Maggie Mae and her John Lennon (Complete)

Chapter 57

(Thank you so much guys. "For quote above")

Maggie's POV

It's good to see you love. Ya look good." Paul smiled sheepishly instead of answering my question but I tightened my grip on the doorknob.

"Thanks Paul. You're here   Because....?" I trailed off. Paul and I had departed on sad reasons, but there was no hate between us.

"It's Mary's birthday. I wanted to come and see our daughter.....I got a concert in the next state over and......." Paul trailed off, "I really miss her and the kids-and you of course......I just wanted to see her. Please Maggie?" Paul bit his lip his puppy dog eyes wide.

"Well you haven't seems to care about her before. Been busy with Linda and her daughter ey? And I read in the paper you two had a daughter of your own? I don't see why Mary's such a interest to you. " I spat leaning on the door frame and blocking him from entering.

"I was wrong. I know Maggie, I'm sorry. I just thought we needed some distance........" Paul trailed off and his eyes landed behind me.

"Everything alright Maggs?" John's voice came from behind me. I turned to face him and noticed he was cradling Mary against his chest where she lay comfortably fisting his shirt.

"Yeah. Paul? Did you want to join us?" I asked and Paul reluctantly tore his eyes off Mary to face me.

"Yeah. That'd be nice. Ta." I moved out of the doorway to allow him in.

Lucy and Max were excited to see  Paul. Eventually after the cake was finished, Paul and John headed into the back to talk.

I gave them some time alone before carrying out two beers, Mary strapped into my chest.

When I came out to the back patio, John and Paul were laughing and having a good ol time. "Thought you lads might be thirsty." I smiled handing them each a beer.

"Could I hold her?" Paul asked and I lifted Mary out of her carrier and handed her to Paul. He smiled at the baby and nuzzled noses with her. She cooed happily seemingly getting along with her father but it was clear she didn't remember him, babies memories being so short at that age.

"John, could you help me with something in the kitchen? Somethings wrong with the sink," I pulled his arm and he stood up grunting.

  Once we were in the kitchen I pushed John against the sink kissing him. "I'm so proud of you Johnny. For trying to make up with Paul. Holding a civil conversation. " I nuzzled his neck and he pecked my head running his hands down my body.

"You're welcome love. Ooh. You're getting a little thicker. Very Marilyn Monroe of you. Very sexy." John winked squeezing my bottom.

"You're not so bad yourself Valentino," I purred kissing him before allowing him to return back to Paul.

I started to clean the dishes, unknown to me, a photographer was packing up his camera grinning to himself.