A/N: I know a lot of you think that Andy has made it too easy for Sam, but just think about how Sam was on the show. He basically pined away for her for 2 years and as soon as she made a move he was there! So I think Andy can do that for 4 months!

Here we go..lucky number 13 (:

I finished class a little before 11:00. Having two classes on a Monday night definitely made me hate Monday's as much as the next person but it was necessary! I was on my way back home and when I got there I knew what I had to do. I had to go into his house and 'talk' to him. About what? I had no idea! To say I was nervous was an understatement, I had a feeling but I couldn't figure out if it was good or bad. Basically I just needed to get there and find out what the hell was going on! Our 'talks' rarely ended well, they usually ended with fighting or me being completely and totally embarrassed. Then I had to talk myself into staying and not running away from him...the never ending cycle that had become my life. Was it so bad if I just really wanted it to all come to an end?

When I arrived home I went upstairs to my room to put my books away. I looked in the mirror to make sure I didn't look horrific and took a much needed deep breath. I was nervous, like my legs were shaking nervous. I ran my fingers through my hair and tried to get the black out from underneath my eyes. Trying to impress someone at 11:30 at night when you had been awake since before 7 was never a good idea. I was on the edge of looking like a complete and total train wreck. Once I was finally satisfied with the way I looked, not so much satisfied but realized it wasn't going to get any better, I made my way down the stairs and into the house. I heard the TV going and figured that was a good sign that he had in fact stayed awake. Also another good sign was the fact that if the TV was on that meant he wasn't in bed having sex with Ali! Even though he told me he would in fact be alone tonight I couldn't help but worry. When I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room I saw him. He was sitting on the couch flipping through channels. He looked so peaceful that late at night, like everything in the day wasn't so bad anymore. He knew tomorrow would be a knew day. All I wanted to do in that moment was go and cuddle up to him and watch some old sitcom until we both couldn't keep our eyes open. Then he would pick me up and carry me to his bed. It wasn't even about the sex, which okay that would be amazing, but more just the fact that I wanted to be around him. I wanted him to be there when I went to sleep and when I woke up in the morning. He could be my person, the one person that kept all the bad things away from me in life. I had never had someone like that and every time I saw Sam that was all I could think about. When I finally came out of my little 'daydream' I cleared my throat to make my presence known and he immediately turned around. His dark brown eyes bore into mine, they held an intensity that I had not seen in quite some time.

"Hey, sorry it's so late." I knew he had to get up early in the morning and I felt bad for having him wait up for me; even if he was the one who suggested we talk tonight.

"Don't worry about it. I'm the one who wanted to talk to you..remember?" Of course. Read my mind like usual. Am I like an open book? I would like to think I can keep some of my emotions in check but apparently not when he is around I turn into a 14 year old crushing on the guy in her math class!

"Yeah I guess you're right about that, so everything's okay right?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. How about you come and sit down instead of standing there like you want to run away at any second?" Okay really...he needed to stop doing that or I needed to get way better at controlling my face muscles!

I could almost hear some insecurity in his voice, and that definitely felt good. I loved having the same effect on him that he had on me. "Oh yeah sorry." I went and rounded the couch and sat down. Still trying to keep some distance between us because I honestly still didn't know what was going to happen and I thought if I was any closer I wouldn't be able to think clearly.

"I broke up with Ali today."

Okay so yeah, definitely wasn't expecting that. "Wait..What?" He must have liked my expression because he couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. I imagined I probably looked like a deer in the headlights at that exact moment.

"When I told you that I had a case that I needed to finish up, I actually went to talk to her, you know tie up some loose ends. Anyway things haven't been going so well ever since well you know." Was he actually talking about when I walked in on them? I know it was embarrassing, trust me I know, but I didn't think it would actually effect their relationship in any way. They seemed to be doing just fine to me!

"Oh. Um..look Sam you don't have to tell me all this.." I could feel my cheeks on fire, yeah I was definitely blushing.

"Yeah McNally, I do. I need to say it and you need to hear it. I don't really know where to start but I guess she didn't like the fact that after you walked in on us, I uh..couldn't get you out of my head."

