Thereeeee you go! :) Another chapter! In less than three days! Don't you love me? I went with my parents while they were looking at some new cars and I translated it while I was working!

I have to say I was a bit saddened by the number of review for my last chapter, because I got a lot more for the two first chapter, I hope it wasn't because it wasn't as good…

However! Here I'm going back to Andy's P.O.V and the genre here would be "Angst/Romance" and maybe a little humour! Enjoy! :)

The thing is it's your job to know why people are saying what they're saying. You wanna be a cop, learn to read the signs.

I got out of the police station, closing my eyes while the sun hit me, blindly me momentarily. The night had been really long, and I only wanted to go back to my bed and to sleep at least until tomorrow morning. I saw Tracy waving me goodbye from her car and I waved her back as she was starting the engine. I looked down to the ground, thinking again about tonight.

"Hey" I heard behind me.

I turned around to see Sam who was jogging towards me. He had changed, and he was now wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of jeans. This kind of clothing would have been totally normal on someone else, but I couldn't stop my eyes from detailing him from head to toe, why I couldn't stop myself from liking what I was seeing.

"Need a ride?" He asked when he was beside me, pulling me of my fantasies.

"No, thanks. Actually, I'm just gonna walk." I just said, suddenly feeling bad for what I had did tonight. "Sorry about tonight." I added, looking to the ground.

"You'll get better." he said on a tone that wasn't quite reassuring, but I could hear in his voice that he wasn't holding a grudge against me.

"Ha. Sure, I will." I laughed a bit, trying to hide my shame while I was walking up front, wanting to get out of his sight.

"Look, it's my job alright? Something happens to you, it's on me." he said even if I already knew that very well.

"It's okay, sir. I completely get it." I said on the more polite tone that I could.

"All right. I don't want anything to happen to you." he said, raising his arms to the sky just like he just confessed to something big.

I thought I just saw in his eyes the true desire for me not to get hurt, but he just let his arms down and turned back to return to the station. I turned to the street and stopped for a moment, trying to understand the whole meaning of this one sentence.

He had told me some things tonight; like that we had to learn to read between the lines, that we had to know why people were telling us the things they were telling us when they did. However, if I applied this advice to the little discussion that just happened between us, I couldn't stop thinking that maybe what he said wasn't only work related.

I shook my head, trying to get those thoughts out of my head. I had to say, Sam Swarek was a little bit too present in my mind since this night when we had almost kissed. Even after he said that I wasn't his type, I was still seeing some looks or some actions that were proving me the contrary, just like what he had just said to me only a few moments ago.

Even though I had the perfect boyfriend, that was probably waiting for me at home or was going to call me in the day, and he would be perfect, and sweet, but he wasn't the one on my mind at this precise moment. No, it was Swarek, the one and only that was making me mad each time he would tell me one of his ridiculous lines, him that, I was beginning to think, knew perfectly how to piss me off each time he opened his mouth.

But he was also a man that, and I was starting to see it more the more I worked with him, that had a heart of gold under his "bad boy" attitudes. I slide my hand across my face, trying to put my thoughts in order. I just had a really great night with Luke yesterday, but that was the problem, it was too perfect. There was something missing in all this perfect situation, I wasn't having those butterfly flying in my stomach each time he spoke to me or that he touched me, even if I would've wanted it so much.

Luke was the safe option, and yes I wanted safe after all my last relationships that ended in complete failures, but I couldn't stop wanting more than that. In my opinion, it was only normal to want to be with someone who was making my heartbeat faster when he was standing next to me, someone that, even with his annoying actions, was always surprising me in the end.

I sighed, telling me that I would never come to a compromise on this subject, because my head was screaming me to pick Luke, while on the other side, my heart and my whole body seemed to be pushing me towards Sam. I put my hands in the pockets of my jeans, looking for my house keys before quickly finding out that I didn't have them.

Stopping on the spot, I thought about the last time that I had seen them. In my vest, that stayed in my locker at the station. Groaning, I turned back and started walking to the precinct a little faster than a few moments ago.

I pushed the door of the building before crossing the hallway that was leading to the locker room, wishing not to see anyone, least of all Sam. I was already mixed up enough without having to talk to him again, because that, at least I thought, would make me even more uncertain. However I guess I didn't wished hard enough because a voice came out from behind me but I didn't turned.

"McNally, forgot something?" he asked in a voice that I would've recognize between a thousand.

"Yes" I only said before quickening my pace towards the women's locker room.

I heard him following me but I didn't turn around to look at him, continuing to walk to my locker.

"Hey, have I done something to piss you off?" He asked on a sarcastic tone while I was pushing the door.

I thought he would simply stop following me when I was going to enter this room that was supposed to be only for women, but he didn't, and he pushed the door behind me before coming to lean against the locker beside mine as I was trying to open it.

