Amanda pulled up to Lee's apartment and sat outside for several minutes before she actually decided to use the key Lee gave her when he had the foot injury. He hadn't asked for it back, so she still had it and had been using it ever since. As she sat there, she reflected on how serious things had become between them. Besides their usual time together for work, if he wasn't at her house, she was at his apartment. Besides spending time with her, the boys and her mother, he took the boys out to sporting events and activities on his own. So, he should naturally be upset with her today, when she was hesitant and even somewhat evasive when he asked her a simple question. At the time, she couldn't really explain it, why she'd gotten so upset with him at dinner, when he'd broached the subject again about exactly who it was that he'd seen her with earlier that day.
Amanda exited the elevator and then walked up to Lee's apartment door. She gently knocked on the door first, and then used her key to unlock the door after there wasn't any answer. How could she explain to him, that he was someone that she'd just as soon have forgotten? After she'd gone home, she'd attempted to forget about their fight and forget about what had set her off in the first place, but she'd not been able to do so. So, now here she was at Lee's, walking through his apartment door, trying to—trying to what Amanda, she asked herself. To make amends. To get things right, explain about things.
As she entered the apartment, she thought back to just how many nights she'd spent there recently, sometimes spending the night, sometimes curled up next to Lee; other times simply lying on his couch after falling asleep after a day of hard work. Being with him was definitely beginning to feel like home; then why was she having such a hard time with telling him about what had happened with Jim, all those years ago? Shaking the thought, the images in him in her head, she walked through the dining room and then into the living room, until she reached Lee's bedroom. He was lying there, snoring. As she stepped closer, the alcohol smell on his breathe told her everything she needed to know. Reaching down, she ran her hand across his brow and then with a deep sigh, she kissed his forehead before she walked to the closest and grabbed a pillow and a blanket. She then sat down on the couch, took her shoes off and then lay down on the couch and closed her eyes. She'd be there in the morning when he awakened and then they could talk about who he'd seen her with that afternoon.
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