While Amanda danced with her ex-husband to the old familiar song, she couldn't shake the nagging feeling that she was being watched. She pulled back from Joe and there he was. The man she hoped against hope would lead to the great future she'd told Joe she was looking forward to. She couldn't help but smile when Lee's eyes met hers.

Joe must have noticed that her attention had shifted because he stopped mid-sway and questioned, "Is everything okay?" Then he shifted his gaze to the direction of Amanda's once he noticed the bright smile on her face that he knew was not meant for him and said with a nod, "Go," as he released his hold on her.

"What?"

"He's right there. Go to him. Tell him how you feel about him. It's obvious by the look on his face that he feels the same way, so go."

"Joe, I'm not going to do that to you. We came here together tonight."

"But I'm not the one you really want to be with. I'm not going to say it again," he told her in a mock scolding tone but then smiled at her. "Go. Go start your future."

Lee's gaze was firmly on Amanda talking with her ex. They'd stopped dancing and were now talking. His heart had leapt when Amanda had pulled herself back from her ex's arms to smile that beautiful warm smile at him. But that smile had faded when her ex had stopped dancing and was now talking to her. He wished he knew what they were saying. He watched as they walked back to the table together and Amanda picked up her purse and kissed her ex. He couldn't watch anymore and turned to exit the bar.

"Thank you for understanding, Joe," Amanda said as she picked up her purse, kissed him goodbye and turned to go to Lee, only to find that he had gone. She went tearing through the bar toward the exit to find him before it was too late.

"Damn!" Lee cursed as he walked back to his car parked on the street. How could he have been so wrong? He could've sworn that the smile on Amanda's face had been meant for him, but then she was in there kissing her ex. What did it mean? Why would she have smiled like that when looking directly at him if it wasn't meant for him, if she was planning to get back together with her ex? He thought they'd grown closer over the past few months. Maybe he should just tell her how he felt before it was too late. Who was he kidding? It was already too late. She was in there kissing him.

"Lee, wait!"Amanda cried trying to catch up to him before he left.

Lee turned, a frown still on his face, but waited until she caught up with him to find out why she was chasing after him. He then decided to spare himself the agony of rejection and let them both get out of this gracefully. "If you're coming to let me down easy, you can save your breath."

"What? Lee, no," she answered breathlessly. "Why would you think that?"

"I saw you and your ex in there getting reacquainted."

"Lee, no. Let me explain."

"I don't need to hear it.. I get it." He shrugged in what he hoped was a nonchalant move as if it didn't matter.

"Lee, listen to me."

"It's okay, Amanda, I told you I get it. I want you to do whatever makes you happy."

"No, you don't get it," She argued in frustration and before she even thought about what she was doing she pressed herself against him and kissed him boldly, wrapping her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss pouring every bit of feeling she had for him into it to make him understand. She felt him respond to her by sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her closer as he probed her mouth with his tongue. She opened to him and pressed herself as close to him as she could get, moaning at the feelings his kisses were invoking. She heard him moan as well and delighted in it. When the kiss finally broke due to lack of oxygen, she looked into Lee's eyes and said breathlessly, "You're what makes me happy."

Lee's heart began to turn somersaults. Had her heard her correctly? "Amanda..."

She saw the insecurity in his eyes, heard in the way he said her name. "I mean it, Lee. I'm tired of this dance we've been doing for the last two and a half years."

"Me too," He said hoarsely. "But what about..." He gestured to the bar that they'd just left.

"What about him? There's nothing there anymore. I thought you knew that. Did you think I would've kissed you like that if there were?"

"You were just kissing him too," Lee pointed out bitterly.

"That was just a good-bye kiss. Nothing more. And not like this," she reassured him, pressing her lips to his again.

Lee pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "Don't do this if you're not serious. I couldn't take it." Shit, he thought and mentally kicked himself for making himself so vulnerable to her.

"I've never been more serious about anything in my life," She kissed him again and this time felt him respond the way he had the first time, kissing her soundly, his mouth devouring hers as he held her tightly to him.

When the kiss ended he lightly caressed her face and questioned hopefully," "Could we go somewhere and talk?"

"Talking isn't exactly what I had in mind," she retorted with a saucy grin.

"No?" He gazed at her warily not quite sure that the blazing look he saw in her eyes really meant what he was taking it to mean.

"No," she answered with a shake of her head. "But I'm definitely okay with the going somewhere. Maybe your place?"

"That could be very dangerous," he growled low to her pressing closer to her so that she couldn't mistake the reaction that her kisses and caresses had started.

Amanda responded to his boldness, surprising him with a bold maneuver of her own, lowering one hand to his rear, pulling him even closer. "We live dangerously every day," she reminded him in a low sultry voice. "So, your place?"

"My place it is."

Lee drove like there was no tomorrow hoping that the drive to get there wouldn't kill the mood. He was once again surprised by Amanda's boldness as she laid her hand on his leg and began slowly running it up and down his inner thigh while he drove. "If you want us to get there in one piece, you should stop that," he said. "It's too damn distracting."

"Oh, how about this instead?" she said removing her hand and instead leaning over and brushing his neck with her lips.

"I think that might be worse," he said though he was loving the feel of her lips on his skin. He was grateful to see his turnoff and yanked the wheel hard to park the 'vette on the street in front of his apartment building. He jumped out as quickly as he could and opened Amanda's door for her. She flew into his arms as soon as she was free of the confining vehicle kicking the door closed behind her as they made their way to his apartment.