"You know that's the girl's locker room right?" I only asked, ignoring his precedent question.

"Yeah well, that's what you told me yesterday I think" he said back with a cocky grin that was making me melt even if I didn't want to.

"So what are you still doing here?" I said while finally opening my lock.

I quickly scanned the pockets of my vest looking for my keys, I was still feeling his hot gaze burning into my neck and I couldn't help but to shiver. I finally found them and I got them out of my vest, closing my locker in the same gesture before turning to face him.

"There" I said while making my keys ring in front of his face, "that's what I forgot" I said abruptly before putting my keys in the pocket of my jean.

"You still haven't answered my question" he said while crossing his arms to his chest, getting off of the locker.

"What question?" I asked a little annoyed that he was still there.

"Did I do something to upset you? Is that why you're not talking to me?" He asked, this time on a more serious ton than the previous time.

Ohh… This question! I said to myself; 'No, besides being too much hot with only a t-shirt and a jean, so much hot that I can't get you out of my head even though Callaghan is probably waiting for my at home'. Of course I couldn't answer that, however it was the only true answer to his question. He was standing there, in front of me, and the only thing I could think about was how good it would be to slide my hands in his hair while brushing my lips against his.

"No, not at all" I only said, still imagining his hands that would come and circle my waist, holding me against him as we kissed and maybe a few seconds after.

"Then why do you act like that?" He said raising his eyebrows.

"Why do I act like what?" I answered, trying to get a grip onto myself.

My eyes were going back and forward from his eyes to his lips as I was trying to get this scene that was going on in my head out of it.

"You know, sometimes I don…"

He didn't have the time to finish his sentence because I suddenly walked closer to him, my body taking over my head; I was tired of only imagining what it would be like. I put my hands on his shoulders and got on my toes to put my mouth against his.

His last words stayed stuck in his throat while he took a second to react to what I just did. However, he quickly took one hand and put it on my back as the other one slide behind my neck, pulling me toward him the best he could.

I had to say, this kiss was a thousand times better that I could've ever imagined it. That was what I was looking for, my legs were like cotton and my head was spinning as he was delicately biting my lower lip before caressing it with his tongue. I was going to lose my mind if he kept doing what he was doing and I backed off quickly, still panting and my body shaking from this kiss.

"What was that for?" He asked with a quizzical look. "You wanted to agree with the idea that I don't understand you sometimes?"

I was still trying to catch my breath and to put some order into my thoughts even though I wasn't doing it as quickly as I would've wanted to.

"I just wanted to know if it would be as great as I was imagining it" I simply answered while lowering my eyes to the ground.

"And was it?" he said laughing.

I looked up to find his eyes that were looking at me with a spark I couldn't read. I laughed too while I was getting lost in his warm brown eyes.

"I think it was even better than what I had imagined" I said without being able to stop myself from blushing.

"You think? Then we have to make that sure" he said while closing the distance between us.

I circled his neck with my arms as he slide both his hands behind me, letting one rest on the small of my back as the other one was slowly travelling up, trying to hold me closer to him. He lowered his head and put his lips on mine for the second time in as much minutes.

This time the kiss was a lot more passionate than the first time and he held on to me like suddenly the world had disappeared and we were the only two oneleft. I slide my fingers in his hair like I imagined doing it in my fantasy while he was caressing my superior lip with his tongue, demanding access, and I granted it without hesitating.

Even though he was holding me with a firm hand, I was still feeling something more in his embrace. Some kind of tenderness, just as if he was afraid to break me while holding me in his hands. His lips left mine before coming to rest on my neck and my whole universe went blank.

I held on to him like I was afraid to lose myself, probably implanting my fingernails into his neck as he was laying soft butterfly kisses on my skin, sometimes staying a few more moments at a place before continuing his kisses.

A couple of seconds later, he backed off panting, and I layered my forehead on to his, trying to get my breath under control.

"So?" He said in husky voice, full of desire and still trying to regain his breath.

"Now there's no more doubts" I only said, not knowing what more to answer.

He nodded while I cuddled closer to him, his arms encircling me, smelling his neck as he was putting his nose in my hair. I heard him whisper something and I backed off, asking him what he just said.

"I said that if there was still a doubt I wouldn't mind doing it again" he said in a smile that showed his adorable dimples.

I smiled and put my lips on his in a small kiss.

"I hope you'll do it again, but I don't have any more doubts" I said, taking a step back, smiling.

He smiled back and I felt an army of butterfly invade my stomach as my heart was pounding in my chest. THAT'S what I was talking about, I said to myself…

So? What did you think? I'll try to update again before the end of this week, if I have some little reviews! =D