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Here's chapter 4! I hope you guys like it and as always, please let me know what you guys think!
Sam took a deep breath and knocked on her door. He couldn't help but think back to the last time he had knocked on her door. He showed up at her apartment, in the middle of the night, and all but begged her to give him a reason to stay. But she didn't. No, instead she said that she was going to move in with Callaghan. Talk about a serious blow to a man's ego. But he didn't regret going to her that night. And obviously he had made an impression because a few nights later their roles were reversed. She showed up at his door, again in the middle of the night, and begged him not to leave. He remembered, very clearly, everything that she had said. He assumed she did too. It's not often you forget pouring your heart out to someone.
So that's where they had left things. They both, in not so many words, had finally admitted their feelings to each other. It's too bad their timing was horrible. It seems that's always the case though. You don't realize how badly you want something until its slipping away. He wondered if anything had changed for her in the last six months. He had no idea what she had been up to. But he was going to find out. Right now.
"Sam, hey," she said as she opened the door. He noticed the shock and fear in her eyes as only he could. He was glad to know that he could still read her.
"Hey, can I come in?" he asked her already starting to move forward. She wasn't going to give him no for an answer no matter how badly she might have wanted to.
"Yeah, come in," she said as she backed out of the doorway giving him space to walk past her. She closed the door behind her, lingering to take a deep breath before locking it and following him to her living room. So much for not talking to Sam tonight…
"You want something to drink?" she asked as she slowly joined him. He was standing in front of her fireplace staring at the pictures of her friends and family she had resting on the mantle.
"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks," he replied as he turned his head away from the picture of her and her dad he was looking at.
She came back with two beers and handed one to him before sitting next to him on her couch. She angled herself so she was facing him, propping her head up with her elbow that was placed on the top of the back cushion.
"So how's it feel, being back, being you?" she asked trying to avoid the awkward silence that was threatening to take over.
"Good. It's good to be home. I love working undercover, but it's hard being away from friends and family for so long. And besides, I'm way cooler than the jackass I portrayed for the last six months," he said with that goofy grin that always made her stomach do flips.
"I'm sure you are," she laughed and took a sip of her beer. "I couldn't imagine being away from the people I love. That would be really hard," she said glancing back to the photos on her fireplace.
"So I see you managed not to get into any serious trouble while I was away," he said breaking the silence that had overcome them both.
"Yeah, believe it or not, I managed to stay alive without you," she laughed and rolled her eyes.
"Well I'm glad," he said and took a sip of his beer. "Anything exciting happen while I was gone?"
"No, no not really," she answered. She probably sounded like an idiot. She was a cop. Obviously exciting stuff happened during the last six months. Problem was, all of the sudden, she couldn't remember a damn thing that happened. What was it with him constantly making her lose her train of thought?
"So how's your dad?" he asked changing the subject to something he knew she would have an answer for. He felt like they were playing 20 Questions, only he was the only one asking the questions.
"Good, he's doing great. He's going on nine months sober," she said not being able to help the smile that crept over her face.
"Wow, that's great! I'm glad to hear that," he said smiling back at her. He couldn't help but smile when she did. Her smile was contagious.
"Yeah I'm really proud of him," she said as she finished her beer. She noticed him do the same. "You want another one?" she asked already standing up and grabbing the bottle from him.
"Yeah, thanks," he replied as he watched her walk into the kitchen. He'd be the first to admit that his gaze probably lingered on her ass for too long, but who could blame him? She was gorgeous. And it had been way too long since his eyes had last taken in the sight of her.
As she walked into the kitchen she threw the empty bottles into the trash. She paused before going to her fridge. Her heart was pounding. She couldn't believe he was in her apartment. She really hoped he couldn't tell how anxious she was. She knew she was keeping her cool and engaging normally in their conversation, but she was panicking on the inside. She was glad he had come over though. She didn't expect it, but she was glad he was here. They needed to catch up and being alone while they did it was probably for the best. She knew they needed to talk about where they had left things, but for tonight she hoped they wouldn't have to go there. She was enjoying the light conversation they were having. She didn't want to screw it up with something neither one of them was ready to talk about. She took a deep breath, grabbed two beers and headed back out to the man in her living room.
