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She doesn't need to get up for shift for another hour, but she's feeling all kinds of restless and she can't sleep. She lets herself toss and turn for another ten minutes before she eventually gets out of bed and makes her way to the kitchen.
After taking a thorough stock of the refrigerator, she decides that she's going to make omelets for breakfast. She chops up some green peppers and onions, grates a bit of cheese and dices up a couple pieces of ham before she works on breaking the eggs.
As she is whisking them, she suddenly feels a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist and a chin resting on her shoulder.
"Morning," he says in that low, slightly hoarse, morning voice of his.
"Morning," she replies with a smile as he starts to place a few kisses from her neck to her collarbone. "Mm…" she says at his touch. She feels the smile against his skin and he kisses her a couple more times until he gets to her shoulder.
"Making us breakfast, McNally?" He asks. And she can't see, but she can hear the grin in his voice.
That's when she decides to turn around to face him. She wraps her arms around his neck as he leans in to give her a proper kiss her.
"You know, waking up without you in my bed is a kind of disappointing start to my day," he tells her when they pull away.
"Oh yeah?" She says with a laugh.
"Pretty much," he smirks.
"Hm… Well, let's see if we can turn it around," she flirts as her hands travel down his body.
"I think it's probably salvageable," he grins as his fingers sneak up under her shirt. He quickly pulls it over her head and tosses it aside before starting to kiss her neck once again. His hands are immediately all over her and it's making it a little bit hard to concentrate. And then her breath gets caught in her throat as his fingers start to travel lower and lower and lower.
And then she wakes up.
She immediately sits up in her bed, still panting a bit.
Jesus.
She just dreamt about…
Jesus.
What is wrong with her?
Yeah, they shared that steamy kiss on New Year's Eve, and yeah, she's been kind of thinking about it a lot more than she should, but they were drunk and it was midnight. They're supposed to be friends.
God, seriously- what is wrong with her?
She needs a cold shower. Like now.
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"You okay?" He asks over breakfast. And of course he decided to make omelets. Seriously, this kind of thing would only happen to her.
"Huh?" She asks, jumping out of her haze. She just can't stop thinking about that dream. The way his hands felt on her. The way he kissed her. The things he said. And it seemed like they were… together. And it was kind of…nice.
Jesus.
"You're being really quiet," he comments.
"Oh… just tired," she shrugs, unable to look at him. Yeah, she's having a lot of trouble looking at him right now. She's sure that if he looks in her eyes, he'll know that she was dreaming about him. And if she looks in his eyes… well, she's not sure what she'll do.
"You sleep okay?" He asks.
"Yeah. Fine," she replies.
"Okay…" he says, obviously not believing her. "The omelet okay? You're not really eating," he notices.
"Um yeah, it's good," she tells him as she takes a few big bites. It's just that with every bite, she is instantly taken back to her dream.
"You sure?" He asks. And she can hear the worry in his voice and it just makes her feel guilty. She knows she's acting weird, but she just can't help it. She just needs to get away from him for a little while.
That's when she picks up her phone and sends a quick text to Traci.
Rescue me.
"Yeah, it's delicious. Thanks for making breakfast," she says with a smile as she chances looking up at him. And she can immediately feel him studying her eyes, so she looks back down and takes another bite of her omelet.
"Got any plans before shift?" He wonders, after a few minutes of silence. They're working the night shift tonight, so they've got more than a few hours to kill.
"I think I'm going to hang out with Traci," she mentions. And right on cue, she receives a text from her best friend.
On my way.
Andy lets out a sigh of relief before she even realizes she does it.
"Okay… Need a ride?" He asks.
"No, she's coming to pick me up. I better go get dressed. Thanks for breakfast!" she says as she gobbles up the rest of her omelet, jumps out, puts her plate in the dishwasher and darts out of the kitchen, leaving a confused Sam Swarek sitting at the table.
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"Okay, so what happened?" Traci asks as Andy gets settled in the passenger seat of her car.
"Huh?" Andy replies.
"Why'd you need to get rescued? Swarek being an ass?" Traci wonders.
"No, no… I um… I just needed to get out of there," Andy says uneasily.
"Why?"
"Okay. I'm uh. I'm going to tell you something, but you can't make fun of me or laugh or say I told you so," Andy warns.
"Okay…" Traci agrees, suspiciously.
"I… I had this… dream about Sam last night," Andy explains as her face starts to turn a little pink.
Traci does her best to school her features, but Andy can see the amusement cross her face. "Um… wow," Traci says. "What happened? In the dream?"
And exhales loudly and begins to explain. "I was making omelets for breakfast and he walked in the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me," she says, pausing for dramatic effect. "And he started telling me that waking up without me in his bed was a crappy start to the day… and then I told him I'd make it up to him," she says with another dramatic pause. "And then we kind of started kissing and undressing each other and then I woke up," she tells her.
"Wow."
"Yeah… and then he actually made omelets for breakfast!" Andy exclaims.
Traci starts to laugh and after Andy glares at Traci for a good minute, she eventually joins in and starts to laugh, too. It is actually pretty funny.
"It's just a dream, right? It doesn't have to mean anything," Andy rationalizes when the laughing finally dies down.
"C'mon Andy. It means something," Traci disagrees.
"We spend so much time together; he's obviously attractive… it's not so crazy that I would have a dream like this," Andy reasons. "In high school, I had a dream that I made out with one of my best friends and I wasn't attracted to him or anything… it was just a dream. This kind of thing just happens sometimes… It isn't a big deal," she says, trying her best to convince herself.
"Andy, you want Swarek… why are you still fighting it?" Traci asks as she pulls into their favorite coffee shop.
Andy considers it for a moment and then exhales. "I… I don't know," she admits.
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I know it's short, but I hope you enjoyed it all the same. The next chapter will be much longer, I promise!
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