~Under the Raydor~

Chapter 2

Andy had no come back as he stood up and slowly followed her. Sure he knew Sharon didn't need him technically, the thing she didn't get was that he wanted to be here for her and not as Lieutenant Flynn but as Andy, her friend. Not many of the team knew much about Sharon's life outside of work, he knew her best and he hadn't heard her talk of friends. That didn't mean she didn't have any, it was probably that she was just too busy with work and then with Rusty. Even if Sharon didn't realize it he knew she needed a friend to help her now. Andy stayed right behind her since she hadn't kicked him out or order him to not help, he was taking it as a good sign. He wasn't sure if he would follow any order from her right now anyway. Sharon made it clear they were not on duty. This may be undercover but it was also off the clock, off the record, and off the books. If the way she was dressed gave any clue because Andy was sure she wouldn't ever wear anything like that even for a required LAPD undercover operation. He certainly didn't mind the view of her walking ahead of him though. The way those pants hugged every curve. Andy could only imagine how she got them on, though he would like to be the one to take them off of her. When he was suddenly brought to a stop, he realized Sharon had turned around to talk to him and he had walked into her because his mind was on other things.

"Something distracting you, Lieutenant?" She questioned as she crossed her hands over her chest and gave him a questioning look.

"Oh no, I'm just Andy. Captain, you made it clear you are not on duty and the Captain's not here then neither is the Lieutenant." He took two steps back since he was looking straight down at her because after he bumped into her Sharon hadn't budged. His brain was flashing through ideas on how the question she had asked him. There was no way he was going, to tell the truth on what was distracting him but as she stood there tapping her black leather boot, her arms were crossed and she wearing that damned low cut shirt. Andy couldn't stop from saying. "Don't you think you showing a bit too much cleavage there?" He gave a head nod to the area he was talking about.

"If you have a problem with how I am dressed Andy, you can leave anytime." With that, she spun around and stalked off.

The door of the bar swung open, bringing her mind back to what she was supposed to be doing which was watching for her informant. As a few more people entered Sharon's hand tensed around the bottle. When she felt Andy's hand on hers squeezed tighter, she shook her head indicating no it wasn't the person she was meeting and his hand relaxed again but stayed on hers. She had been surprised when Andy showed up out of the blue but she was grateful he was here, though she hadn't expressed that to him yet. Sharon knew she let her anger and worry for Andy get in her way earlier and she knew she needed help but she didn't want anyone else getting hurt because of her.

After sitting there for an unproductive hour, Andy decided they needed to change things up. "Sharon?" He turned at looked at her, "since we are here, we really should try and blend in better." His eyes scan that part of her body he could see as she sat next to him before speaking again. "Even though in that outfit of yours, everyone will be watching you especially from behind." Sharon smacked Andy's arm, but that didn't stop him. "Dance with me?"

"What?" Shocked that Andy would ask her that. "No, the person could be here any minute and we need to pay attention." Her eyes automatically went back to the door.

Andy wasn't one to give up and he really wanted to dance with this beautiful woman again. "We're here let's have a little fun, Sharon." He gave her a shoulder shrug as if to say why not. "Look, if this informant person of yours actually shows up they'll spot you right away. It's not like they could miss you."

She took in a deep breath and slowly let it out in frustration with Andy bad mouthing her choice of clothes. "Will you stop making fun of my outfit? I didn't want to wear it an don't like it either but I thought it would help me blend in." She said with a pout.

"Sharon, you do know that even wearing the same type of clothes as the girls that hang out in a biker bar doesn't help you of all people blend in." Andy laughed at the thought that Sharon Raydor could mingle in a biker's bar.

Getting madder at Andy for insulting her clothes once again, sure they weren't her first pick for comfortable attire. Did they look that bad on her? "What is that suppose to mean? You do know you're not helping your argument at all?"

He smiled. Andy did like to rile her up, it brought a flush of pink to her cheeks and her eyes burned a darker green. "Dance with me and I'll explain."

"Hmm, Fine." Sharon gave in because she was curious about how Andy would dig out of the hole he put himself in and in all honesty she did want to dance with this handsome man again. The last time was at his daughter's wedding; it had been that long since he held her in his arms.

She watched as Andy stood up and held out his hand to her. When she placed her hand in his, Sharon felt instantly warmer, the warmth coursed through her and settled low in her center. She took a minute to just feel that amazing feeling. "Well, are you coming?" Andy asked as he stood there waiting, holding her hand. Knowing he could come just from the electric feelings shooting through him as he held her hand, just the touching of her did that to him. She smiled knowingly up at him then slowly slid out of the booth.

They had picked that sitting arrangement because it was in the back and not well lit. The music that was playing was a slow song, which she was grateful for because she had no desire to let go of him. Andy held her close but far enough away so they could look at each other. "Well, we are dancing are you going to explain or are you trying to distract me now?" Sharon asked him. If he thought he could distract her by holding her, he was almost right.

Andy laughed, he had every intention of telling her but holding her was a nice distraction. "As I said before don't freak out on me, it's not a bad thing it's more of a natural thing and by the way, I never said I didn't like your outfit." He smiled down at her enjoying his height advantage and the view that came with it. "Sharon, even in skintight leather pants and a skimpy low cut t-shirt you have an air of class about you."

The tension eased in her body, she wasn't expecting that as Andy's answer. Sharon was actually taken back on his reason why she didn't fit in. At the sincerity in his voice, she decided to get out of her own mind for a little while. There was no reason they couldn't have some fun while they still stayed on guard. It was all to keep their cover she kept telling herself as she let Andy talk her into riding the mechanical bull that sat in a roped-off ring in the middle of the bar. He explained it was a great way to scan the bar and still watch the door. She had made it through most of the ride until the bull took a nasty left and her body went right. Sharon was laughing and had to admit it was fun as she stood up, trying unsuccessfully to brush the hair out of her face. Her hair was everywhere causing her to laugh harder, making it impossible to see through the mass of it. Suddenly Sharon felt the weight of her hair move as it was parted and brushed back out of her eyes.

