(June 12th)
Hello ma peeps! Thank you all who reviewed (I love you!) Your reviews were encouraging. And for those who added alerts and whatnot I thank you too! This chapter is a little shorter than usual but I think it's very important and therefore needed to be separated out. Think of it as a bridge to the next section of the story. A turn point as literacy folk might call it. I needed to focus on this before I could roll out the next part. So please read, REVIEW and enjoy! (Seriously review. It makes me happy!)
Chapter 7: Forbidden Confessions
Sam lay in bed the next morning with Andy's head on his chest and his arms wrapped around her. He didn't want to let her go just yet. It had been an interesting six weeks so far. Who knew that the woman in the bar would be the one he wanted to wake up to for the rest of his life? He looked down on her sleeping face committing her features to memory. He was in this too deep. He thought back to the conversation he had had with Keegan just the day before.
"You've found out nothing! You're completely useless Sammy! I told you to keep tabs on 'er and see what the cops next moves are!" Keegan threw his hands up in the air with frustration.
"Look Keegan, She just got back to work this morning. Literally this is her first shift back. Of course I haven't figured out much because nothing's changed so far." Except my feelings for Andy, he thought but he pushed it away. "I told you I'd tell you when I found something important out."
"That's not enough. You need to push this until you get something to go on. We got Naylor through on the deal but we can't make a move until we find out where we're safe! I want an update by Friday with solid information."
"But that's just three days away!" Sam protested and Keegan just shrugged.
"Then you better get crackin'."
His hand reached up and pushed a stray brown hair from her face. How was he supposed to go about this without sounding too pushy? He needed the next move or it'll be his head. He watched her chest rise and fall slowly and he just couldn't bring himself to wake her. He lay there for another hour before she started to stir and open her eyes to show those beautiful chocolate eyes staring at him.
"Hi." She breathed out and she smiled making him loose his train of thought.
"Hi." He replied stupidly and Andy moved up his chest to kiss him squarely on the lips. He gently kissed her back slowly as she lay flush to his skin, entangling his fingers into his hair. She gave more pressure and he returned it without thinking, pressing his body into hers desperate for more contact. "I… uh… need to…" He lost his words as hers hands slipped from his hair and trailed down his chest and to his cock where she began to stroke him ardently.
"Mm-hm?" She grinned as he opened his mouth intending to continue his sentence but only a moan escaped him. How could he concentrate when she was stroking him like that? Alternating between hard and soft pressure, he could feel himself getting close.
"Oh god-" Later. He told himself. I'll ask her later.
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When he awoke a couple hours later he noticed that Andy was gone and in her absence a note.
Gone to work. Be back around midnight. Meet me at Walkout?
He groaned and rolled out of bed, hopping into the shower before going to meet up with the gang. Apparently they had to move the plates from the place they were in now to a different warehouse before the deal could go through. For now, Sam would just have to wait to ask Andy tonight about the case.
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At ten to twelve Sam walked over to the neighbourhood pub The Walkout to meet up with Andy. He strolled into the spacey room to see Andy already sitting at a booth in the corner. She wore a lovely green top with jeans and her hair was in a loose bun with tendrils down the side of her face. She already had two beers on the table; one for each of them. Sam slid into the booth and pecked her on the lips greeting her.
"Hey how was your day?" She asked taking a sip from her drink. Sam shrugged.
"Not bad, there was a business deal I had to balance. Long but it worked out in the end." Which wasn't completely untrue. They had managed to nail down the final workings for the new deal with Naylor and they had transported the goods successfully. "What about you?" He placed an arm around her shoulders and she leaned her head on him.
"It was stressful."
"Oh? And why's that?" Finally some answers. She hesitated for a minute, as if she was debating to tell him.
"Well we've been working on a case, and I guess it's connected with my kidnapping. Although we haven't been able to get anywhere with it."
"How come?"
"There was this deal that was suppose to be going down and we only got one side of the trade. And they don't seem to be part of the new deal so we're trying to find out the sellers and then the new potential buyers. With no luck of course." She sighed again and took a gulp of her beer. "It's just hard to be on the case when these men hurt me. And to find out we haven't gotten any leads…" She trailed off and he looked down at her. He was startled when he saw tears in her eyes.
"Hey now, no need to be upset." He tried to soothe her but inside his insides were ripping him apart. He hated to see her like this. Well he hated to see her anything other than happy.
"I know, I'm sorry. It's just so frustrating. I know I didn't press charges but it still hurts. I still look over my shoulder at night wondering if they're going to find me and do even worse things to me. I can't help having split opinions on this case. One side of me wants to back out and the other side wants me to find those bastards and beat the living daylights out of them." Sam flinched involuntarily. If only she knew…. She went on. "So I've been lying to everyone. All my friends and my co-workers about my incident. I remember all of it. Every single moment. Every hit. Every moment of pain from those two days. For six weeks I've been telling lies and it's been eating me alive not being able to tell anyone about it." She drew her head away from him and looked far off into something he couldn't see. "It was the scariest two days of my life. Not knowing what was going to happen to me. They know where I live. They know I work for the police. I don't even know what they look like. I feel so helpless!" She wiped her nose with her hand and sniffled. "God I'm sorry this is so stupid. You don't want to hear about my problems." Sam wiped a tear off her cheek and tilted her chin up to him.
"Actually I do. I don't like to see you so upset. Don't worry about me, I'm here whenever you need me." He grinned that special dimply smile and kissed her forehead kindly. "How about we go home eh? Get some sleep; you look tired." She nodded and yawned involuntarily. He placed a bill on the table and took her hand. As he looked over to the bar he saw a familiar blonde head sipping whisky at the bar. The head turned and Sam froze. Keegan raised his eyebrows at him, then at Andy before raising his glass and grinning. Sam tried to remain calm as he lead Andy out of the bar, trying not to look back. Together they walked back to her house in silence. When they reached her door she stopped at the top of the stairs and turned around to face him.
"So, I've had a quite a few questions from my friends about who the guy I'm seeing. They keep asking to meet you. I don't know what to say because I don't know what we are." Sam watched her as she carefully chose her next few words. She appeared to be thinking very hard about what she wanted to say next. "I should say I'm sorry about going off on that tangent tonight, but I'm not. Because whenever I'm with you I feel safe." Sam's heart dropped through his stomach. "I feel like nothing can touch me. I feel like the world is at our mercy and that when I'm with you I can talk to you about anything." Andy looked at him, seeing his reaction. "Before my kidnapping I would've been terrified to say any of this to a man. Let alone a man I just met less than two months ago. But this feels different. And maybe I've learned that anything can happen to you at any given time so I have to seize the moment." She paused a few seconds, inhaling a deep breath before she continued. "I think I love you." Then silence.
A thousand thoughts were running through Sam's head when those three words popped out of her mouth. Confusion, desperation, fright, panic but the strongest one that took over was joy. Pure happiness. His mouth cracked into a full-fledged smile and he picked her up and spun her around. She squealed in delight as he put her down and pressed his lips to hers. When he pulled back between their kisses he whispered back; "I think I love you too."
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~FunkyMonkey
p.s. someone asked about when Season 2 starts; it starts June 23rd on Global in Canada.
