A/N: Sorry I didn't get this up last night. We had a busy day and I was sucked into Quantico while trying to write. Hubby woke at 3 this morning with the stomach flu so I've spent the day pulling double duty. Sorry for the delay!

I'm so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. I wanted to explore Sam's overprotectiveness a bit and how it would translate into them being a couple. He knows she is capable of taking care of herself, but he loves her and he's always going to have that instinct. I'm so happy you all understood what I was trying to do. Look for a more intense Sam (because that's always hot) when they get back from vacation (hint: Luke is involved)

This chapter is loosely based on my own experience on the Moon Buggeys on our honeymoon. It was fun, but I was pretty sure we were going to die before we made it back. Also, to note, excursions on the islands are run by outside companies separate from the resorts. The resort acts as the middle man between the excursion group and the guests. This is important as it means you don't always get a five-star experience!

Nope, although if we crowdfund, maybe it could be?

Chapter 14

Friday

It was early Friday morning when the phone rang with Sam and Andy's courtesy wake-up call. Considering they had only gone to bed a few hours earlier, the call was not well received even though it was for good reason. Andy was trying to coerce a reluctant Sam out of bed.

"Sam, come on. We need to get up before we miss our sunrise," she said, continuing to shake him.

"Shh, McNally. Too early, horses later" Sam mumbled, wrapping an arm around Andy and trying to pull her back down to him.

"Nope," replied Andy, popping the 'p'. "We have to be on the beach in 25 minutes. We can come back here and nap when this is over. Come on Sam, please?" she asked. She knew it was a late night, and in retrospect, she should have booked this for Saturday or Sunday morning, but it was too late to change things.

Grumbling, Sam finally sat up, wiping sleep from his eyes. Andy smiled and kissed him before hopping out of bed and heading for the bathroom. By the time she came out, Sam had made them coffee using the small coffee maker on the minibar. It was tiny, enough for one cup each, but the coffee did its' job. Sam stumbled towards the bathroom and within 15 minutes they were both ready and headed to the beach.

"I'm sorry I was a grump," Sam told Andy, pulling her close. It was pre-dawn and the sky was a beautiful shade of blue. Sam knew they were in for a gorgeous sunrise and he was happy to share it with Andy. Sure, they had shared many a sunrise while working the graveyard shift back home. Sometimes, if it was a slow night, he would even park the squad in the lot of the local park. The lot was at the top of a hill, and they were able to watch the sunrise over the city. It was always beautiful, but this time it seemed to hold more weight. He smiled at the thought as he pulled her closer.

They made it to the beach just in time. There were five other couples and two instructors, Jake and Isabelle. The horses were beautiful Saddlebreds. There were five brown, three black, and two palominos. Jake and Isabelle went through a quick demonstration of how the equipment worked and how to saddle up. They asked if anyone had ever been on a horse before. Besides Andy and Sam, two other people, a couple to their left, also raised their hands. Nodding, Isabelle asked about their experience.

The other couple were equestrians and had been on their college team. That was also where they met. They were down here on their honeymoon and when they saw there was a horseback riding excursion, they jumped at the chance. Isabelle turned to Sam and Andy. Andy explained that they were both Toronto Police Officers and had taken part in Mounted Unit Training. She explained that they both had not spent much time on a horse, but they knew the basics as well as some tactical moves. Isabelle nodded, smiling.

"Well officers, I assure you the only thing you will need to worry about is how to make your horse stop." Everyone laughed. They all began putting on their equipment and before long the group was mounted. Sam was on a young brown mare, while Andy had one of the palominos. He was beautiful and both horses were very calm. Jose and Isabelle mounted their own horses and explained they would be walking down the beach for a few miles, stopping to watch the sunrise, and walking back. The entire trip would take about 90 minutes. You are free to dismount to watch the sunset, there are horse stocks on the beach for you to use. We also have blankets. New riders, please follow closely, experienced riders, feel free to spread out a little. Jose and I will be around to help if you need it. These horses are highly trained and make this trek on a daily basis. They do not spook easily, so you should have no problems, however it does help to relax. Everyone ready?" the group nodded, "Okay then, follow me!" Isabelle began trotting down the beach on her horse. Sam and Andy followed. Andy noticed Sam did not seem as comfortable on his horse as she thought he would.

"You okay over there?" she asked.

"Yeah, fine, you?" Sam tried.

