How was she going to work with Sam, when thoughts of him were making her crazy?

It's not like she had a choice – he was her Training Officer. They were partners. She could request a different TO, but that would raise more questions she wasn't prepared to answer - not to Boyko, and especially not to Sam. Plus, she could learn so much from Sam that requesting another TO wasn't even an option. Sure, his methods weren't exactly textbook, but he was a good cop – a smart cop, a strong cop…

Andy had experienced that strength first hand. His amazingly long muscled body pressed up against hers…his strong, firm hands...she really had to get a handle on this!

The worst thing was that he seemed totally unaffected – unlike her. Maybe in the few days off that followed their little exchange in the locker room, he changed his mind and didn't feel like she was worth the risk to both of their careers.

Oh, but the look in his eyes had said the exact opposite. Those dark eyes had left no doubt as to what Sam wanted - what he wouldn't risk to have her. She should know; her own eyes had mirrored that same driving need.

Sam made her feel too much, but the last thing she wanted was not to feel this way. When he looked at her and his hand had started its' slow journey up her body, stopping only to cup her cheek…such a sensuous act that in the end, bordered on sweetness. Of course, that all changed when he was doing such crazy, beautiful things to her lower lip with his thumb – she had just wanted to drag his mouth to hers and melt into him, right then and there, up against the lockers. Instead, once he voiced the words that rocked her to her very core, he turned and walked away. WALKED AWAY! Who does that?

In the moment, Sam's ultimatum seemed so sexy – to have him want her so much that he would only wait so long. But in retrospect, she was just a little bit ticked - saying that he wouldn't share…what kind of girl did he think she was? Oh yeah…the kind of girl who wanted to make love to her Training Officer in the women's locker room...that kind of girl. Point taken.

After her body had cooled from his touch, she realized that she didn't want to just jump from Luke's bed into Sam's. She was going to take her time – as much time as she needed to feel confident that she was making her own decisions, and that they weren't being made for her by an arrogant, albeit gorgeous, sexy…getting off track here…

That's why she hadn't mentioned to Sam that she'd ended it with Luke. There was really no point in encouraging things with Luke when clearly, she wanted someone else. But, she needed time to prove to herself that she had the power to resist jumping into Sam's arms, even though that's the one place she wanted to be. When she eventually decided to tell him about the break up, she'd be prepared for what was to follow…and the consequences of that.

So, there they were, sitting in the Parade Room awaiting their assignments for the day, and she could practically feel his stare - the heat of it causing a flush in Andy's cheeks. Get a grip on yourself, McNally.

Maybe he wasn't as unaffected as he'd seemed.

Diaz, you're with Shaw…Epstein, with Williams…Nash, you're manning the phones…and you, McNally are with Swarek. Assignments received, McNally turned her head and was suddenly lost in Sam's eyes. Her flush deepened, but she couldn't bring herself to look away, knowing that this was one of the few soft moments they would have all day.

One thing she did know…when Sam found out that she didn't tell him about the break up right away, he was going to be pissed.

But for right now, her training officer was waiting for her.