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There was a heavy silence hanging in the air, and instantly Andy felt stupid. She wondered if she had just been imagining their connection. Was the spark she felt between them all in her head? She had been so sure that this was it, that he was it. She'd just been kidding herself with Luke, she should have broken up with him sooner, but she didn't simply because there was nothing wrong with their relationship, but like she'd said, there was nothing really right about it either.
But breaking up with Luke meant admitting her feelings for Sam, first of all to herself. Which was something she had been afraid to do until this point, because the way the want for him consumed every fibre of her being was terrifying. Even more so now, when she realized it was completely one sided. She had been afraid of the need for Sam to take her over, but now she was afraid for a completely different reason. Sam didn't need her.
Andy finally broke the stifling silence. "Can we, like, just forget I ever said that?" She laughed nervously, not wanting him to know how much his rejection stung.
Sam shook his head forcefully. "No, we can't, because I've been waiting for to come to your senses ever since I first kissed you McNally."
She sucked in a sharp breath, now that was more the reaction she was looking for. Before she could respond Sam's lips were on hers, instantly she felt the fireworks, just like every time she felt his lips on hers, if she was honest with herself anytime he even touched her. When his hand grazed hers passing a coffee, his hand on the small of her back urging her into action. It was safe to say she was intoxicated by him, she could not get enough. She impatiently pulled his shirt off, exposing his broad, muscled chest. They quickly rid themselves of the rest of their clothes and Andy's last discernible thought was, it was never this good with Luke.
Andy opened her eyes and she felt strong arms wrapped around her. Sam was pulling her as close as humanly possible to his naked body. She smirked, thinking, who would have guessed Sam Swarek was a spooner. She untangled herself from his arms, getting up from his bed. She leaned over kissing his lips softly before she padded quietly to the bathroom.
She showered and got ready in her room, hoping he wasn't up yet. She found she wasn't quite ready to face him after last night. What he must think of her.. She just broke up with her fiancé and immediately she hops into bed with him. She didn't want him to think she was a slut, and she definitely didn't want him to think that he was some sort of consolation prize, coming in second to Luke. She glanced at her watch, still an hour before her shift starts. She really didn't want to be here when he woke up, she knew it was cowardly, but she just couldn't do it. She picked up her cell phone, calling Traci's cell, hoping she's already up.
"Hello," Traci answered sleepily after the fourth ring.
"Hey, did I wake you? Sorry, I shouldn't have called."
"No, no," Traci assured her. "I was already up, getting Leo ready for school. What's up?"
"I was wondering if you want to go get breakfast?"
"Sure, I just have to drop Leo off at school and I'll meet you at Hank's diner in 15?"
"Do you think you could pick me up?" Andy asked sheepishly.
"Yeah, no problem. Your dad's house is near Leo's school anyways."
Shit.
"Um, I'm not at my dad's." she said hesitantly.
"Andy.." Traci said warningly. "Please, tell me you're not back with Luke. After what he did to you..I know you love him, but come on."
Andy was surprised that that was her first guess, but she supposed it was a logical assumption. After all where else would she go?
"I'm not at Luke's," Andy assured her.
She sighed in relief. "Okay good, where are you then?"
"Um, Sam Swarek's," she said talking fast, so that the words all melded together.
"What?"
Andy sighed. "I'm at Sam's,"
Andy could practically see Traci's jaw dropping to the floor. "Sam's? As in Sam Swarek? As in your sexy TO?"
"Traci, he's not my TO anymore."
"Right, right," Traci replied, and Andy could hear the smirk in her voice. "Okay I'll be there in 20 minutes and you can give me all the details."
Traci hung up before Andy could respond, and she laughed in spite of herself.
"I can't believe you slept with Sam!" Traci exclaimed, much too loudly.
Andy sat across from Traci at their favourite spot at the diner, eating her sunny side up eggs and extra crispy bacon.
Andy shushed her friend, glancing around the diner to see if anyone had heard her proclamation. The few patrons of the diner looked either too absorbed in the bottom of their coffee mugs or too sleepy to care.
"It's not that big a deal," Andy said, trying to play it casual.
"Not a big deal? You've only wanted to have sex with him since, oh I don't know, you first laid eyes on him!" Traci said, lowering her voice by only a small increment.
Andy glared at her from across the table. Traci waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, there's nobody here. At least," she said somberly. "Nobody that cares that you did it with Sam Swarek!" she finished off with a sly grin.