"Feeling good… you don't look so comfortable though," she told him, frowning. She had thought he would like this, maybe horses weren't the best idea.

"Oh Andy, no, I love this really, it's just that… horses make me nervous. Remember how Frank got on you guys about how terrible your first day went? Well, let's just say my entire training was Sam and Andy followed. Andy noticed Sam did not seem as comfortable on his horse as she thought he would.

"You okay over there?" she asked.

"Yeah, fine, you?" Sam tried.

"Feeling good… you don't look so comfortable though," she told him, frowning. She had thought he would like this, maybe horses weren't the best idea.

"Oh Andy, no, I love this really, it's just that… horses make me nervous. Remember how Frank got on you guys about how terrible your first day went? Well, let's just say my entire training was your first day." Sam chuckled remembering how terrible things had gone. He and his horse did not get along from the start, which made the training very long and arduous.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Andy asked him, trying to hold back a grin. Sam had always seemed to be naturally good at all things cop. In an odd way, it was nice to hear there was something he wasn't so great at.

Sam shrugged, pulling back on the reigns to slow his horse down just enough so they were trotting even with Andy. "You never asked and Frank was nice enough not to mention that day he rode you about it. I didn't think it would ever come up since Mounted training is only something Rookies do. But honestly, I love this. My horse is as calm as can be and I love being here, with you." Sam smiled.

They rode in comfortable silence and a few miles later they arrived at their sunrise spot. They could just see the sky becoming a light blue on the horizon and knew they arrived just in time. Sam and Andy dismounted and tied their horses to the stocks. They grabbed a blanket and moved a little away from the other couples. Jose and Isabelle told them they didn't have to sit together for the sunrise. Sam held Andy close and kissed her temple as the sun began to come up over the ocean. The sight was indescribable. Brilliant shades of yellow, orange, and blue. The white sand beach and palm trees perfectly silhouetted in the sun's rays. It was breathtaking. The beach was silent. Everyone was mesmerized by the beauty of the moment. Sam looked down and caught Andy's eye with his own. They stared at each other for a moment and as the sun rose over the horizon, they came together for a soft, slow kiss. Unbeknownst to them, Jose and Isabelle were stationed a few yards behind the couples, snapping pictures, capturing the beautiful, intimate moments for each of the couples. They continued to sit, heads together, for the duration of the sunrise, sharing kisses and soft "I love you's" only they could hear.

About 20 minutes later, Jose and Isabelle rejoined the group and announced it was time to begin heading back. Reluctantly, Sam and Andy stood and put their blanket back in the basket next to the stocks. They suited back up and mounted their horses once more.

The ride back was pleasant and Sam and Andy stopped a few times and pulled their horses close enough to snap a few pics of themselves together and separately. Jose and Isabelle also got shots of each couple leaning in for kisses. When they arrived back on Hard Rock property they were able to get a few more pictures with their horses. As they returned their riding equipment, they were each handed a card. "In about three hours, take this card to one of the Kodak kiosks in the main building. You will be able to see all of the pictures from your trip this morning. We hope you enjoyed the sunrise and have a wonderful time during the duration of your stay!" Jose and Isabelle waved them off.

Sam and Andy walked along the beach and were just heading for the exit when they spotted a familiar face. "Hey!" Sam called to Oliver and Zoe, who were lounging on two chairs at the edge of the beach bar area.

"Good morning," Oliver called back. "Enjoy your horseback ride?" He couldn't help but give a little chuckle. Oliver had done the Mounted Unit training with Sam and would never forget the experience. He, of course, had been a natural.

"It was definitely better than that Mounted Unit training we did, brother" Sam answered, laughing. They chatted for a few minutes, learning that Zoe and Oliver had the same idea as Andy, only without the horses. "You two staying down here?" Oliver asked.

"Actually, buddy, I think we are headed back to the room for a little. I need to relax before we do our next excursion," Sam admitted.

"Late nights catching up to you, old man?" Oliver teased. In reality, his wife had to drag him out of bed. Zoe was used to running on little sleep. Being a full-time housewife and police wife came with many responsibilities… and worries.

"Watch who you're calling old, brother. If I recall, you are almost a full year older." Sam reminded his best friend.

"Almost only counts in horseshoes my friend," Oliver laughed. "Anyway, go, enjoy your nap."

Sam pulled Andy close and nuzzled her neck, Andy laughed. "Oh, I will pal, I will" Sam turned and guided Andy off the beach, hearing Oliver yelling "That's not what I meant, Sam! I did NOT need to know that!" Sam and Andy laughed and headed for Sam's room.

