MAKING MEMORIE-PART THREE

MAKING MEMORIES-CHAPTER 3

BY

MELINDA G. LIGHT

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SEE CHAPTER 1 AND TWO FOR DISCLAIMERS AND WARNINGS.

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Saturday evening, at Randy's:

"Lee, I love the way this place is decorated. It has a cheerful but subtle atmosphere to it."

"We've got to come back here again. Amanda, would you like to dance?" Lee was watching her face as she looked around. They had just finished ordering their dinner.

Amanda's eyes just lit up as she nodded her head yes. Lee got up, took a hold of her hand, and escorted her to the dance floor.

As Lee pulled her close, he realized that he was actually doing something he'd wanted to do, for quite a while. He was holding Amanda in his arms. It felt so right, like she belonged there. When he felt her move closer, he closed his eyes, and just enjoyed the sensations that were shooting through his entire body.

Amanda quietly laid her head on his shoulder, and let out a sigh. It was better than her fantasies.

"Well, if it isn't Lee Stetson and Amanda King. Hi, you two. This is a great place, isn't it?"

Both Lee and Amanda jumped when they heard Fred Fielder's voice. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled slightly. Each one knew what the other was thinking, "Wish he would just leave. It will be all over the agency Monday that we are seeing each other."

"Would that really be a bad thing?" Lee thought. Sarcastically, he said, "Hi, Fielder. What do you want?"

"Now, Lee, I just came over to say hi." Fred started feeling like he might have interrupted something.

"Lee, our food just arrived. It was nice seeing you, Fred. Goodnight." Amanda said.

"Goodnight, Mrs., King, Lee. See you Monday."

As the two walked back to their table, Lee whispered near Amanda's ear. "Thank you. I don't want anything ruining our night, and he has a way of getting on my nerves."

"I understand. He is one guy that gets on practically everybody's nerves." Amanda smiled up at Lee. "Nothing can ruin this night."

Amanda went to sit down when she saw an envelope lying next to her glass of wine. She slowly picked it up and read her name on it.

"Lee, do you have any idea what this is?"

"No, do you recognize the handwriting? Do you want me to open it?"

Amanda studied the handwriting closely and nodded her head at the first question, but shook her head at the second one. Sitting down, she started to open it as she told Lee whom it was from.

"It's Francine's handwriting. Do you see her anywhere?"

Lee automatically went into agent mode, and started studying his surroundings. He saw her over at the bar.

"She's over at the bar. Charles Spritz, one of her family, is over there talking to her. What does she say?"

Whispering, Amanda set the letter down next to Lee and quietly picked up her purse. "She's being watched. Will you excuse me? I'm going to go powder my nose."

The path to the bathroom took her right past Francine. As she passed her, she quickly took the disk from her. Keeping it hidden against her purse, she headed into the bathroom.

While in there, she discreetly hid it in the top part of her dress, as Francine had shown her once. Then headed back to the table.

While this was all going on, Lee read the letter without picking it up. He was also keeping an eye on everybody that was there. Then he noticed Amanda heading back towards him. That's when he saw him, Gregory. That must be who was watching Francine.

"I'm sorry I took so long but there was a line."

"That's alright. We need to eat up before the food gets cold." Lee answered as he saw Francine get up and leave. Gregory followed behind her.

Amanda put the letter into her purse and started eating. She smiled at Lee as she said only loud enough for him to hear, "Everything went smoothly."

Lee leaned toward her, acting as if he was going to kiss her. "Did you hide it in a safe place? An old aquaintance of ours is here. Look at the door."

"Let's just say that for anybody to get it, I would have to be romantically involved with them, or unconscious." Amanda looked around the whole room. She saw who Lee was talking about. Without saying a word, they both agreed to act like they were just here to have a casual dinner. Calmly they both continued eating their dinners.

Lee thought about what she'd said and started to grin. "Francine showed you some of her little hiding places, didn't she?"

Amanda just nodded as she ate the last of her dinner.

Lee finished eating and sat back. He was amazed how much this woman had changed over the past 3 years, and how he'd changed because of her. Hearing Amanda asking him if he'd planned to get dessert, he realized that the dessert that he wanted was sitting right across from him. Taking a big drink of his wine, he answered, "Only if you'll split it with me."

"Okay, how about a hot fudge cake with whipped topping?"

"Sounds like a perfect choice." Then Lee heard the band start playing "Love me Tender" by Elvis Presley. "Amanda, let's dance."

Amanda stood up and put her hand in Lee's. On the dance floor, Lee pulled her close to him and rested his head on top of hers. At the end of the song, they pulled apart and Amanda stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you."

"For what?" Lee asked.

"For some great memories for my file. I've enjoyed myself very much."

"Me, too. We should do this more often, don't you think?" Lee hoped she would agree with him.

"Yes, we should." Amanda thought, "Is he finally paying attention to his feelings, instead of ignoring them? I hope so."

"How about at least once a week?" Lee asked.

Amanda nodded as she pulled him over to the table. They finished dinner, and headed to the agency.

Later that night, at Amanda's front door:

"Would you like to come in for some coffee?"

"Maybe next time, I've got to be back at the agency around 5 in the morning,"

"I understand. It was a great night. Will you give me a call tomorrow afternoon, and let me know you're alright?"

"Okay. I might even try to stop by tomorrow after work. If we need you to, would you be available tomorrow, just in case Billy asks. I wish that you could help with this case, but the CIA just requested my help."

"Just give me a call, if you need me. I'd just planned to do some extra cleaning while the boys weren't around. Good night, Lee, please be careful."

Lee stepped toward her and placed a kiss on her cheek. Slowly, he let his lips slide along her cheek to the jaw line. He quickly stepped back and studied her face.

"Goodnight." Going toward his car, he thought to himself, "Amanda was right when she said that we had several more great memories to collect from the future."

Amanda went inside, checked all the doors and windows, and headed upstairs. She was looking forward to her dreams tonight. "Goodnight, Lee, I love you." She whispered this, at her bedroom window, as she watched Lee pull away from the curve.

THE END.