Andy was worried, the closer to Friday it was getting the more concerned she became as she began to think about all the things that could go wrong. She was particularly worried about Sam as he was going to be in the thick of it.
Sam and Andy decided to meet the next day for coffee at one of the neighbourhood's café's. They decided that this was an acceptable risk as it would look like the next step in their relationship.
They sat talking like any other couple and Andy would have felt it was just a normal date if she didn't have a constant feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"Boyd, says to keep our ears open and report in as soon as we have a definitive location" She stated.
"Yeah, well everyone is pretty much closed mouthed at the moment, seems like no one wants to incur the wrath of Tommy as he is not a man to be crossed.
Andy grimaced as she thought about all of the stories she had heard about Tommy O'Rourke and how much he enjoyed killing people with his bare hands and he wasn't averse to using a weapon now and again either.
"Please be careful Sam." She cautioned.
"Always" He replied smiling tenderly at her.
Sam left to meet up with the boys and Andy left to get changed to go into work. She changed into another short skirt and a tight black low cut top. When Sam saw her at the club later he groaned seeing Andy in those outfits did not help him in the slightest to focus on the job. He grimaced every time he saw someone flirting with her.
One of Tommy's goons motioned to him to go into the back room. When he got there he saw most of the crew assembled there. Sam's stomach tightened with nerves as he realised that this was it the night that they got assigned their jobs as well as told the rest of the arrangements for the shipment.
"Right Lads tomorrow is the night, the dock 54 is the place and the time is 2.a.m. I want everyone on their best game. Sammy you Mickey, Phil and Mark will be unloading the merchandise. The rest of you boys will be on security and keep your eyes open. This shipment is going to make us all a little richer and open the door for many more to come.
"At last a result" thought Sam.
The meeting drew to a close and the men all wandered out to go their own way, each of them lost a little in their thoughts about making serious money and the possible danger involved. It was a very sombre crew that walked into the bar that night.
Sam sauntered over to Andy and smirked at her.
"Hey baby, you fancy your chances with Sammy boy tonight."
"Nah, I'm doin' my nails tonight." Andy retorted.
"Oh honey, don't play with me, you know you want me." Sammy used his most persuasive smile on her.
"If you are waiting for me after shift and I am bored enough I might see you." Andy smugly told him.
Sammy leaned in against the bar and took one of her hands in his; he stroked lazy circles across the back of her soft skin. She could feel the tingle all the way down to her toes. She stared into his soulful dark eyes and lost herself for a moment; in them she could see all the longing and want that was reflected in her own eyes.
She snapped out of her daydream when she noticed that he was talking to her. She shook her head to clear her thoughts as Sam was passing along information for her to relay to Boyd.
"Okay, focus McNally, this is important." She ordered herself. She mentally made a note of all of the details including how many men were involved in the operation and where it was going down.
She leaned in towards Sam and kissed him quickly on the lips. She whispered to him that if he was still interested she finished at One a.m.
He replied "Oh, I am definitely interested honey. I'll see you then."
She watched him walk away and couldn't take her eyes off how good he looked in his jeans. A fact that was noticed by Jenny one of the other barmaids who was quick to point out.
"Honey, if you aint tappin' that I will gladly take over.
"Back off bitch, he's mine." Andy growled.
"Oh, my God! Where did that come from?" Andy was horrified at herself.
"Noted" said Jenny walking away nervously.
Andy was glad when her shift was finally over, she was really starting to hate bar work and being hit on by creepy guys, she also hated the way women in the bar fell over themselves flirting with Sammy.
She pulled on a jacket and walked out into the cool night air where Sammy was leaning up against the wall waiting on her. He smiled warmly at her and took her by the hand as they walked home in the dark.
They got to Andy's place and the tension between the two of them was palpable. Andy made them both a coffee and Sammy deliberately sat on the chair opposite Andy who was sitting on the sofa. He was running his hands through his hair in an extremely agitated manner. She tried to approach him but Sam asked her to go sit down.
"Andy, this is really hard to keep myself focused on the job when you walk around looking like that and if you come over here, I won't be responsible for my actions, I have limited self control and I have definitely reached that limit." He smiled grimly at her to soften his words.
"Oh." Andy gulped. " I didn't realise, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologise for making me want you Andy, any other time it would not be a problem it only is because of this job. I am really looking forward to going back home so that I can really be with you as Sam not as Sammy."
"Sam, I wish that too. Just promise me that you will be careful tomorrow because if anything happens to you…" She choked.
Sam was up out of his chair in an instant and she was in his arms. He gently dried her tears and stroked her back shushing her as he rocked her. She eventually quieted and was still in his arms. She looked up at him with tears glinting in her beautiful brown eyes. He couldn't resist. "One kiss that's all" he promised himself. He lowered his head towards her and Andy raised her lips to meet his.
He kissed her softly and she gasped, his tongue flicked across her bottom lip and she opened further and he deepened the kiss. She gripped onto his t-shirt bunching it up at the back. His hands found their way into her hair as he pulled on it. The kiss became frantic and he pushed her against the wall. He pulled her leg up to his hip and she groaned into his mouth. They pulled apart briefly to draw in some much needed breath and Sam looked at her in disbelief.
"Oh, Andy we can't keep doing this, we have to stop."
She whimpered against him and tried to hold on, but Sam's head was now clear and he stepped back. He kissed her quickly on the lips and walked quickly through the door without looking back.
Andy raised her hand up to her lips thinking "That man is going to be the death of me."
She sat back down and made her report to Boyd. For once he was delighted with her report and had no nasty or sarcastic remarks to make to her, he then filled her in with his plans for the operation. She listened carefully so that she could pass this on to Sam in the morning, her stomach still churning with nerves for Sam.
She went to bed that night her lips still seared from Sam's kisses and thought about being with him in every way imaginable. If she had to die what a way to go she sniggered to herself as she finally drifted off to sleep.