"Umm..." I didn't know what to say, what were you supposed to say in a situation like this? I sure as hell did NOT know! He couldn't get me out of his head..did that mean what I thought it meant?

"You don't have to say anything just listen, which I know can be very hard for you to do. This last month I tried to make things work, I needed to get you out of my head but I couldn't. Every time I was with her I just wanted to be here with you. I think it started to show, I missed you a lot. I missed talking to you in the morning and you being here at night. I wanted to be around you and I couldn't help it. I started spacing out a lot when she was here and when she asked me what I was thinking about, she figured out it was always you."

I finally thought of something to say. I wasn't going to just let him lay it all out there without me saying a single word. "I thought that you just wanted me to take care of Nathan. I didn't think you wanted me around."

He looked shocked. Like he couldn't believe that I had actually thought that, let alone actually come out and say it. "God Andy, No..that was the last thing I wanted. Coming home to you and Nathan, spending time with you both made any shitty day that I had better. It was like nothing could go wrong if I was here with you."

Well that was surprising. Did he think that I could read his mind? How was I supposed to know that was what he wanted! "You could've just told me that, you know!" I was frustrated, he was so hot and cold with me. It wasn't fair..but I couldn't make myself turn away. I wanted him and nothing was going to change that. There was no point in me trying to fight it.

"No I couldn't, I'm not good for you Andy. I told you that, you deserve so much better than me."

"It should be my decision of who I want! You don't get to make that decision for me, that isn't fair." Why did he always think he wasn't good enough for me? I wanted him, he obviously wanted me..so why did he make everything so damn difficult?

"No what isn't fair is the guy who is supposed to be your boss and is a decade older than you falling in love with you."

What? Did he really just say that? Holy shit! "Sam...you uh...you love me?"

"Well obviously! Why do you think I'm acting so fucking crazy. This isn't who I am, no one has ever gotten under my skin the way you have. You're apart of me Andy and I don't really know what to do about that." He loved me. He just came out and said that he had fallen in love with me. No guy has ever said that to me, well except for Dad but he doesn't count! The guys I dated in High School, I never let them in enough to actually love me. And somehow Sam Swarek fell in love with me?

During our conversation we had moved gradually closer together. But it wasn't close enough, not for me anyway. I went to straddle his lap and he immediately started rubbing his hands up and down the outside of my thighs. "Why do you have to make everything so complicated?"

"Because you and me, we are complicated. Always have been and probably always will be. There are so many things that could go wrong if we do this. I don't want to fuck up your life. You're so young and you have your whole life ahead of you."

"I don't care about any of that. You are not going to fuck up my life! I don't know why you ever let yourself think that in the first place. If you weren't so god damn stubborn and actually listened to me in the first place we could have sped this thing up. I want you and you want me! Just stop fighting it...please!"

"McNally.." Okay his voice was definitely filled with lust and desire. God I just wanted to rub my hips against his, he was getting me all hot and bothered and we weren't even doing anything! I guess fighting was going to be our thing?

I put my hands in that thick black hair of his and started rubbing my fingers through it. I was looking anywhere but his face. I couldn't make eye contact with him. "What?" I whispered. I looked up when I said it and what I saw in his eyes was something I had never seen before. The way he was looking at me was filled with love, like he didn't want anyone but me, ever again. He grabbed my hips and pulled me forward and I felt just how bad he did in fact want me. I couldn't control my breathing. This was really going to happen..was he finally actually giving in?

He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me forward and that's when it happened. He kissed me; with more passion than I had ever felt before. His hands were everywhere, he was obviously over his being professional thing. It's like he couldn't get enough of me. It felt so good to feel as wanted as I did in that exact moment. His hands were fisting in the hem of my shirt and I could tell that he wanted to rip it off of me but something was stopping him.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?"

Was he seriously asking me that? Wasn't I making it completely obvious! "God Sam..yes!"