She found herself looking into the deepest darkest brown eyes, what she saw in them made her stomach flip-flop, and do a few somersaults. Before she could say anything Andy pulled her closer to his body and kissed her, hard. She let out a gasp at the shock of what was happening. Sharon was going to stop him, they were here for work after all. Then as he deepened the kiss there was no way to stop it. She didn't want it to stop so she just let herself feel, be in the moment and wrapped her arms around his neck as her tongue pursued his.

Sharon did jump when there was cheering and whooping from the bar patrons watching them. She stepped back her eyes not leaving his, slowly feeling the blush heating her cheeks at the thought of kissing Andy like that in front of everyone. Unconsciously she ran the tip of her tongue across her lips then brought her fingertips to hear them trying to settle the tingling that's was running through her swollen lips. A movement behind Andy caught her eye; it was her informant looking very unimpressed at the scene they were causing. Sharon tapped her hand on Andy's that still had a firm grip on her hip; the feel of it sent heat invading throughout her body. Wrapping her fingers tightly around his, she took his hand in hers pulling him along and walked out of the bar. There was even louder cheering now as they left since she had no doubt what they all thought was sure to happen. Andy leaned closer to her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry about that Sharon, I just couldn't help myself."

"Andy, not now," she said through gritted teeth.

Great, he knew he pushed her too far this time but as he told her he couldn't help himself. "I know I screwed up and that you're mad but we can stay and wait for your..."

Sharon stopped his words when she yanked on their still entwined hands, "shh she's here."

"She?" Andy was surprised at that, it never dawned on him that Sharon's informant could be a girl.

Finally, back in Sharon's motel room, Andy was pacing the floor not being able to keep it in any longer, he blurted out. "How did you stay on that bull so long? Watching you ride that thing, I can't even tell you what it did to me. I'm sorry if I'm being forward and making you uncomfortable but my God if you could see what I saw, you would haven't been able to stop yourself either." He let out a loud sigh as he sat down in the chair by the small table it the corner of the room.

They had come back to her motel room after getting confirming information that showed her it was who she suspected it to be and that he was taunting her. Sharon watched Andy pacing and knew he thought he was in trouble. She was letting him sweat it out for now but when he just threw that riding the bull question at her Sharon laughed and asked, "that's what all this pacing is about?" Stepped closer to where Andy was now sitting, raising an eyebrow as she asked him. "So you're actually saying I would have kissed myself like that?" Sharon laughed again at that thought.

"Yes, I am," Andy said completely serious. "The way your hair whipped around, the way your legs gripped the side of that bull and…" Shifting uncomfortably as his pant tighten, he really hoped Sharon didn't notice how just talking about what he saw affected him physically. What he needed right now was to get his own room and take a long, very long cold shower. He didn't know what she would do about all this? They still had to get the guy tormenting her and here he was acting like a kid in high school that couldn't control himself around the prettiest girl on the campus. Andy knew he had overstepped his bounds as a friend with what he did tonight. He wasn't looking forward to the repercussions of that kiss. More sensitivity training classes he was sure to be sent to. When he looked up from his pulsating lap, Andy swallowed hard as he saw her step closer to him.

He had to stop her, they had flirted while they danced, it had all been innocent fun, leave it to him to push it too far. He could see that teasing glint in her eyes, Sharon was still playing along with being undercover, he needed to get her to understand that he couldn't take much more. Did she have any idea on how extremely sexy she looked in those clothes? Hell, he liked seeing Sharon in anything she wore but that low cut shirt, tight pants, and those boots were getting to him. There was only so much a man could do when the woman he had fallen in love with a long time ago was putting herself within his reach, even if she was doing unknowingly. He could still feel her body pressed up against his as they danced and the feel of his hand on her hips. The way she rode that bull, he could see that she let herself go and just had fun. The light in her eyes and her hair flying freely was too much and he didn't hold back then but now in this little motel room, Andy needed to put space between them now. So he hoping his voice wouldn't crack as he said, "look, Sharon, I'm sorry. I'll get out of here, get my own room, what happens undercover stays undercover. Tomorrow we'll get the team together," when she was about to say something he quickly continued. "Yes, the team you are not doing this alone anymore and they are worried about you as much as I was." Andy went to stand up hoping she couldn't see how much she was affecting him being so close to him in those clothes, and how she lost herself on that bull.

Andy was almost on his feet when he heard a stern, "sit." Crap, he thought, that's her Darth Raydr tone. Andy knew he was really in for it now.

Sharon stepped in front of Andy so he couldn't leave. She was sure he was worried that he had pushed their friendship boundaries too far tonight and he had but she had enjoyed it. Here she was probably having too much fun watching this grown man squirm around her. Sharon was going to use this undercover to her advantage, flirt a little and maybe milk this more then she should. "Andy, you asked me a question earlier and I fully intend to answer it." She took a step closer to him so their legs were just barely touching. Sharon could feel the heat from his body run up her leg. She was starting to like these leather pants.

"What?" Andy quickly asked. He didn't remember anything his brain was mush right now with her standing this close to him. He really needed to get out of this small room, which was getting smaller each time Sharon got closer to him.

"Remember you asked how I stayed on that bull so long? Well, the answer is swimming. I swim every day, it really helps tighten and tone those leg muscles." Sharon stepped closer standing over him as her legs settled on each side of his thighs. The stunned look on Andy's face as he looked up at her told her she might have now pushed him too far.

~TBC~

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