Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to others.
When: Late January 1988. Everyone knows that they are married.
Summary: Something is on Amanda's mind....
Notes: Feedback is welcome.
I wish he wouldn't watch me like that. Does he know how much it still unnerves me when he watches me dress. I guess that it shouldn't bother me, I mean we are married and he has certainly seen me in fewer clothes than this, but his eyes. There is so much feeling behind those hazel eyes. Makes me want to fly to his side and demand that he make love to me here and now. But we have to get to that party. I don't want to go. The spicy food and loud music, and I don't know the language. We can probably go after we meet our contact. That can't come soon enough, I have something really important to tell him tonight..........
God, how beautiful she is. I know that me watching her makes her really uncomfortable. I just can't stop. I wasted so much damn time just to recognize the depth of my love for this woman that I don't want to waste any more time with her. I just want to hold her and make love to her all night long. I don't want to go to that party. There was a day that I would have really would have enjoyed going tonight. I like spicy foods and I can stumble along with the language. But tonight, I can't wait to meet our contact and get home with my wife, I know there is something on her mind........
"So, have you told him yet?" Francine asked with a wicked twinkle in her eye. She had overheard Amanda's telephone conversation with her doctor earlier today.
"I haven't gotten the time yet. Later on tonight." Amanda replied. Goodness, she was tired.
"Who would have thought it just a short time ago...Scarecrow a fath...."
"A what, Francine?" Lee said as he snuck up behind the women.
"A...a...happily married man, Lee," Francine stammered. "I have to see to the security crew. See you Monday at the office."
Lee decided that he would question her Monday. The agent turned to his agent-wife and simply said, "Ready?" He saw the fatigue on her face and just wanted to get her home.
She said yes with a twinkle in her eye and he hoped that despite the fact that she seemed really tired lately, the evening wasn't over.
They rode in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Lee was dreaming about the night to come and their future nights. Lee was no blushing virgin when they married, sex was nothing new to him. But, making love to Amanda had brought a whole new dimension to something that was to him, before their wedding night, purely physical. They had been married for ten months and he still couldn't believe that they had kept their raging hormones in check until they were married. They had discussed making love more than once. Surprisingly, Amanda seemed more aggressive to consummate their relationship than Lee was, not that he didn't want to, and he had almost given in on more than one occasion. For the first time in his life, he saw his lover's views regarding sex and was determined to wait. He also learned that being a lover meant more than just sleeping together. In retrospect, though, it made their wedding night very special to both of them. The first time that they had experienced this form of sharing and giving of each other. The memories of that night would always bring a smile to his face. Amanda's ideas about love and sex were conservative, no doubting that. But in that bridal suite, she showed him a passion that was anything but. Amanda, on the other hand, was dreaming about a night five weeks ago. Lee had just gotten home from an overseas assignment. The boys were spending the night at Joe's and Mother was out with Kurt. Lee had been gone for a week under a no-contact order. Billy didn't want to send him but the assignment involved Lee's "family" and he was the only man for the job. When he got home, there was no thought about the consequences or timing. It felt like they had been apart forever and they would not be denied. They had spent the night in each other's arms giving to each other until they fell asleep at dawn, both spent. Earlier today she had confirmed the results of that night. Her hand unconsciously moved to her abdomen and she smiled.
"Happy?" Lee asked his pre-occupied wife.
"Huh? Yea. Just thinking of how much I love you."
"I love you, too, Mrs. Stetson."
They rode the rest of the way in silence. When they got home, Lee lit the fireplace and Amanda went upstairs. She put on a nice nightgown, blue, and matching robe. and retrieved the gift she had gotten him out from under her pillow. Gosh, she hoped that he would be as happy about this as she was. They hadn't really discussed it.
When she got downstairs, the fireplace was glowing, Lee was pouring the wine and a light snow began falling on this January night in Arlington, Virginia. A faint frown crossed her lips, she shouldn't be drinking alcohol right now. He noticed the expression on her face and wondered what it meant. She quickly changed her expression and showed her husband the sleepy, happy look that he loved.
Amanda handed Lee the package and said nothing. He smiled, he always loved Amanda's presents, and tore into the pink paper after taking off the blue ribbon. Opening the box, a confused expression came across his face, then understanding, then surprise. A single tear traveled down each cheek as he kissed his wife in joy. The gift, a nursing bottle with those cute cartoon characters on it, lay forgotten on the coffee table. Dotty or the boys would find it in the morning and there would be some explaining to do. But now, all was right with the world. He picked her up and carried her to their bedroom, where sleepiness overtook her and she fell into a deep sleep. His Amanda, who had already given him his life back, would soon be giving him a child.