When they arrived, Sam threw the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on and collapsed into bed, pulling Andy down with him. She rolled over to face him, thinking he would kiss her and make himself comfortable, but was shocked when she felt his lips on her neck and his hands roaming up under her shirt.

"Saaammm," Andy whined. "I thought you wanted to sleep?" she asked, only half serious.

"Mmmhmmm… want you first" Sam mumbled into her skin. Andy smiled. Before she knew what was happening, she felt Sam lift her arms and slide her tank top over her head. Deciding to help him out, Andy reached behind and undid her bra. Sam growled appreciatively. His lips found her nipple, sucking her breast into his mouth, he swirled her nipple with is tongue as Andy sucked in her breath. He leaned back just long enough to blow on her nipple before drawing it back into his mouth. Andy threw her head back and groaned. She would never tire of this, of the way Sam made her feel. As he drew her other nipple into his mouth, Andy gripped his hair, holding him to her. He smiled against her breast, his hands already working at the button on her shorts. When he opened it, he wasted no time in pulling her shorts and panties off her delicious legs, his fingers working their way back up her creamy thighs until he found her core. He swirled a finger around her bundle of nerves before plunging two fingers inside her. Andy gasped and brought his lips back to hers as he worked his fingers in and out of her, gentle at first, but with her prodding, he began a faster, rougher pace.

Andy was frantic. She pulled and clawed and managed to get Sam undressed quickly. When his ministrations became too much she began to wimper, "Sam…please," Sam shook his head, drawing her in for long kissed, "I want to feel you come for me first" he told her, moving his hand so his thumb pressed on her nerve bundle. He began to slowly swirl his thumb over the mound, a stark contrast to the pace he was moving his fingers in and out of her body. It was too much for Andy and she tumbled over the edge. Sam kept his hand firmly in place as she rode out her orgasm, shaking, screaming his name. When she couldn't take it any longer, she wiggled underneath him so she could line them up.

Smiling at her tenacity, Sam moved his hand and plunged deep inside her. He moaned her name as he felt her warm walls grab onto him, as if never wanting to let go. They set a frantic, almost maniacal pace, both of them wanting each other harder, faster. Andy pulled herself up on her elbows and took Sam's nipple into her mouth, the effect was too much for Sam and with a "holy shit" she sent him over the edge, following close behind. They both came down, holding each other and trying to catch their breath. Andy giggled.

"Tired, huh? I'm not sure this is what Oliver thought you had in mind when you told him you wanted to come back here and sleep," she teased.

"Sweetheart, if this is what Oliver had in mind, then I don't want to know" Sam laughed, kissing her before pulling her down onto his chest. They had a few hours before they needed to be out front of the resort for their next adventure. Sam closed his eyes, fingers playing with Andy's hair while she played with the small hairs on his chest. They both fell asleep, arms wrapped around each other and satisfied smiles on their faces.

A few hours later Sam and Andy stood in front of the resort with about twenty other people, an old, rickety looking bus pulled in front of their area. Moon Buggey Adventures was painted across the side. A man stepped off the bus and took a roster from a resort concierge. He stepped forward and announced,

"Hello, my name is Juan. We are going to board the bus and drive about five minutes to the Moon Buggey site. Please give me your name so I can check you off my list. Sam and Andy moved forward with the rest of the crowd and about ten minutes later they were winding their way around the resorts long driveway and out to the main road. They had a small scare when they reached the main road and nearly collided with a bus bringing resort guests back to Hard Rock. Sam and Andy eyed each other. What had Andy gotten them into?

They reached their destination and stepped off the bus, stopping in front of what looked like an old plane hangar. They followed Juan around the back where a few hangar bays were opened up. The 'Moon Buggeys' lined the hangar, ready for their excursion. They were instructed to sit along a bench where Juan and his assistant Angel went over the instructions and handed out waivers. In the event any of them were injured or their buggeys damaged, they assumed responsibility. Andy hesitated, not sure how legitimate this was, a woman to her right noticed and whispered, "it will be fine, this is standard. My husband and I have vacationed on every island excursions like this always have waivers" nodding, Andy gave the woman a smile and finished her form.