Apparently that was all the permission he needed because the next I know he had wrapped my legs around his weight and stood up with me in his arms. He started walking us towards his bedroom, his mouth was attached to my neck and the butterflies that had calmed in the pit of my stomach automatically started fluttering again. I had only been with one other guy, one! He obviously had SO much more experience than me, being that he had a freaking kid and a whole ten years on me.

He carried me into his bedroom and kicked the door shut. I was nervous and I was trying my hardest to not let that fact show. I didn't want to be nervous, I had spent the entire time that I had known him showing him how mature I was. If I freaked out about this what would he even think of me?

I was about to say something, what I had no idea but at the exact moment my mouth opened he laid me down on the bed and I saw him, clearly, like I had never seen him before. I knew whatever I did could never disappoint him; he loved me. I was never going to get used to that! As he was hovering over me, I didn't feel so nervous anymore. It's like him just being there calmed every bone in my body. I was happier than I had been in a long time.

Once I realized that there was absolutely no reason to be nervous it was time to get back to business. Sam was still completely glued to my neck, like seriously? There are other parts of me that he could be kissing! I grabbed his hair and pulled him away and pulled him towards my mouth..which in my opinion definitely needed some more attention!

All I could do was moan, I probably sounded like a porn star but I couldn't help it. His mouth did things to me, things that I wasn't completely used to yet! He pulled away from me and I let out a frustrated whine.

He chuckled, showing me his dimples; the ones that made me fall for him in the first place. "You promise your okay with this?"

Why did he need this much reassurance! I was laying underneath him, in bed; with my arms and legs wrapped around him. How could he think I wasn't okay with this? "Sam! You have to stop asking me that..does it look like I'm okay with this?"

I think that's when it dawned on him, that I was the one who straddled his lap. The one that was currently lying beneath him. I didn't have to be here, he didn't force me to be here, I wanted to be here.

"You're a handful, you know that right?"

"Yeah, but you love me anyway." I couldn't help but through it back in his face, he did just call me a handful!

"McNally.."

"Yeah?"

"Stop talking." As he said those two little words his hands went under my shirt and began to massage my breast, all that I was able to muster out was a "mmhmm."

Next thing I know my shirts off and we are grinding together like two horny teenagers, well okay I was one but he wasn't! The friction that was being created between my yoga pants and his jeans was making me squirm underneath him. His zipper pressed into the perfect spot every time he rubbed forward. He unclasped my bra and his mouth immediately went to my breast...okay wow! My back came arching of the bed, I needed him to keep doing exactly what he was doing. I had one hand grabbing his head shoving him down on my breast as the other was desperately trying to unbutton his pants. When I finally succeeded I brought my legs up to shove down his pants and well I guess that got his attention because he brought his lips back up to my mouth rubbing up and down my side.

We were complete opposites at the moment, I was naked from the waist up and he was naked from the waist down. This was not going to work. As always it was like he could read my mind. When I opened my eyes to look at him he was moving down my body pressing open mouth kisses as he went. His fingers grasped my waistband and forcefully pulled them down. And okay laying completely naked underneath Sam Swarek was not something I was expecting to happen tonight. He began making his way up the inside of my thighs, when he almost made it to my center I let out the loudest moan. He looked at me with a smile on his face, almost like he wanted me to keep making those noises but then it hit me... shit! I hadn't showered today..well this was embarrassing.

I grabbed his hair and tried to pull him away but he wasn't cooperating! He was very focused on the task at hand, which okay when his tongue was done there and licking well there..it made it a little difficult for me to concentrate.

"Sam.." I tried to pull his hair again but in reality I don't think I even had enough strength in my arms to actually make him pull away.

"Hmm?" Oh my god..okay that added a vibration down there and I was basically shoving myself to his mouth!

"I uh...I might..well you know..." I couldn't make myself say it! Usually I was VERY on top of these things.

He pulled away then, obviously knowing that something was wrong. "What is it McNally?"

I covered my face with my hands and squeaked out, "I haven't showered today okay!"

I could hear him laugh and that was just fantastic he was laughing at me! He reached up and pulled my arms off my face.

"McNally, I could care less if you have showered or not, just let me do this!"

"Ugh but Sam! I might you know not taste good?" Did I really just say that? Why did I have to open my mouth at the worst possible times!

