If You Believe (George Harrison/Beatles FanFic)

Chapter 10

A/N - Happy Friday wonderful Beatlemaniacs! Since it's just Friday here on the west coast,  (12:30 am) it must be Friday already where you are, so here's the update on George and Annie (and Baxter and Jillian and Terry....the little monsters.). I hope you all have a wonderful weekend enjoying the cooler weather (it was in the 60's here today. Much better than the 100's!). I think I might have that ever elusive mid-week update because I have so much to write about. Things are just twirling in George and Annie Land! Thank you for stopping by and reading---I'm always so grateful to get your comments! Take care and enjoy! :-) love, Lara.

Annie spent the morning with the driver, stopping to pick up George's tux, and heading over to the seamstress who was tailoring her dress for Saturday. It was black with a white band at the waist and a white collar that sat right at her shoulder. It was loosely shaped to Annie's body and gave off a sexy but classy look, exactly what she was going for.

When she came home with the clothes, George begged her to get a peek at her dress, but Annie denied him.

"Aw, shit, Annie," he moaned. "C'mon. What's the harm?"

"It's a surprise."

"Well, it would be a surprise right now if you show me....," he teased. "You're shoving me in a monkey suit so I think I should see what you're wearing. After all, it's our 'coming out' event. Our picture will be out there all over after Saturday. We're fucked from now on."

George laid down on the bed and tucked his arm behind his head while his feet dangled off the edge.

"Okay, just a little preview of something I'm going to wear," Annie said slyly as she ducked into the bathroom.

George heard bags rustling and partially sat up for the reveal.

"You know, it's just as important what you're wearing on the inside as it is what you're wearing on the outside...," Annie reminded him.

"Uh huh," he answered absentmindedly. "C'mon Annie...."

She popped out of the bathroom holding a black, strapless bustier against her, the garter tabs laying against her jeans.

"Holy fuck," he blurted softly, his eyes running up and down her body. "You're wearing that under your dress?"

Annie nodded with a seductive smile.

"I hope you weren't planning on staying long," he raised his eyebrow at her.

Annie laughed and tossed the clothing back into the bathroom, then took a few quick steps to launch onto the bed right beside him. George started laughing and helped her ease on top of him as their lips met for several warm, quick kisses. They rolled back the other way, leaving George on top of Annie and they kissed again as his fingers wandered through her loose waves of hair.

"Aren't you supposed to be working?" Annie teased him as he kissed her again.

"You distracted me."

"That's my line," Annie smiled.

"But it's a good one," he laughed.

They rolled together again and George tucked Annie's hair behind her ears as it flowed over him. He looked up into her dark brown eyes that were filled with good humor as she held herself up on her arms.

"I love you, Annie."

"I love you, George," Annie replied, leaning to kiss him. "Now go finish your work. I'll plan a nice evening for us while you're in the studio."

"Then just come and get me when you're all set. I'll keep working until then."

"You want me to interrupt you?"