-1Tons of people are reading my story, but the amount of reviews has almost stopped. Hope you guys still like this?

I love Rookie Blue, I love Sam Swarek… but don't own 'em.

Andy wasn't really sure how to relay the emotion that was welling up inside of her, ready to spill out. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute, her breath caught in her throat. Unsure of what she should say, she simply whispered, "Me too." But her throat was so thick with emotion that Sam thought she had said "I don't."

The look of hurt on his face cut her like a knife. He swallowed a lump in his throat and looked away. As good as he normally was at hiding his emotions, this was not one of those times. She didn't understand his reaction. I thought he just told me that he cared about me. Maybe he only cares about me as a partner. Her natural instinct was to run, to avoid this pain, and this conversation. But maybe she could try just one more time.

She reached over and ran her fingers through Sam's dark black hair. "Sam, if you don't want to take this any further, that's fine." Her nerves took over and everything else came rushing out, " But you just told me that you liked me, and I just told you that I liked you, which was really, really hard for me to do, as you know, I have a really hard time with emotions and feelings and well I'm just not good at this stuff at all. I'm not sure what it is exactly that you want from me. But I like you too, so…" she stopped and wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him closer, lowering her eyelids.

It took just a moment for Sam to tuck her bangs behind her ear before pulling Andy closer for a kiss. He felt as thought everything was going in slow motion. He closed his eyes and felt her soft lips gently touch his. He pulled her body closer to his and deepened the kiss. He playfully nipped at her bottom lip before feeling her gasp. Taking advantage of the moment, he let his tongue enter her sweet mouth, roaming and searching and meeting with hers. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and then started slowly laying down on the couch, pulling Andy on top of him.

This kiss was even more amazing than the one that they had shared just an hour or two before. Both of their hearts were beating fast from the admission of their feelings. Sam's hands explored her body, fingers running up and down her back before finally settling on her hips. His thumbs ran in small circles, just above her jeans. He paused for a moment, daring to start letting his hands work their way under her shirt, lifting it slightly. He couldn't believe how soft her skin was… how tender her lips were. But as gentle and slow as they were moving, there was still a slight aggression to the way her hips were grinding into his.

They continued for awhile, pausing every once in awhile to catch their breath. Sam wanted to take things a little further but there was a tiny thought nagging him in the dark recesses of his conscious. He slowly slid his hands back down her body, past her waist, along the length of her legs. Her knees were on either side of him, digging into the couch and pinning him down. He never wanted this moment to end, it just felt so right between the two of them.

He started to end the kiss by slowly pulling away. He felt as though he was removing life support, he needed to be around her just to breath, to function properly. He could sense her reluctance, and gave her a quick, sweet peck on the lips.

"Andy… as much as I would like for this to last for awhile, I think there's one small thing that we're forgetting." he whispered.

She lifted one eyebrow and said, "What, protection?" She started to climb off of him, and realizing what she meant, he pulled her back down again with a chuckle. God, he wanted to. But it wasn't time yet.

"I like the way you think McNally, I really do… but that's not where I was going." He laughed again, which earned him a swat to the shoulder. He ducked the next blow and looked her right in the eyes, more serious. "Aren't you forgetting about someone, I meant," he said softly.

Andy thought for just a moment… Luke. He meant Luke. Oh crap, she had forgotten about him. "Sam, there really isn't anything that serious going on between us, I mean it's not like we're engaged. Honestly, I'm not even sure that I really like him all that much anyway."

Thank God. Sam thought for a moment before he spoke. "I am glad to hear that. But you have been dating for a little while, right?" She nodded. "Well, I just think that you need to talk to him before we take this any further. It's not fair to you or to him. And I'd kind of like to wait until you're all mine. I've waited for you long enough, even if it kills me, I can wait a few more days." He gave her a long hug, not wanting to let go. He buried his face in her hair and inhaled that sweet vanilla scent that drove him crazy. It took all of his willpower to let go again.

"Why don't you let me take you home?" he asked. "You've had a really long day, and no offense, but I could use a little sleep myself."

Andy rose from the couch reluctantly and reached out a hand to pull Sam to his feet. Sam went to get some shoes and she grabbed his truck keys from the kitchen counter.

He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and pulled her outside, locking the door behind him. He led the way around the side of the house to the garage and opened the door. He helped her get inside and then moved around to the driver's side to climb in. After backing down the driveway and pulling into the street, he reached over and grabbed her hand. Their fingers entwined together, a natural fit. He kissed the back of her hand and asked, "Which way, McNally?"

Busy working on the next chapter, hope you guys liked this one!