"I like the new place," he said taking in his surroundings as she entered the room and handed him his beer.
"Thanks me too," she said as she sat back down on the couch. He could tell she was loosening up a little. "It's kind of perfect for me. Speaking of, how'd you find out where I live?" she asked curiously.
"I have my ways," he said smiling and raising his eyebrows. "Alright, I squeezed it out of Traci at the Penny tonight before I left," he admitted with a sigh.
"Putting that Sam Swarek charm to good use, I see," she said in a teasing manner.
He smirked, "Mhmm."
"I'll have to talk to her about that. I can't have her giving my address away to just anybody, now can I?" she asked as a wicked grin spread across her face.
Yep, she was definitely becoming more comfortable. "No that wouldn't be good. And McNally, I think we can both agree that I'm not just anybody," he said looking right at her and stressing the last word.
She shook her head in agreement and took a long swig of her drink. She really had calmed down a little bit. She had forgotten how natural it was to be around him. Actually, she was really starting to enjoy herself. She had missed talking to him. She had missed him.
"So I see you decided not to move in with Callaghan?" he asked shifting his gaze around her apartment.
"Yeah I couldn't do it. It was too big of a commitment and I wasn't ready. I don't know why I agreed in the first place," she said with a sigh. The fact that she bailed on Luke was something she didn't like to talk about very often. She was embarrassed and ashamed of herself for not following through and leading him on the way she did.
He smiled slightly at her words. "Well I'm sorry."
"Oh I'm sure you are," she said sarcastically. "But thanks."
He watched her take another sip of her beer. God she's beautiful, he thought as he stared at her. She caught his gaze as she lowered her beer and held it. It took everything inside of him to stay seated where he was. He wanted so badly to touch her. To be close to her.
"It's good to see you, Andy," he said holding his eyes on hers.
"You too, Sam. It's good to have you back," she returned.
"You mean that?" he asked her.
She nodded, "Yeah of course I do. You're my partner. A part of me was missing without you." The weight of her words didn't escape her. A part of her was missing without him. A part of her heart. The part of her heart that belonged with him.
"Yeah," he nodded giving her a sincere smile.
She decided to change the subject before things moved into unchartered territory. "So when do you return to the streets?"
He laughed at her attempt to lighten the mood. "Anxious to work with me again?"
"Just curious," she answered nonchalantly. Yes! Of course I'm anxious, nervous, excited…
"I'm back on the streets tomorrow," he said.
"Well then we should probably call it a night. I don't want to get in trouble for keeping you out too late," she said as she started to get up off the couch.
He got up too and took a step closer to her. They were standing only inches apart. He held her gaze until she turned her face up to look at him. He looked deep into her eyes and was surprised when she didn't shy away. He gently brushed away the locks of hair that had fallen in front of her eye and tucked them behind her ear.
"I missed you while I was away," he whispered shifting his gaze in between her eyes and her lips.
She inhaled sharply and swallowed deeply before admitting, "I missed you too."
They stood there for what felt like an eternity lost in each other's eyes. No words were needed to convey their feelings at that moment.
"So I guess I'll be seeing you around," she said breaking the silence.
He took a step back. "Yep, you'll definitely be seeing me around." he said calmly though she could see the heat in his eyes.
She walked him out and leaned against her door watching him walk to his truck. When he got in he gave her an affectionate grin and waved before driving off.
She closed the door and leaned her back against it rubbing her hands over her face and through her hair. Tonight had gone well. Maybe him going away was the best thing that could have happened for them. She knew they couldn't completely forget the past, disregard how they left things, but maybe a fresh start was exactly what they needed. She wasn't sure where she and Sam were going to go from here. Obviously there was a lot they still needed to talk about. One thing she was sure of though, was that those feelings that had lain dormant for the last six months were now very much alive.
So I know this convo was pretty mild. Things will heat up though. I felt that they needed this first. Things are only just beginning. Anyway, let me know what you guys think!