This is a continuation of the previous chapter "Turquoise Distraction", and the rating has been bumped up to an "M" for a bit of sexual content, so please be aware of that before you continue reading.

Frannie doesn't exist in this chapter.

I am still having major computer issues and I'm having a hard time accessing the documents that I have started for chapter 5 of "Hidden Scars" and the final chapter of "Hurricane", as well as the several pages of ideas that I have written down for each fic that I'm working on. For now, I am still using a family member's computer to do my writing. I apologize for the delay on my other stories and I hope to have this issue fixed soon!

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Title: Turquoise Distraction Part 2

Genre: Romance/Family

Rating: M

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The hot summer sun is sinking slowly down beneath the clouds, the sky streaked liberally with breathtaking hues of pink and orange and purple, when they finally begin to make the long, traffic-congested drive from Rockaway Beach back home. Noah and Jesse had both fallen asleep almost as soon as they had been buckled into their car seats in the back of Olivia's vehicle, and Amanda is fighting slumber herself as she sits in the passenger seat beside her lieutenant who is behind the steering wheel, the mood inside the car quiet and contemplative as a classical music station plays softly on the radio.

She is very drowsy and burnt from spending the day in the blazing heat of the sun and running after her very energetic little girl, who is not yet old enough to understand the definition of 'relaxation' and had spent the past several hours stealing Noah's bucket and shovel in between trying to sneak fistfuls of sand into her mouth and stomping all over any castle that had been created from the damp brown grains. Amanda throws a glance over her shoulder to see the toddler sprawled out in her car seat, sound asleep with her head dropping forward onto her chest, stubby blonde pigtails coming loose from their elastics and a tiny hand clutching onto Noah's while they both snooze.

She smiles softy at the sweet and tender scene she is witnessing, her heart swelling inside her chest as she pictures Jesse and Noah growing up together as sister and brother, sharing meals and vacations and love and laughter and arguments, and Amanda's breath catches in her throat as she realizes where her thoughts are heading, her gaze shifting from the sleeping children to the older woman perched tiredly beside her in the next seat. Olivia's eyes are fixed firmly on the road in front of her as she navigates the heavy traffic, the sunset seemingly prompting a mass exodus from the beach for anyone who has children and wants to get them to bed at a decent hour.

Amanda surreptitiously studies the brunette from the corner of her eye, Olivia looking just as burnt and exhausted as she herself is, the other woman's thick dark hair falling in damp, tousled waves around her shoulders, still slightly wet from all the time they had spent in the water that day. She can't seem to keep her mind from straying to alluring images of Olivia in her bathing suit, a classy black one-piece that is in stark contrast to her own bright turquoise bikini but hugs every single one of her boss' curves so perfectly, the beautiful swimsuit now disappointingly hidden beneath the older woman's shorts and T-shirt.

Amanda herself hadn't even bothered to throw clothes on over her bikini, just preferring to wrap her body in a towel after they had gotten the kids settled inside the car, before slumping gratefully into the passenger seat, glad that she isn't the one who has to make the long and arduous drive back to the city and hoping Olivia is up for the task. Noah had been just as energetic as Jesse was that day and Amanda is aware of just how wiped out the older woman is, although she can't help the slight sting of disappointment she feels at the way the day is coming to a close; figuring they will get the kids tucked into bed as soon as they get back to Olivia's apartment and then head to bed themselves instead of doing something else she has in mind.

She absentmindedly fingers the slippery material of her bikini bottoms beneath the towel she is snuggled in, the garment still slightly moist from her time in the water, and her gaze flickers over to Olivia once again, remembering how she had teased the brunette several times throughout the day and knowing full well that her boss had been checking her out, flattered and ecstatic at the attention she had been receiving, a low thrum of arousal simmering just below the surface of the silly flirtation. There seems to have been a distinct shift in mood between them lately, the friendship that had initially begun as two single mothers bonding over the joys and challenges of raising children slowly evolving into something else; something deeper and more ingrained that goes beyond the boundaries of a supportive and affectionate closeness between co-workers.

When Amanda had first become aware of this slow change between them, she had originally talked herself out of it, sure that she had been reading too much into things and that it was just her own feelings coming into play; her eagerness and desire to take things to the next level with a woman who should be entirely off-limits, lieutenant and detective most likely not suited to be together in any kind of a deeper capacity that goes beyond simple colleagues and friends. Amanda is very conscious of the possible conflict of interest if they are to take the next step together in this relationship that seems to be toeing the line more and more each day as they have become so intertwined in one another's lives, but she has never been much a rule-follower and figures that she's not about to start being a good girl now. Her friendship with Olivia, or whatever this relationship can be classified as, is nobody's business but their own.