Once everyone had filled out their paperwork and were fitted for helmets, they were led to the buggeys. Sam and Andy had already decided to ride separately, thinking it would be fun to push each other. Besides, they rode together at least 10 hours a day at home. The buggeys, Andy noticed, were nothing more than souped up golf carts. Smiling, she climbed in and got hers started. Once everyone was strapped in their buggey Juan told them they would be following him down the road about a quarter mile to the entrance to the beach jungle. They would be riding a path cut through the beach vegetation for a few miles, than work their way back.

Sam and Andy took off after Juan. The buggeys were old and stuttered a lot. Andy was beginning to feel like maybe this wasn't the best idea when she caught a glimpse of Sam. He had a huge smile on his face, and Andy knew he was enjoying this. They rode along a dirt road, past a small, coastal town. Andy noticed a few of the locals watching as they rode. Her instincts kicked in and she knew this was probably not a place they wanted to get stuck. Feeling her buggey jump gears, she pressed on, willing it to make it to the jungle. When they reached the opening to the beach Juan signaled for everyone to pull over. He explained they would be going through an all-terrain course and the trip would be very bumpy and full of hills. He explained that if anyone broke down or went off course, they were to stop and either throw their hands up or yell. Angel would be on the course with them and either he or Juan would come back to help. They were told they would stop about halfway through to get out of the buggeys and walk around for a few minutes, but they were to not let the buggeys out of their sight and stop for no reason otherwise.

They started on their course and Juan had not been kidding about the bumps. The buggeys were outfitted with large wheels, capable of handling the trek through the sand, however, they did not do so well on hill and valleys. More than once, Andy bottomed out after taking a hill to fast. Sam, who was in front of her was a natural. He seemed to not only know when to speed up and slow down, but he also knew what angle to hit the hill that would cause him to sail over it, going airborne for a second. She caught sight of those dimples on the curves and knew he was having a great time. Her buggey seemed to be moving slower than normal and other drivers were passing her. She was just about to head into a turn when her buggey seemed to die on the spot. Acting on instinct, Andy threw the gear into neutral and gently held onto the brake as the buggey veered off course from the force of the landing, sending her fifty yards or so into the beach jungle. "Just great' thought Andy. She could just barely make out the course behind her. She turned the key a few times, hitting the gas. Nothing. She turned in her seat and began to yell for help, hoping Angel had at least seen her veer off the road or was lagging behind enough to hear her. The buggeys moved at a good enough clip that Sam would be at least another quarter mile down the trail.

Andy yelled for a few minutes and stopped, sighing. Not a single person in sight. She was stuck.

Meanwhile, Sam was having the time of his life. The Moon Buggeys were jerky but fun. It had been a long time since Sam had done any kind of off-roading and it was usually on dirt bikes or atv's. He glimped back at Andy whenever he was able to see her reaction and try to let her know he was loving this. After going over a particularly steep and sharp turn, Sam looked back but didn't see Andy. At first he thought she just slowed down and one of the other buggeys passed her. He figured her competitive nature probably meant that she was pissed. Sam chuckled to himself, but as the trail opened into a wide, straight clearing he noticed none of the buggeys behind him were Andy's. Up ahead Juan had pulled over and stopped, signaling everyone else to do the same. Sam rode his buggey up to Juan.

"I think something's wrong. I don't see my girlfriend, she had been right behind me and now she's not." Sam told the man.

"Not to worry, sometimes these things stall out when they land too hard, I'm sure she's just catching up. We will be stopping here anyway. If she doesn't come in a few minutes I will radio for Angel. One of the other buggeys had a dead battery so he towed the cart and passengers back to the shop to get them a new one." Juan seemed pretty calm, like this was completely normal. While Sam recognized that for them it probably was, for him it was not normal. He needed to know where Andy was, that she was okay.

Sam went back to his buggey and moved it back to his spot in the lineup. He got back out and began to pace, constantly looking down the trail for Andy.

"Excuse me, you looking for the pretty brunette?" The rider behind him asked.

"Yes! My girlfriend and partner, have you seen her? Sam asked, hopeful.

"Yeah, we went flying by her, I'm having a hard time keeping this under control and I couldn't stop. It looked like she ran into some sort of engine trouble and veered off the path right at that steep hill we took. Maybe a quarter mile back? I don't know how far she went into the jungle. It seemed like she was trying to regain control or at least slow down the speed of the cart," the man told him.

Sam nodded, and despite his worry, he couldn't help but smile. Andy's police instinct had clearly taken over and she tried to get out of the way while maintaining control of her vehicle, something they trained on over and over at the academy.

