Chapter 33:

"Hey, come in," Cat smiled and moved to the side so he can pass. Flynn took a step over the threshold and looked around. "She thought it might be my dad so she went to her bedroom. She loves him so much," Cat said sarcastically, putting her hand over her heart.

"Oh… maybe I should go then."

"No, it's okay," she closed the door and started walking to the living room with Flynn following her.

"I'm not sure if it's a good idea," he said when he reached the hallway and stopped to look at the bedroom door.

"Why? Did you two fight?" Cat sat on the couch and looked at him, but he only sighed. "I know my mother can be scary sometimes, but you have to be brave," she said mockingly and he smiled.

"Okay, you convinced me," he said and walked to the bedroom door.

"Good luck. Shout if you need rescuing."

Flynn gave Cat one last smile and knocked on the door. He heard Sharon saying "come in" and opened it hesitantly.

Sharon saw Flynn when the door opened and let out air in desperation. "I thought you were Cat," she said and crossed her arms on her chest as he closed the door behind him and walked towards her.

"Sharon, I'm sorry. Tell me how can I fix this," he said and reached for her shoulder just as she moved to her bed and sat down.

"I don't see how you can fix this. Forget about it," she ran her fingers through her hair, moving it from her face as she looked down. Flynn looked at her with a sad face, wondering what will happen to their relationship once everyone knows about them.

"Look, we both love our jobs…" he walked to the bed and sat next to her. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, but she kept quiet, listening to him. "But, honestly, if I had to retire now, it wouldn't be so bad if I do it with you."

Sharon finally looked at him. She examined his face for a moment and couldn't help but give him a little smile. "That's… sweet of you," she grabbed his hand, which rested on his thigh, and squeezed it gently.

"Yeah, I mean, we're both qualified for retirement, and I never planned to stay on the force until the day I die like Provenza. So… we better try and see the good in this situation."

Sharon arched her eyebrows in surprise. "I've never seen you being so positive."

Flynn smiled. "Usually I prefer sarcasm, but this time it didn't seem fit."

Sharon sighed and nodded. She leaned her head on his shoulder and kept quiet for a moment as her mind raced. "Maybe we can fight this," she said quietly and looked up at him again. "But we need to stop seeing each other for a while."

"If we stop seeing each other… it won't be for a while," he said, and she could hear in his voice that he didn't like what she was saying.

"You're probably right," she almost whispered it since she couldn't bring herself to speak normally without her voice breaking. Flynn looked so sad, dropping his gaze to the floor, that Sharon was almost tempted to take her words back.

"I don't like this," he muttered.

"I know, but it's inevitable. I don't want to lose my job," she said slowly and caressed his hand, which was still under hers.

"And you're willing to lie about our affair when they interrogate you?" Flynn frowned. He never thought she'd be breaking the rules and then lie about it.

"I know, it's horrible," she put her hand on her mouth and tried to fight back the tears. Flynn looked at her in silence. She shook her head for a moment and then looked at him with a sad smile.

"So… it's over. Just like that," he muttered, looking in her wet eyes, but she didn't answer. "I'm going to miss you."

Sharon leaned forward and kissed him. A tear fell down her cheek as she shut her eyes hard and tried to remember every second of this last kiss. She intended to make it a short goodbye kiss, but Flynn wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer to him, and all of her will power disappeared in a matter of seconds. Her arms moved to his shoulders on their own and caressed the back of his head. Suddenly, Flynn leaned forward, causing her to lie back on the bed with him on top of her.

"Wait…" she whispered when he started kissing her neck and his hand moved to her chest. "Cat and Rusty are here."

He stopped kissing her and looked in her eyes. "So you should be really quiet," he said and resumed kissing her.

Sharon wanted to object, but she knew it was going to be their last time. She closed her eyes and decided to let Flynn do whatever he wanted. His hand moved up her leg, from the ankle to her thigh, and under her skirt. She opened her eyes and wanted to tell him that she loved him, but she was never able to be so straightforward with her emotions. She tried to speak, but instead of a word she let out a moan as his fingers quickly slid through the side of her panties and into her.