"Impossible...just trust me." When he finished that sentence he was already back down between my legs and all the fight I had in me faded away. He grasped my thighs and spread them farther apart.

My hands were grasping the sheets and I felt like a fish out of water the way I was squirming around. When I felt his two fingers begin to pump in and out of me my hands immediately went to his hair. I could feel his mouth on my clit and I couldn't control myself.

"Fuck Sam...oh my god. Don't stop! Please do not stop." Something about having Sam between my legs made me want to scream! I was never one to talk during sex but him, well he was different.

"Don't worry McNally, not stopping."

I could feel my walls tightening and my thighs went and grasped his head, wanting to keep him exactly where he was. "Sam I'm gonna...oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!" I could feel my release and okay why was he still done there! I grasped his shoulders to pull him back on top of me. When he get the memo he quickly crawled back up. I forced his shoulders done so he would give me his full weight and kissed him. Being able to taste myself on his lips was something I could do for the rest of my life.

"Hi." I didn't know what to say, I just really wanted to talk to him!

"Hi." He was breathing hard and I could tell how uncomfortable he was against my stomach.

"That was..that was amazing." Which amazing didn't begin to cover it but what else was I supposed to say?

"Amazing? That the best you got.."

I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us so I was on top. I leaned down and nibbled on his ear lobe getting an appreciative moan out of him..which I loved! "You have no idea.." And with that I kissed him, harder than I had kissed him all night.

After the best sex of my life was over and I could actually think clearly again I couldn't move. I curled up against his side with my leg draped over his stomach. We had just finished a few minutes ago and to say I was dead was a definite understatement! I wasn't even the first one to speak this time!

"You got a good set of lungs on you McNally, their is a toddler upstairs you know." Even though I couldn't see him I could hear his smile in his voice.

But shit! I had completely forgot about Nathan..and I definitely did not control my screaming very well. My head jerked up and I looked him in the eyes. "Fuck..do you think he heard us?"

"Us? I think you mean did he hear you.."

I slapped his chest, not taking comfort in his joking manner at the moment. "Sam! Seriously..we probably scared him!"

"McNally, calm down. There is no way he heard us, we're on different floors of the house and he is on the complete other side. I promise. He is probably still soundly sleeping in his bed."

"That wasn't funny! Jerk!"

"It was a little funny when you think about it. You should've seen your face..priceless."

"SAM!"

"I'm kidding! You're...you're perfect Andy."

"Yeah?"

"Definitely." I leaned up to kiss him, he had not been this completely open with me in so long, and he was actually really sweet! Who knew Sam Swarek would give compliments after sex!

"You weren't so bad yourself."

"I know..good to hear you say it though." He gave me one of his dimpled smiles and all I could do was laugh. His ego was way too big!

"You're really full of yourself you know!"

"Well actually McNally you were pretty full of myself a few minutes ago..so..."

"Ugh! You're such a dork!" I laid my head back down on his chest, I was completely comfortable where I was and I never wanted to leave. But then I realized that I couldn't sleep here, what if Nathan came in and saw me? That would definitely confuse him. "I should probably go back to my room."

"What? Why?" He definitely seemed confused. Did he want me to stay here?

"What if Nathan comes in here? He can't see my in bed with you!"

"Andy..Nathan isn't going to just come waltzing in here..he's two!"

"Well you never know!" Which okay he had a good point but my brain was still kind of mush so it wasn't my fault.

"You can sleep here..I mean if you want. If not that's okay with you." I loved when he was insecure with me. It made me feel like I actually had the upper hand from time to time!

I ran my fingers through his chest hair, not really wanting to make eye contact with him. "Sam, if you want me to stay all you have to do is ask."

I could feel him let out a deep breath, almost like he had been holding it until I gave him an answer. "Stay."

"Okay." I looked up and his eyes were full of love and I knew that I could never leave. Sam and Nathan had my heart and they probably always would.

A/N: Please review! Smut is DEFINITELY not my speciality but I hope the overall chapter was okay! Oh & in case anyone was wondering this is not the last chapter!