"Oh God," Andy moaned as she covered her face with her hands.
"So, how was it?"
Andy peered up from between her fingers. "Heavenly," she admitted. "I don't know why I waited so long."
"Well good for you, Andy." Traci said seriously. "You deserve to be happy,"
Andy lifted her head. "I do, don't I? I shouldn't feel guilty about moving on so quickly, should I? I mean Luke's the one that cheated on me."
Traci nodded in agreement. "Exactly, you should move on."
"Do you think I'm a slut?" Andy asked hesitantly.
"What? Of course not, this wasn't just some random guy, it was Sam. This thing between you guys has been building since you guys met. This has just been the first opportunity you've really had to act on it."
Andy nodded, glad to have talked to Traci about this. Traci looked down at her watch.
"We'd better get going to the station." She threw some money down and got up from the booth.
Andy got up too, grabbing her by the lapels of her jacket. "The station? But Sam's going to be there!"
Traci looked at her like she was insane. "So?"
"So, what if he regrets it? What if it wasn't as good for him as it was for me?"
Traci raised her eyebrows, looking at Andy reproachfully. "You worry too much,"
Traci and Andy pulled up to the station and made their way to the conference room to find out their assignment and their riding partners for the day. When they walked in Sam was already there, leaning against a chair looking as sexy as ever, and talking to Oliver. He turned around hearing their approach and was about to say something when Frank walked in. Everyone settled in to their seats and Andy could see Sam staring at her in her peripheral vision, trying to catch her eye, but she was refusing to give in.
"Swarek, McNally, you'll be riding together today."
Fuck, of course.
"Okay people, serve, protect, and don't make me look bad."
Andy hurried out of the room, she knew it was childish, that she was just delaying the inevitable, but it made her feel in control of the situation. Andy sat in the passenger side of Sam's favourite patrol car, picking it without thinking. Sam slid in a few minutes later holding two steaming cups of coffee. He handed one to her and she mumbled a thanks.
"So.." he started, when she didn't say anything he went on. "Do you want to go get some breakfast?"
"I just ate," she replied shortly.
"Andy.." she didn't answer. "Andy, look at me," he said forcefully, that was Sam, always taking charge. She looked into his deep brown eyes, thinking she could lose herself in those eyes any day of the week. "What's going on? Why are you avoiding me? Do you regret last night?"
Well there it was. Sam didn't beat around the bush; he got straight to the point. It was just who he was.
"No. Do you?" she looked away, she couldn't bear looking him in the eye if his answer was no.
"Not at all. What's wrong then?"
She blushed and looked at her feet, wondering why she had been so worried about this. "I was kind of worried that you would regret it. You know, sleeping with your rookie and all."
He tipped her face up to meet his eyes. "I don't, and you're more to me than just my rookie. I care about you a lot."
He was holding back from saying those three words he wanted to say so badly. But he didn't know where she was right now. If this was just sex to her, just a rebound from Luke. God, he hoped not, because he wanted it to mean so much more.
"But Andy, I need to know what this is."
I need to know what this is? God, he sounded like such a girl, trying to define the relationship and all that shit. If she wants to use you for sex than let her, his brain shouted out to him. Wasn't that, like, every guys dream? Just a year ago it had certainly been his. But his heart was on a different page, his heart wanted it to be more than just sex, his heart wanted to hold her and never let go and to be able to call Andy his.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean is this just sex for you? Or..something more?"
"I'd like it to be something more. Is that weird? So soon after being engaged? I don't know it just feels like we're meant to be. Like all my other relationships have just been some meaningless preamble leading up to this." she said gesturing between them. She shrugged, watching him closely for his reaction. "Do you think that's crazy?"
He shook his head firmly. "No, not at all. I know exactly what you mean."
"I have to tell you something. It's something I've known for a long time, even if I didn't know that I knew it." she rambled.
He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "You lost me," he smiled at her, that disarming smile that made her weak in the knees every time.
"I love you, Sam. I think I always have. I've just been lying to myself, because I was afraid of the intensity of my feelings for you, I was afraid of just how much I really need you. But I realized that being afraid I was missing out really being in love."
She didn't even know how long he'd been dying to hear her say those three words to him.
"I love you too, Andy."
He pulled her closer to him in the squad car bringing his lips down on hers, kissing her with all the passion that burned between them.