The man must have mistaken his smile for a nervous one, "She didn't look hurt, if that's what you're worried about. I just don't know how far into the jungle she made it before she stopped. I think if she had struck anything she we would have heard that."

"We definitely would have heard the crash," Sam agreed, letting out a breath. It was good to think she was at least okay. "Sorry, I should probably add that she's a police officer. We both are. From Toronto." Sam told the man. "What you saw were her cop instincts kicking in. She was making sure she wasn't in a position to hit anyone. We train for things like this." Sam explained.

"Oh wow, well I guess it's a good thing she knew what to do!" the man exclaimed. "I'm sure they will find her and she will be fine," he tried reassuring Sam.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're right" Sam agreed, trying to convince himself. He went to tell Juan what the man had said. Maybe this would help them find Andy.

Meanwhile, Andy was angry. She did not want to ruin this day for Sam. He had made sure his night for her was perfect. Of course this would have to happen when she went to do something special for him. Knowing Sam, he was worried and pressuring Juan to break protocol and come find her. The idea made her laugh a little bit. She could only imagine if this happened and they were at home in Toronto. Sam would have half the force out. She was debating whether to head for the trail. She didn't want to leave the cart alone, figuring this area was probably a high traffic area and someone stumbling upon an abandoned golf cart was unlikely to just leave it alone. However, she noticed there were other Moon Buggey groups for the day and while they seemed to stagger their starting times, Andy didn't want to get on the trail only to get run over. Just as she was debating a pro and con list in her mind she heard a rustling noise coming from deeper in the jungle. Andy didn't move a muscle. She wasn't sure what she heard and she wanted all of her senses to be able to help her out. She heard it again, closer. A man, a local from the way he was dressed, emerged from the brush. He stared at Andy, she noticed a machete in his hand, "he must have been whacking his way through the brush," she thought.

Andy decided to speak first. "Hello," she said tentatively, hoping he understood her.

"Hello," the man said slowly. He seemed to be eyeing her up. Andy was a bit nervous. She had heard stories of people being accosted when traveling to the islands. They were told upon check-in not to leave the resort alone. Andy hoped there would be no trouble.

"Are you okay?" the man asked, speaking very slowly. Andy noticed he took time to try to pronounce each word, English was not his first language.

"Yes, my cart died" she told the man. "I'm waiting for my boyfriend and tour guides, they should be on their way" she added for good measure. She wasn't sure what the man was doing out here, but she hoped whatever it was didn't have to do with her. She noticed he was carrying a bag in his other hand, what looked like a banana was sticking out.

"Picking fruit?" Andy asked, pointing to the bag and then the trees to help him understand. The man followed her movement and nodded. He pulled a green banana like fruit out of his bag, "Plantain," he told her.

Andy nodded. He used the machete to hack his way through the brush and to knock down bunches of plantains. As she began to relax a bit, trying to think of a way to ask him for help, she heard the sound of carts and a familiar voice.

"Andy," Sam called, "Andy can you hear me? Where are you? Andy!" He called. Juan had radioed to Angel who told him they were just making their way back with the next bunch of riders. This made Sam worried. If Andy decided to ditch the cart and walk the trail, it was possible they would run right into her. The trail was tough and it would be very easy to hit someone walking alongside. Sam decided he couldn't wait anymore.

"We can't wait any longer. I get it if you can't leave the group, but she's my girlfriend and my partner. We're cops. I'm not leaving this beach without her," Sam told Juan.

Juan nodded, seeing the fire and intensity in Sam's eyes. "Okay, I will have everyone else stay put and we'll go back and get her. We can tow her vehicle here and she can ride with you the rest of the trip. We will come back for the cart later." Sam agreed and they set off in search of Andy.

"Sam?" Andy shouted back. "I'm in the brush! Maybe fifty yards. I entered at the bottom of that steep hill," she shouted as loud as she could, hoping he would hear. The machete yielding man stayed where he was, watching Andy yell. A few minutes later, Andy could make out two carts coming through the brush. Sam was in front of Juan's cart and as he reached her, he killed the engine and ran towards her. He stopped for a moment when he got just in front of her, just smiling. Without warning, Andy launched herself into Sam's arms. He laughed and pulled her in for a kiss.

:"Trail too boring for ya? Had to make things more exciting?" Sam joked.