She is beyond convinced now that these feelings are definitely not one-sided; certainly not after the older woman has spent the majority of the day staring lustfully at Amanda in her bikini while pretending not to, the brunette's poor attempts to feign disinterest in Amanda's beachwear only endearing Olivia to her even more. The corner of her lip lifts into a smile that she desperately tries to stifle as she thinks of Olivia not-so-subtly checking her out while she had been standing in the water and playing on the beach with the kids, and she is unsuccessful in controlling her grin as she recalls telling her lieutenant that she is welcome to help her out of the bikini after the kids go to bed.

"What's so amusing?" Olivia suddenly asks, breaking the peaceful silence in the car and causing Amanda to jump slightly in her seat in response. "You look like you're thinking some very interesting thoughts over there."

"Mmm hmm," Amanda murmurs under her breath, choosing not to elaborate on what exactly those thoughts entail.

"Care to share?" the older woman prods lightly, and Amanda can feel Olivia's curious gaze resting briefly upon her before the other woman turns her attention back to the road.

"No, not really," she responds in an offhand tone as she gives a flippant wave of her hand, very aware that this reply will likely get under her lieutenant's skin and trying to stifle another smile that is threatening to break loose.

"So you've suddenly gone shy on me, have you?" Olivia answers with a mixture of irritation and amusement in her tone. "That's funny because you certainly weren't shy about sharing your thoughts with me while we were at the beach."

"What thoughts were those, again? You'll have to remind me," Amanda teases lightly as she glances at her boss once more, Olivia looking a little more red in the face than she had earlier.

"You seem to be suffering from some short-term memory loss," Olivia replies dryly, and the irritation that has been apparent in her voice is becoming stronger now, along with a subtle hint of something else that lies beneath; something that has Amanda straightening up in her seat and shifting closer to the other woman.

"I know you're tired, Liv," she says mildly, reaching out to lay a hand on the brunette's arm as she drives and feeling the older woman's muscles jumping minutely under her touch. "It's been a long day and the kids have worn us both out. I think when we get back to your place, I'm just going to get out of this damp suit and go to bed. It's still quite wet and I just want to take it off."

There is a moment of dead silence in the vehicle and Amanda has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from grinning, as she is getting far too much enjoyment out of teasing the other woman. "I'm not that tired," Olivia finally responds in a somewhat disgruntled tone, and Amanda slides even closer in her seat, one eyebrow arching in question.

"So, what are you saying, Liv?"

She listens to Olivia clear her throat uncomfortably, the silence stretching out between them again as if the brunette is trying to find the right words to say, and there is something so endearing and adorable about her lieutenant's bashful hesitance. "I'm saying that if your earlier offer still stands, I might like to take you up on it..."

Amanda's heart is racing inside her chest and she feels a sudden array of goosebumps breaking out all over her body, her fingers tightening around the older woman's arm, unable to resist poking some fun one last time. "And what offer was that? Sorry, Liv, this short-term memory loss seems to be flaring up again."

"Amanda." Olivia sounds slightly breathless when she speaks now, the annoyance and desire in her tone seemingly fighting for dominance, and she finds herself squirming restlessly in the passenger seat, a coil of arousal simmering low inside her belly. "You know exactly which offer I'm talking about."

"The offer to help me out of my bikini and remove your distraction?" she answers in a deceptively calm voice, although the light sheen of sweat that is suddenly slicking her body is betraying that unruffled serenity.

"Yup, that's the one," Olivia replies evenly, her eyes fixed very firmly on the road and not straying over to Amanda as she begins to trace light circles across her lieutenant's forearm.

"I would like that very much, Liv," she murmurs softly, throwing another another quick glance over her shoulder to make sure the kids are still asleep, before leaning to the side and pressing a lingering kiss to the other woman's neck, letting her tongue dart out to taste the brunette's skin.

"Fuck, why is this traffic so damn bad?" Olivia abruptly bursts out in frustration, and a stunned giggle erupts from Amanda's throat as she pulls away to fix her boss with an incredulous expression, not used to hearing any kind of foul language from her.

"Liv, do you mind watching your mouth while our kids are in the car?" she asks in amusement, letting loose with another chuckle at her lieutenant's very uncharacteristic behavior and watching Olivia roll her eyes in response.

"Well, they're asleep, aren't they?" Olivia mutters with an aggrieved sigh. "Sorry, it's just that it seems to be taking forever to get home. We should have left earlier to beat the rush back to the city."

"Pretty eager to get me out of this swimsuit and into my birthday suit, are you?" Amanda laughs in reply, that simmering arousal rearing up into a giant wave that is threatening to engulf her entirely, her whole body humming with the anticipation of what is to come.

