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Chapter 7

Andy whimpered in protest and scrunched her eyes as loud music woke her from the deep sleep her body desperately needed. She opened her eyes slowly, frowning as she realized the music was coming from Sam's alarm clock, but there was no Sam in bed with her. 'Where is he?' she wondered. She turned the offensive thing off and sat up on the bed, pulling the covers over her naked chest. She didn't have to search long since she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

It was five thirty am, which gave her about an hour to go home, take a shower, get dressed and get to the station in time for parade. She got out of bed and grabbed her bra and panties, which had been thrown across the room, and pulled them on. She walked out of the room and went back to the living room, where she could remember having left her clothes after she'd stripped for Sam.

She wrinkled her nose at the sight of the boxes of leftover take out that had spent the night on Sam's coffee table and grabbed her clothes from the floor. She was buttoning up her shirt when she heard the shower turn off, making her a little nervous. She hated the morning after. And even if she had no doubt things were good between Sam and her, she couldn't help feeling somewhat self conscious.

Just as she was pulling her jeans back on, she heard the door open and saw Sam walk out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around his hips and a goofy grin on his face.

"And where do you think you're going?" he asked her, instantly erasing the uneasiness she'd been feeling. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her flush against his still wet skin.

Andy giggled and kissed his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck to keep him from pulling back. The kiss was slow and passionate, filled with promise for the future. They finally pulled apart but kept their arms wrapped around each other.

"You didn't answer my question." He reminded her, giving her a small peck on the lips.

She grinned and wrinkled her nose. "I have to go home to get ready for today's shift."

He shook his head, tightening his hold around her waist. "You don't have to go. You could take a shower here and then we could ride to work together." He suggested.

As much as it sounded like the most logical idea, it wouldn't work. "Yeah, that would be a good idea, but there's no way I'm spending a twelve hour shift in these underwear. They might look great, but they're itchy and uncomfortable."

Sam's grin widened. "So you wore them just for me." He teased her, wiggling his eyebrows.

She nodded her head, unable to resist kissing him again. "I did. I usually wear plain white grandma panties with my sports bras."

He snorted and let his hands travel over her curves. "I'm sure you still look hot in grandma panties."

She giggled again, kissing his lips one last time before pulling out of his arms to put her shoes on. "I still got to go."

"Tell you what, give me 10 minutes to get ready and we'll go to your apartment together."

Andy sighed and stood up, nodding her head in agreement. "Fine. Just don't make me late, alright? I'm trying to work on that."

Sam gave her a dimpled grin and took her hand, pulling her with him back to his bedroom. She sat on the bed and watched him as he started working on getting dressed, the smile never leaving his face.

"I've missed that." She said out loud, leaning back on her elbows, her eyes glued to his gorgeous body.

He pulled his black t-shirt over his head and looked back at her. "Missed what?"

She gave him a soft smile. "Seeing you smile. Feels like ages since the last time I got to see these gorgeous dimples of yours."

His smile widened and he left his closet to join her on the bed. He pushed her to completely lie down on the covers and crawled on top of her. His hands framed her face as he bent his head down to kiss her lips, swallowing her throaty moan.

She threw her head back as his lips left hers to make a wet trail down her neck to the hollow of her throat. "Sam…" She breathed out, feeling hot desire travel through her once more.

Sam smiled against her skin. "That's why." He lifted his head to look at her, the most satisfied smile she'd ever seen playing on his lips.

Andy bit on her lower lip to keep from moaning as he rolled his hips into hers. "Why?" she managed to choke out.

"You calling out my name… I think it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard."

She took hold of his face and pulled his head down to hers once more, catching his lips in another bruising, passionate kiss.

Sam broke the kiss reluctantly and raised his head, giving her a mischievous grin. "You have to stop side tracking me, McNally, or we'll never make it to your apartment."

Andy's eyes grew wide and she turned her head to get a glimpse of the time. She groaned and closed her eyes, realizing he was right. "Well it's too late now! Even if we do drive to my apartment, I won't have enough time to get changed."

He sighed and pushed himself back up, helped her up to her feet. "You can take a shower here."

"Yeah, but that means I'm gonna have to wear these stupid underwear." She told him, giving him a cute pout.

Sam sighed and frowned playfully. "Tell me about it. I'm gonna have to spend the whole day knowing that you're wearing these stupid, sexy lacy panties under your uniform."

Andy huffed and slapped his arm. "Stop making fun of me."

He laughed and pulled her back to him, slowly letting his hands travel up and down her sides. "We'll stop at your place during lunch break, alright?"

Her pout turned into a small hopeful smile. "Does this mean we're back patrolling together?"

Sam drew his hands up to her face and brushed his thumb over her lower lip. "I wouldn't want you anywhere else but by my side."


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