"Very funny, my cart died coming down the hill. I didn't know what else to do!" Andy laughed. I threw it in neutral and tried not to take out anything on my way into the brush. I waited here hoping someone would come and nothing. I was debating whether to stay put or start walking when I heard a noise and he showed up, Andy nodded towards the man standing in the brush with them. Sam noticed the machete and stiffened, trying to put himself between Andy and the man.

"Sam, it's okay" Andy hissed, realizing what was going on. Juan wasn't even paying attention, too busy looking at the problem and tying the rope from his cart to Andy's.

"Sam, really. He is just a local out here picking fruit. See the bag? He speaks little English but I was able to figure out he uses the machete to help get through the brush and the plantains off the tree," Andy pointed.

"She's right," Juan finally spoke up. Miguel here likes his plantains a bit sweeter than most. Sweeter ones tend to grow out here on the beach, closer to the water. Vegetation is really overgrown so the machete helps get through. Juan spoke to Miguel in Spanish. Miguel nodded and replied. He waved to Andy and Sam and set off again.

"Miguel is infamous around here. He likes to watch the tourists drive by and wave. Your battery is dead. Nothing you could have done. Probably needs to be replaced instead of restarted. I will tow the cart and Andy you can join Sam in his." Andy nodded and hopped in next to Sam. They sped back to meet the rest of the group. Juan dropped off Andy's cart on the side of the trail, out of the way from other carts. He instructed everyone to get back in and get going. The next excursion wouldn't be far behind and they tried to keep them separated. The rest of the trip was fun, Andy even managed to snap some funny pictures of she and Sam riding through the beach jungle. Once they got back to the hangar and loaded the bus back to the resort, Andy reached for Sam's hand, putting her head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry about today. I wanted this to be fun and special for you, I didn't mean to mess things up, I swear." Andy told him. Sam laughed into her head, kissing her temple. "Today was awesome and you didn't mess anything up," he reassured her. I got to beat you at something and rescue you all in the same trip," he winked. Andy elbowed him in the side, laughing. They returned to the resort and decided to hit the lunch buffet. They missed breakfast and were starving. Once finished, they decided to head back to the room, grab suits, and hit the pool.

"I think I want to shower first though," Andy informed Sam. "I'm gross from the jungle," she added. 'You know, I think I could use a shower myself," Sam told her, leaning down to nibble on her neck.

"Oh really?" Andy laughed. Sam nodded and opened the door to the suite. He gently guided her into the bathroom and began relieving her of her clothes. Andy giggled. He was insatiable.

"Haven't had enough?" she asked him, her own hands currently helping him out of his shorts.

He pulled back and looked at her "McNally, I promise you, I will never have enough" he said. She smiled and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Breaking away, she went and started up the shower. No sooner had she stepped inside she felt a pair of hands on her waist and the next thing she knew she was being bent over the stone seat. Squealing, Andy widened her stance a bit, giving Sam a better angle. She reached behind and finding him, she stroked him several times until he couldn't take it. The stream of the water against his back and the cool stone under his feet along with a naked Andy bent in front of him was too much. He stepped forward and entered her, moaning as he bottomed out. Andy arched her back giving him a better angle to go impossibly deeper. He found she liked it when he went as deep as possible. He would surely not deny her of that pleasure. Sam began to pound in and out of her, as Andy reached down to cup his balls. The sensation almost had Sam seeing stars. He steadied himself with one hand and used the other to reach around front, rolling Andy's clit between his thumb and forefinger. After a few moments, he felt her stiffen at his touch and knew she was close. He felt the familiar tugging sensation in his pelvis and knew he was right there with her.

He picked up an already fast pace, a few more thrusts sent both of them over the edge, their orgasms hitting at once, like a freight train. Something about being in the shower made their orgasms more intense. Andy stood up and turned around, only Sam wasn't quite finished. He knelt in front of her and pushed his tongue into her, lapping her up. Andy was so taken back and the sensation of his wet tongue and the water so great, she had to sit down. She lowered herself onto the stone seat as Sam opened her legs wider. He tongue running circles over her clit, up and down her folds and inside, licking her, tasting all she had to give. Andy screamed in pleasure, as she felt another orgasm building. Sam kept going until he felt Andy's legs begin to quiver.

"That's it baby, cum for me again," he coaxed her, sliding he tongue inside once more. He pulled out and ran it over her clit, her second orgasm crashing around her like a giant wave. He stayed put until he lapped her up, finally standing up and pulling her off the seat and into a heated kiss. They finished their shower, dressed in their suits and decided to head to the pool.