"Oh god, Amanda, I think we might have to put a halt to this conversation for now, okay?" Olivia's voice is thick with desire and somewhat choked up when she speaks, laced with an undertone of pure lust. "I really need to concentrate on the road here."

"Well, don't let me stop you from concentrating, Liv. I'll just sit here in my soaking wet bikini and wait patiently until we get back to your place so you can kindly remove it for me," Amanda says lightly, leaning her head down on the older woman's shoulder and grinning when she hears her boss heave another displeased and lustful sigh.

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"Well, that was quite a long day, huh?" Amanda groans weakly as she sprawls across the length of Olivia's couch in the living room, the clock ticking steadily toward midnight and her eyelids threatening to droop closed in fatigue.

The mood has taken another turn toward extreme exhaustion and domesticity, the flirty banter she had shared with the brunette on the way home from the beach swiftly disappearing as both Jesse and Noah had howled with cranky and overtired rage when they had been lifted out of their car seats and carried into the building, each woman weighed down with a shrieking child and various bits of beach paraphernalia as they had staggered upstairs to Olivia's unit. It had taken quite a bit longer than usual to get the kids settled into bed in Noah's room, the little boy perking up instantly when he remembered that he was about to have a sleepover with his best friend, and it had been practically impossible to settle them both down after he had gotten Jesse riled up with the excitement of sharing a room for the night, the two youngsters wrestling together and hopping up and down on the mattress and causing a bump on the head for Jesse that had resulted in even more screaming. After several stories and cups of water, the adults had finally been able to creep out of Noah's bedroom and Amanda had immediately thrown herself down onto Olivia's couch in relief while the older woman busied herself in the kitchen, preparing a light snack and trying to locate a bottle of wine.

True to her word, Amanda has yet to remove the turquoise bikini that is now completely dry, choosing to save that job for Olivia, but as the other woman enters the room with a plate of fruit and cheese and two glasses of red wine balanced in her hands, she is suddenly overcome with a wave of nervous doubt. They are both beyond exhausted from a day spent out in the boiling hot sun and chasing after two rambunctious youngsters, and as much as they have toed the line with each other lately, flirting and teasing back and forth, they have never actually taken the next step. It suddenly dawns on Amanda what a big deal this is; much bigger than it had seemed earlier in the day when she had casually suggested that Olivia remove her bathing suit for her once they got back to the apartment, immensely enjoying winding her boss up and watching Olivia squirm but knowing they definitely couldn't take things any further than the light and silly banter they were exchanging, the possibility of the two of them engaging in anything sexual seeming like a faraway dream when they had been at the crowded beach with their kids.

The reality of the current situation is becoming quite apparent to Amanda as she scrambles to sit up on the cushions, her back ramrod straight as the other woman sits down beside her on the couch and hands her one of the glasses of wine. She takes a giant gulp of the crimson liquid before setting it aside on the coffee table and staring uncertainly at Olivia as the brunette takes a large drink from her own glass, seemingly as nervous as Amanda herself is. They gaze at each other in contemplative silence for a moment, the probability of what is about to happen rendering them briefly speechless, before Olivia shifts closer to her on the cushions and gently takes one of Amanda's hands into her own.

"You know, if you want to rescind your offer, it's okay," the older woman assures her quietly, linking their fingers together and giving them a tender squeeze. "I know you're tired and this is a big step for us; a step we haven't really talked much about yet. It's okay to hold off for a little while, if that's what you would prefer."

"Is that what you want?" Amanda murmurs with a slightly arched eyebrow, trying to get an exact read on the other woman's state of mind and not wanting to overstep any boundaries if this is not something that Olivia wishes to do right now, her heart fluttering anxiously inside her chest as she awaits an answer. "Do you want to hold off for a little while? Because my offer still stands, you know."

She swallows hard when she sees the darkening of Olivia's eyes in response to her statement, the brunette's pupils dilating and a light blush spreading across her tanned cheeks, the lieutenant moving even closer on the couch until she is hovering right in front of Amanda, their gazes locked intently on one another as Olivia leans forward to press their lips softly together. Amanda hums delightedly in return, her nerves melting away bit by bit as she deepens the kiss, sliding a hand up to tangle into thick locks of brown hair and her tongue probing gently for access against Olivia's mouth. The brunette parts her lips to accept the welcome intrusion, the kiss becoming more heated as Amanda throws a leg over the taller woman's thighs and straddles her lap, Olivia's hands trailing around her quivering sides to run up and down her bare back, fingers brushing briefly against the ties to her bathing suit before pulling away again to trace wide circles across warm skin.

