A/N: My response to this: CHALLENGE: Begin a story with: (Character name) rolls eyes and says, "Oh no. Here we go again." As always, I ask, please no major plot spoilers to other readers.

Disclaimer: "Scarecrow and Mrs. King" is copyrighted to Warner Brothers and Shoot the Moon Productions. The plot is mine, but not the characters. This story is meant for enjoyment purposes only. No infringement is intended.

Lee rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Oh, no. Here we go again," as he released his grasp on his wife's hips and began to reach for the jangling phone on his nightstand, sheer aggravation etched on his features. It never failed. Every time they finally had a moment together... Today, they had the day off, the boys were spending a chuck of their summer vacation with their father and Amanda had long given up telling tall tales to her mother when she wanted to spend the day with him since Dotty had fully embraced him as a part of her life. What better time for a little afternoon delight?

"Don't," Amanda uttered sharply reaching out her hand to stop him and draw his attention back to her. "For once, just don't answer the damn phone." She ran her hand up his arm and around to his exposed back to urge him back to her to encourage him to continue what they'd begun. She then ran her bare leg along the length of his and hooked it across his hip. "It's been way too long."

"Yes, it has," He concurred as he leaned down to kiss her softly. Mercifully, the phone stopped ringing as the two turned their attention solely to one another, both tuning out the faint sound of Billy's booming voice on the answering machine down the hall. Lee returned his hands to their original position and slowly eased himself into her letting out a low groan and smiling smugly at the tiny gasp that escaped her lips at their union.

"Lee," she whispered his name reverently as she raised her hips up to meet his and then let out a scream of frustration when the ringing of the phone jarred them out of the moment once again.

"Damn it!" Lee growled as he sat up, snatched the phone from its cradle and snapped, "What?" Raking a hand through his hair, Lee took a deep breath and in a calmer tone answered to the other party, "Yeah, Dotty. She's right here." He handed her the phone as Amanda sat up and used her free hand to pull the sheet up to cover herself. Lee chuckled in amusement at watching her do so as if her mother could see her through the phone.

"Hello, Mother," Amanda answered the phone cheerily once she felt she was decently covered, then listened while her mother rambled on the other end for a moment. "Is Lee coming?"

"No yet," Lee quipped with a wicked grin at his bride who promptly responded by belting him with a pillow.

"Mother wants to know if you wanna' come over for dinner tonight," she told him.

Rising up on his knees and edging closer to her, he dragged the sheet away from her nude body and whispered low in her ear, "Depends on if we get our dessert first."

Amanda felt heat rising in her again as the low timbre of his voice sent shivers up her spine. "He'll be there, Mother," She choked out, then hung the phone up abruptly without giving her mother a chance to do more than giggle on the other end, then reached for her husband sliding her hands up his bare chest as she moved to straddle him while she flicked his nipples with her thumbs.

No longer in the mood to be gentle after two interruptions, Lee grasped Amanda's hips tightly and pushed up into her just as she was lowering herself onto him. "God, yes!" He paused for just a moment to catch sight of the fiery look in her eyes telling him that she wanted this every bit as much as he did before he backed her up against the headboard and drove deeper into her, her cries of delight and her rocking her hips against him to invite him only spurring him on.

"Yes!" Amanda cried, gripping his shoulders as they moved in sync, the long-denied desire that burned between them now a raging inferno. She wrapped her arms around his back to pull him closer and rained kisses on his face and neck as her body began to tremble with the beginnings of her orgasm.

"Let go, Amanda," Lee murmured into her hair as he felt her shaking against him, her breasts brushing against his chest as he still pushed into her and held her firmly to him. He heard her cry out loudly just as her felt her closing around him and couldn't help crying out himself at the sensation her spasms brought on in him as they crashed over the abyss together, both calling out one another's names and clinging tightly to each other until they were both spent.

Breathing heavily Lee collapsed onto his back, pulling Amanda down with him, their heads now at the foot of the bed as they both tried to catch their breath.

Amanda smiled at Lee. "Finally, no one interrupts-" Her statement was cut off by the ringing of the phone. Without a word, she rose from the bed, reached for the cord, yanked it from the wall, then crawled back into the warmth of her husband's arms. "-us."