Authors note- I am so so so sooooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated, but I have been crazy busy, with school finally dumping all of its homework on us poor students after the first few blissful weeks of September. Also, I have 3 dance classes a week, and 2 Zumba classes a week. Anyways, I'm just making excuses now but I do apologize.

Disclaimer- Wanna know who owns rookie blue? Not me, that's who.

They kissed deeply, passionately, until after the moment ended and Andy realized what she was doing she pulled away.

"Sam, I…I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me." Andy breathed, horrified at what she had done to Luke. But, in the back of her mind, there was an untainted though of; 'He kisses so much better than Luke does.'

"Oh, I do, huh?" Sam grinned, and that was when Andy realized what she thought she had merely said in her head she had said out loud.

"Oh my God!" Andy reddened.

"Andy. Its fine. I know what you're going to say. It was a mistake; you never should have done it, all that. It wasn't a mistake. You should have done it, and you should do it again. Please just…think about it. I'll give you more time than I've already given you, whatever you need. I just, really, can't picture this not happening at some point or the other, you know?" Sam got out, a smirk on his face as he added, "Plus, I know you can't resist me. I don't blame you."

Andy rolled her eyes. "Sam, would you stop? I have to be serious right now. I just made out with my training officer while dating a detective from the same division. If this gets out people are going to think….bad things. But I know something's here. We just did something right."

"It's called kissing, McNally."

"Stop making jokes, Sam. I have to break up with him, I have to go. I'm sorry, but right now I can't be with either of you. We have to forget this happened."

Sam grabbed her arm. He pulled her in, close, every part of their body touching except their faces.

"You couldn't forget if you tried." He said, cool breath blowing onto her face, his scent pulling her in, until finally she broke away and fled through the door, gabbing her wallet as she left, leaving Sam standing in the middle of his living room, face looking as if his heart had shattered as soon as the door had shut behind her.

Luke looked into the mirror in Gail's bedroom. He had the fiery blonde's red lipstick smears all over his neck and naked body. He didn't regret it. Andy would never know. He didn't care if she found out.

"You look hot in my bedroom." Gail said, having gotten dressed again after doing things that shouldn't be done to a man in a relationship unless he was in the relationship with her.

"You look hot in your bedroom." Luke responded, raising an eyebrow as he finished getting dressed.

"I look hot everywhere, detective." She winked, pulling him by his tie over to her, and grinding her hips against his.

"I don't doubt it."

"Good."

"Is it good? Because I have a feeling if I had said I did doubt it then you might have showed me how hot you can look everywhere."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I know Nash and Barber have had some interrogation room rendezvous, I'm just saying maybe you could show me around the file room a little better."

"With pleasure."

Sorry for shortness :(