Amanda moans softly into Olivia's mouth at the other woman's sensuous touch on her willing and eager body, and she rolls her hips very slowly against the brunette's, her core tightening in response to her boss' answering moan as her palm comes to rest over top of one of Olivia's hands that has settled onto her hip. She entwines her fingers with the lieutenant's and guides them around her back again and up to the ties of the bikini once more, pulling away when the movement causes her arm to bend at an awkward angle behind her and leaving Olivia to do as she pleases. Amanda smiles against the older woman's mouth as they continue to kiss fervently, a sharp shiver running down her spine when she feels Olivia's fingers toying playfully with the knot at the center of her back before the strings of the bathing suit top give way. The taller woman's hand swiftly continues sliding up Amanda's heated skin, undoing the last of the ties at the base of her neck before the tiny scrap of turquoise is falling into Amanda's lap to pool there momentarily until it is swept carelessly onto the floor.

She leans slightly away from the brunette as her thighs tighten around Olivia's own, a dampness pooling at the juncture of her legs as they stare intensely at each other again, another low moan making its way out of Amanda's throat as she watches her boss' gaze roam leisurely down her body to focus upon small, pert breasts with a certain amount of reverence.

"God, you are so beautiful, Amanda," Olivia breathes in appreciation, and she ducks her head shyly in response, a dark blush coloring her cheeks before leaning forward to capture the other woman's lips with her own once more.

Olivia's hands are trailing up and down her sides again, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake before drifting around to the front of Amanda's overheated body and sliding up to gently cup a breast in each palm, thumbs grazing ever so slightly across erect pink buds and causing Amanda's back to arch sharply in response, her hips bucking hard into Olivia's. Their breathy moans are mingling together in the room now, the sounds of passion becoming louder with each passing minute, and Amanda knows they need to hold it down unless they want to risk waking the kids, but the overwhelming lust and desire she feels for the lieutenant is threatening to burst right out of her in an extremely loud explosion of noise.

"Fuck, Liv, I need more," she pants wildly into the brunette's mouth, her tongue swiping urgently against Olivia's as she again takes one of the older woman's hands into her own and guides it away from her breast and down her trembling body, over her ribs and the taut muscles of her stomach that are quivering with anticipation, gently holding the brunette's fingers between her legs before pulling away.

The deliciously painful ache that is pulsing frantically at her core is demanding to be relieved as Olivia cups her with a tender hand, fingers stroking very softly across the damp material of her bikini bottoms, and Amanda thrusting her hips firmly into the light pressure, desperate for a more solid touch than the other woman is currently giving her and moaning in encouragement when she feels a pinky finger slip beneath the crotch of the slippery garment to graze against bare skin.

"Oh, fuck," she gasps in pleasure as she grinds herself into Olivia's body, the lieutenant finally beginning to grace her with a firmer touch as another finger slides beneath the only remaining part of the swimsuit that she is still wearing, desperate to be free of the bikini bottoms that suddenly feel so confining and are an obnoxious barrier to the release she is craving, her distended bundle of nerves twitching with the need for contact.

"Mama, Jesse hit me with a pillow!"

The sudden sound of a childish voice ringing out through the quiet apartment makes them both jolt against each other in complete shock, Amanda flinging herself off of Olivia's lap and grabbing quickly at a checkered blanket that is resting across the back of the couch, her heart hammering madly in her chest at the unexpected interruption. She blinks slowly at Olivia like one coming out of a trance, her boss appearing just as surprised and disoriented as she herself feels, the older woman's dark eyes wide with desire and her plump lips parted and swollen as she emits ragged breaths of air.

"I thought they were asleep in there," Amanda grumbles in a low tone as she tries in vain to get her breathing under control, wiping an arm across a forehead that is beaded with sweat. "I didn't know they were having a damn pillow fight."

Olivia lets loose with a burst of laughter that is mingled with a groan of exasperation, and Amanda's eyelids flutter closed briefly as the older woman leans forward to plant a soft kiss of apology on her cheek. "I think we'll have to continue with this later," the brunette whispers regretfully into her ear and Amanda rolls her eyes in response, murmuring her agreement as she scrambles to find her discarded bikini top before the kids decide to make an appearance in the living room.

"Looks like you're gonna have to be distracted again, Liv," she smirks as she locates the tiny scrap of material and begins retying it, watching as Olivia's gaze focuses intently on the bathing suit once again, highly amused at her boss' inability to keep her eyes off of the turquoise bikini.

"It's okay," Olivia huffs in resignation as she holds out a hand to help Amanda to her feet, their fingers lacing together as they head back to Noah's room to calm their unruly children down for the night. "I can always remove the distraction again later."