Jerry, Traci, Noelle, Frank, Zoe, Oliver, Gail, and Chris greeted them. Dov and Sue were not yet back from their spa session.

"Hey you two! How was your Moon Buggey trip?" Oliver asked, handing them each a drink.

"Hey brother, it was… interesting," Sam couldn't help but look at Andy and smirk. Oliver especially would find this hilarious. "Seems our McNally here has bad luck even in other countries. Her cart's battery died when we were out in the beach jungle. We had to go rescue her." He chuckled. Andy just shook her head.

"My chance to do something nice and special and of course something bad would have to happen," she told the group. They all laughed. Knowing Sam, he wouldn't consider this bad.

"It wasn't bad. It was an adventure," Sam told her, pulling her in for a kiss. She just laughed and shook her head. "Well, I'm glad you saw it that way and I'm glad you liked it," she told him. "So, what did we miss?" she asked, hoping to let the subject drop.

"Oh, not much." Gail answered. We were on the way back from lunch and saw they were doing sign-ups for an interactive show in the theater tonight. They are playing The Newlywed Game."

Andy grinned, "Awesome. Did you sign Oliver and Zoe up? I can't wait to see this!" she told them, excitedly.

"I'm glad you said that, McNally," Oliver told her, a shit eating grin on his face. "You and Sammy are joining us on stage!" he told her.

"What?!" Sam asked "umm brother, I think you've had one too many drinks, brother. McNally and I are not married. We've only been a couple for four days!" he reminded the group.

"I know. The resort likes to do a few rounds of the game, using groups and pitting them against each other. We explained that we were the only married couple, but that didn't matter. So it's me and Zoe, you and McNally, and Jerry and Traci." Oliver told them.

"I think it's going to be hilarious," Gail spoke up. "My money is on McSwarek," she added, a gleam in her eye. "I'll take that bet" Noelle chimed in, "because while I'm sure Sammy and McNally know more about each other than we realize, my pal Oliver here has been married for almost fifteen years. He's got this in the bag," she and Ollie high-fived.

A few more bets were made and the gang decided to try Impanema, the Brazilian Steakhouse for dinner before heading to the show. They stayed at the pool a little longer, drinking and teasing each other about the night's activity. Things were going to get interesting for the coppers of fifteen.

As Andy and Sam headed back to Sam's room to get changed, Sam leaned in and whispered, "are you excited about tonight?"

"I am," Andy told him. "I hope we know enough about each other," she added, knowing that for everything she did know about Sam, there was a lot of his life that was still shrouded in mystery.

Back in the room, Sam and Andy sat facing each other on the bed. "I think we'll be fine. I've seen this show on tv, the questions are pretty standard." He assured her, playing with her hair.

"Well just in case, I think we should talk," Andy told him.

"I'm an open book, McNally," Sam said, ignoring the snort from his partner, "what do you want to know?"

"Hmm… said Andy leaning in to nuzzle her nose with his, "favorite ice cream."

"What? Of all the questions to ask before a game show you ask this? No. No one asks that on The Newlywed Game," he told her shaking his head.

"Yes they do! Besides, everyone has a favorite," she told him.

"Pistachio," Sam answered, waiting for her response.

"Except that," Andy retorted, pulling back to look at him. "No one likes pistachio."

"I do," Sam said shrugging. He knew by the look in her eye she wasn't going to give up without an explanation. Sam sighed. This isn't the kind of conversation he wanted to have on vacation. He didn't want to lie though, "when I was six, I went to visit my father at Pennhurst. I had never met the man and I was nervous," he said, finally looking her in the eye, she took his hand and remained silent as he continued, "he asked the guard for a bowl of Pistachio ice cream. We ate it, and suddenly I wasn't so nervous anymore." Sam shrugged.

Andy smiled and leaned in to give Sam a sweet kiss. "Thank you for sharing that. I know you are a very private guy and that had to be difficult. I appreciate it. It was a good story." Andy told him.

Sam nodded. "Now you know," he told her, standing up. "No more family talk. It's depressing. What do you say we get ready and you can think of other questions they might ask."

"Sounds good, I'm actually excited, we're going to destroy them!" Andy exclaimed, her competitive nature kicking in.

Sam laughed and followed her to the bathroom. Letting her in wasn't as hard as he thought, and he was actually feeling happy about sharing that with him. It was going to be an interesting night, he decided.