Chapter 28
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Amanda picked up the phone in Lee's apartment, dialing her home number as Lee continued past her into the kitchen to make them some sandwiches. "Mother, hi. Um, Lee and I will not be home tonight," she said when Dotty answered the phone.
"Is everything all right? Is Lee all right?" Dotty asked worried.
"Yes and no. His friend… the one I told you about the other day… well… she died today, unexpectedly," Amanda said softly.
"Oh, Amanda, that's horrible! How is Lee taking it?" Dotty asked, more worried than before.
Amanda listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen. Lee was happily humming as he made turkey sandwiches for them. "I think he just needs some time, you know. We'll be home first thing in the morning to get my car. I have to go back to the hospital to see our co-worker that got hurt today too and Lee has to go to the office early," she explained.
"Sweetheart, don't worry about a thing here. I'll see you in the morning. And give Lee a hug for me, will you? Bye-bye," Dotty answered before hanging up the phone.
Amanda returned the receiver to the cradle before moving into the kitchen where Lee was placing some potato chips on their dishes. "Everyone A-okay on the home front?" he teased.
Smiling, Amanda ran her hand down Lee's back, "Yeah, but Mother's worried about you. I told her your 'friend' died today."
"Amanda, she wasn't my friend. Not by a long shot," Lee scowled at her comment as he carried their dishes to the table, and returned to the kitchen to retrieve the two glasses of milk he had poured.
"I know that, but I had to tell Mother something the other night when you left the house. You know Mother likes you and now she's worrying about you… like family does," Amanda explained, shrugging her shoulders for emphasis.
Standing, Lee put his hands on Amanda's shoulders, and kissing the tip of her nose he said, "Well, my family can stop worrying. I'm fine. I'm more than fine. I can't tell you what a relief it is to know Veronica Tucker can no longer come back to haunt me or you or anyone else, ever again."
Amanda frowned at his comment and said, "You almost sound happy she's …. well…. That Francine shot her."
Sitting down at the table, Lee took a bite of his sandwich before answering. "Amanda, I'm not happy she's dead but this whole case made me stop and think. Living apart any longer than we have to is… well…. just plain stupid. So when we sign the papers for the house, I want to move as quickly as possible. I know there are a lot of things that still need to be done… a house inspection and all that… but I just want us to be together under one roof."
Amanda picked her head up, an eyebrow raised, "Are you sure? I mean, we should make sure the inspection is done. What did Billy say about the house?"
"Just that the house was ours. So, what do we do about it Mrs. Stetson?" Lee teased.
"Well, we have some extra time on our hands. Let's find out if the Agency has their own building inspector and see if he can look at the house soon," Amanda said.
"I'll find out first thing. Now our reports are done, Edwards is tucked into bed at the hospital, we don't have to rush back to your house. I played nice and I believe you told me you were going to show me why I don't need to be jealous," Lee teased, pushing his plate away from him and leaning forward on his hand.
Amanda wiped her mouth with her napkin before replying, "I believe I did, didn't I. Let's get these dishes in the dishwasher…."
Lee stood quickly, taking their dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher before Amanda could even finish her sentence, eliciting a laugh from her.
When Lee returned to the table, Amanda stood and put her arms around him, pulling him close. "Let's take this in the other room, Sweetheart," she whispered close to his ear, her voice huskier than usual.
Lee scooped her up into his arms, and carried her to the bedroom. When she regained her footing, she wasted no time pulling off his sweatshirt, caressing his chest and abdomen lightly with her fingertips.
Lee stood still, allowing Amanda to touch him as she wished. He clenched his hands at his sides, fighting the urge to bury them in her hair as she began kissing his chest. As she continued to shower his skin with kisses, her nimble fingers unfastened his jeans, pushing the material down his legs, helping him kick out of them after toeing off his sneakers leaving him in his rapidly tightening boxer shorts
Amanda stood slowly pulling off her shirt, tossing it to the side. Lee's hazel eyes darkening with desire as he watched her. She took her time removing her jeans, sliding them slowly down her legs, watching Lee's expression the entire time. He raised an eyebrow, pursed his lips and sighed as she stood before him wearing nothing but her simple cotton bra and briefs.
