Sharon's hand found Andy's as soon as they walked out of the bar. It didn't feel strange or awkward. They never really held hands before, except for when they danced at Nicole's wedding, but that didn't really count. And still, their first handholding felt as natural as breathing. She wasn't even sure what made her do it, only that she wanted to feel his fingers curl around hers and that the quiet moments that they spent walking towards his car were so much more pleasant when she was holding his hand.
From afar, they heard a slow song playing; it may have come from someone's car radio, but it didn't matter, because when Andy stopped walking and spun her around, then pulled her against him, all she cared about was the intimate proximity between their bodies and the somewhat abrupt desire that sparked in the pit of her stomach. They swayed to the music, oblivious to the fact that they were standing in the middle of a half vacant parking lot.
They came to a stop and stared at each other for a moment, none of them able to look away from the other. Sharon's lips started curling up in a smile as she leaned forward and planted them on his lips; a stunned shiver went through Andy's spine, but it was momentary only, as he tightened his hold of her and spread his lips open, granting her access to the depths of his mouth. She cupped his cheek and let her tongue cross the threshold of his lips, moaning into his mouth.
"Ye Gods!" The unforeseen grunt made them pull apart so fast that for a slight second they both felt a little dizzy from the sudden movement. "You two idiots!" Provenza walked towards them and hurled Andy's wallet into his chest. "We're just friends," he mimicked Andy's usual protest every time he confronted him about his relationship with Sharon before. "I come out here to bring you the wallet you so stupidly forgot at the bar and I find you making out with the Captain."
"Lieu…" Sharon started.
"And you!" Provenza turned towards Sharon and pointed at her. His finger shook with anger.
"Yes, what?" She folded her arms on her chest and looked at him over the rim of her glasses.
"What is wrong with you? The both of you! Putting your careers on the line for an infatuation, a fling!"
"This is not a fling!" Sharon and Andy called in unison and Provenza covered his face with his palms. They exchanged puzzled looks and then smiled at each other.
"God dammit, you two have gone out of your minds! It's not only your careers that you two are risking; it's the whole department," the grumpy lieutenant called out.
"Lieutenant," Sharon's voice was soft and syrupy. "Should I remind you that I wrote half of the rules about fraternization within the department?"
"What does it have to do with anything?"
"I'm so glad you asked," Sharon smiled sweetly. "The thing is, when you write the rules, you also know all the loopholes. So let me assure you that Andy and I, and the entire department are perfectly safe. Now, do you need a ride home or are you waiting for a cab?"
"I'll remarry Liz before I get in the same car with the two of you in the front seat!" Provenza grouched. "I'm riding with Sykes, I just wanted to give my idiot partner his wallet." He turned around and started walking back into the bar.
"Goodnight, Lieutenant!" Sharon cheerfully called after him.
"Good one, Sharon," Andy grinned and walked over to where she was standing. She shrugged and stepped into his arms again. "Now where were we?"
"I think we were at this," Sharon grinned and leaned forward, capturing his lips between hers for a long and lustful kiss.