Wanting it All
For once in his life, without doubt, without uncertainty, without clouded judgement, Lee Stetson knew what he wanted. He wanted Amanda King. He knew it when he woke up in the morning, when he went to bed at night, and only every other minute while he was awake. He wanted Amanda King. He wanted her laughter, her joy, her pain, her fears, her comfort, and in all honesty her body. He wanted it all.
For once in his life, without doubt, without uncertainty, without clouded judgement, Lee Stetson knew he was terrified. He wanted Amanda King. Her life terrified him. How would he measure up in that world? The terror wasn't without merit or thought. He wanted Amanda King. Her boys were first and last in her mind. He was terrified that he wouldn't even fit somewhere in the middle. He wanted it all.
For once in his life, without doubt, without uncertainty, without clouded judgement, Lee Stetson knew what he wanted. He wanted Amanda King. He was terrified. He wanted it all.
For once in his life, with complete doubt, with absolute uncertainty, with clouded judgement, Lee Stetson cleared his throat, ran a hand through his hair, reached out and rang the front door bell. He wanted Amanda King. He wanted it all.
