Chapter 3
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The sun was beaming down as Andy pulled in to the right and drove up the long driveway of the address Amy had texted them the night before, Sharon was busy talking with Andrea when she looked up and went silent.
"Oh my god…it's beautiful."
"Wow, who did Amy say owned this place?" Andy asked.
"All she said was a friend."
"Must be a very well off friend." Andrea added. "I could never afford a place like this on what I make."
"I've never seen a house this big in my life…well except this one guy I was with, he had the biggest…."
"RUSTY, honey…we don't need to know about that okay." Sharon smiled.
"Oh, yeah sorry."
They all got out of the car as Rusty and Andy got the luggage out of the trunk of the car. Sharon rang the bell on the side of the house as they all waited for an answer.
"This is the right place right?" Rusty asked.
"It's the one Amy gave me last night for sure." Andy added.
"It's a big house; it'll probably take her an eternity to answer it." Andrea joked.
No sooner had Andrea opened her mouth and the front door opened to reveal Amy in a yellow swimsuit with a matching sarong around her waist and a drink in her hand.
"Hey, I'm so glad you all came. DDA Hobbs."
"Hi Amy, I hope you don't mind me tagging along."
"Don't be silly, the more the merrier. Does eh, Lieutenant Provenza know you're coming."
"No."
"Can I please be there when he sees you."
Andrea and Amy laughed as Amy showed them around the large beach house, there must have been at least 8 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, a pool out the back as well as the beach front view. There was a beautiful large kitchen which on site Sharon fell in love with and a games room as well as its very own cinema room.
"Okay, so Mike and his Wife are in one room, Captain you have your own room, there's mine, and Rusty that one to your left is yours. Andy yours is next to Provenza's down the hall and Buzz and Julio are sharing and Andrea you can have this one. Andrea walked inside to see a beautifully decorated room in sky blue with white drapes and a door leading out to the beach.
"This is gorgeous, if you don't mind me asking, what does your friend do?"
"She's a designer, she does designs for Chanel, Donna Karen, Vivienne Westwood. She's done pretty well for herself."
"She certainly has."
"Well, I'll let you all get settled in. The others are already here, they're out by the pool so when ever you're ready, come join us okay."
"Thank you Amy." Sharon smiled.
"Now I wish I'd been better at art and design in school." Andrea smiled.
"You and me both."
"Sharon, I'm just going to settle in to my room." Rusty said.
"Sure, we'll see you out there."
"I'll see you outside ladies, Andy smiled.
"Okay, now that they're gone, do you fancy filling me in on what the situation is with Lieutenant Provenza?" Sharon inquired.
"It was a few weeks back, you were on that gun refresher course. He was about to interview a, shall we say escort and Sykes wasn't available and so I offered to sit in with him."
"I assume you didn't sit quietly?"
"What do you think, he was ready to believe that she was guilty of the stabbing because of what she did for a living, I just added my own thoughts and helped him to realize that she was in fact innocent. He didn't like to be proven wrong, I may have called him a dinosaur in front of the Team, he riled me."
"So he has a dislike for you now."
"Please, if he actually opened his eyes to things around him instead of labeling people at first glance, he'd get on better."
"So this really could be a very interesting weekend."
He's the one with the problem, not me."
"Let's be nice to each other shall we."
"Mmm, I'm willing to try."
"I'm going to change, I'll come back along for you alright."
"See you in a bit." Andrea smiled.
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Andy and Rusty were already out by the pool, Rusty was in swimming with Buzz while Andy was standing by the small bar that Amy had prepared and was now having a virgin watermelon cooler while Provenza was attempting to drink a Berry daiquiri that Amy had prepared for everyone. Mike and his wife Kathy were stretched out on the sun loungers soaking up the sun and Amy sat at the side of the pool with Julio as they dipped their feet in to the pool, laughing about something Julio had said to Provenza the previous day. Andrea and Sharon walked out into the back in their bathing suits completely unaware of the sudden attention they were getting. "I'm telling you Provenza I…" Andy stopped mid sentence when he looked up and saw Sharon and Andrea walking out. Andrea was wearing a black dotted bathing suit with matching sarong while Sharon was wearing a red suit and matching sarong. The minute Andy saw her he was blown away by how beautiful she looked, the suit certainly showed of her beautiful curves. She's always been an attractive woman in his eyes but in that moment he felt so much more for her.
"What the hell is that woman doing here? Flynn, are you listening to me?"
"Sorry what."
"Hobbs, who the hell invited her?"
"Oh, Sharon invited her."
"Well this weekend just went down hill."
"Will you get over it already, she didn't do anything wrong…other than disagree with you and to be quite honest, she had a point."
"Now just a damn minute."
"You decided as soon as you arrested Clara Hill that she was guilty, simply because of her profession. Andrea made you look at things in a different light and I think that's why you're so angry about it."
"What are you talking about?"
"A woman managed to get you thinking and it's driving you insane…admit it."
"I'm not admitting to a damn thing."
"Listen, you're stuck with her all weekend so try and make the best of it, you never know…you might actually end up friends."
"Don't push it Flynn."
Buzz and Rusty were throwing a beach ball back and forth to each other in the pool when Rusty just happened to move his head to see Sharon and Andrea walking past.
"Wow, so that's what she looks like in a swim suit…." Buzz said.
"Hey, that's Sharon you're talking about Buzz." Rusty said in defense.
"I didn't mean…I was just…."
"Hit the ball."
Sharon had no idea just what effect she was having on everyone, especially one Lieutenant in particular.
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To Be Continued…