She brushed her hands up his arms, then down his chest to his stomach, his muscles tightening at her touch. She lightly fingered the waistband of his boxers as he inhaled sharply, "Manda."
Slipping her hand inside, she wrapped her fingers around his swollen member, squeezing him gently. Lee flinched inadvertantly, jerking his hips in the process. Amanda smiled, releasing him as she pushed the material down over his hips to the floor.
Using her body as leverage, she moved Lee to the edge of the bed, pushing him backward with a kiss. "Now… I believe I told you I would show you why you have nothing to be jealous about," Amanda whispered into his ear.
"Manda," Lee responded, already starting to take shallow breaths anticipating what was coming next.
"If I were even remotely interested in Edwards, do you think I would do this…." Amanda said huskily as she drew a line with her fingernail from his navel down his belly, following the line of soft hair which descended downward.
Lee squirmed just a little as he gasped, "Tickles."
"Oh…. really? Do you think I would do this?" Amanda asked as she licked his neck, flicking her tongue down his chest, and lower. She stopped to outline his navel with the tip of her tongue, drawing goosebumps on the skin she left moist.
"Manda," he groaned, his hands now gripping the blanket beside him.
Wrapping her hand around his shaft again, Amanda bent her head lower and whispered against his hot skin, "Would I do this?" before surrounding his swollen head with her lips, eliciting a long moan from Lee.
Working her hands and mouth together, she teased Lee, taking him almost to the edge before she backed off, kissing her way back up to his mouth. He was breathing heavy, his chest heaving. "Still jealous?" she said huskily against his neck, giving him time to relax before she changed to the next idea she had.
"Maybe… just a little," Lee teased right back at her between breaths. He was enjoying Amanda taking complete control, something he wished she felt comfortable doing more often.
Amanda looked at him, narrowing her eyes as she studied his face. Deciding he'd had enough time to recover, she straddled him. Reaching behind her back, she unclasped her bra, sliding it down her arms and allowed the soft material to trail across his chest. Lee ran his hands up her thighs toward her waistline, humming contently.
She rolled her hips a little, grinding against his rock hard shaft. "Man-da…" Lee whined a little at the exquisite torture she was giving him but he needed release and soon.
Amanda smiled and rolled her hips again, "Is this helping?" she asked huskily, leaning close to his ear, her breath hot on his cheek.
"No," Lee said, quickly flipping her onto her back. He immediately cupped her breast in his hand, teasing the nipple to a tight point. He repeated the same action on her other breast, drawing a long moan from Amanda.
"No fair," she panted as Lee mimicked her action from earlier, licking a line down her stomach toward the cotton briefs she still wore.
"I'm not as jealous," Lee replied as he pulled off her briefs, tossing them toward the laundry basket on the other side of the room. He kissed, nipped and licked her skin back up toward her neck before covering her body with his. Tugging on her earlobe with his teeth, he whispered one question in her ear, "Safe?"
Amanda shook her head and replied, "Uh-uh, not now." With a heavy sigh, Lee rolled off her toward the bedside table. Reaching into the drawer, he pulled out a condom and rolled back toward Amanda. She took the foil packet from his hands and quickly opened it. Rolling it onto him, she reached up and brought her arms around his back, holding him tight.
"Not for much longer, Sweetheart," Amanda sighed in his ear. As she drew a line down his back with her fingertips, he arched, and entered her in one movement.
"Manda, I love you," Lee gasped as he began to move, finding their matching rhythm quickly.
Amanda wrapped her legs around his, pulling him closer as she moaned, "Oh my gosh…." The closer she climbed, the louder her cries became until the only word she could repeat was "Lee!"
Lee wasn't fairing much better as her name became his chant as she hugged him tightly to her, her body shuddering and twitching as her orgasm began. He followed right behind, pumping deep with every twitch until they both collapsed, panting and sweating.
Rolling to the side, Lee discarded the used condom then draped his arm across his head as he laid, spread eagle on the bed. Amanda rolled into his side and asked, "Still jealous or do you need more convincing?"
"Tonight, you've convinced me," Lee pulled her close, kissing the top of her head, "But tomorrow is another day…."
