George's POV
"Everything's great. They just told me I could go back on January 5th. Why are you whispering?" Pattie asked me.
"Paul's here. We're practicing a song for 'Help!'" I lied.
"Oh! Then I'll leave you two then. I'll call you before I leave."
"Ok! Have fun!" I hanged up and rushed towards Paul.-"Look, we- Where is she?"- Eleanor is nowhere to be scene.
"She's in your room getting dressed."-I walked to the room. He stopped me.-"We have to talk."
I ignored him and knocked on the door.-"Elle?"- I heard the door unlock and a hand pulled me in. Eleanor stood in a white floral dress with white flats on.
"What are we going to do, George?"-She started pacing back and forth with her arms crossed over her chest. I stood in front of her and stopped her.
"First I'll take a bath and get dressed while ye make breackfast and tea for Paul." Her mouth flew open and I kissed her cheek. I opened the drawers and took out a pair of underwear, a James Bond t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I walked to Eleanor, gave her a peck on the lips and entered the bathroom.
Eleanor's POV
I was conversing with Paul. We both had a cup of tea and a plate full of eggs and toast. George came out of the room fully dressed and joined us.
"Papers on the table."-I said while pouring tea in Paul's cup. I looked at George.-"Want some?"
"No, tahnk you. I'll grab juice."-He went to the fridge and grabbed the jig and poured some in a glass.
"Ok, stop avoiding the question and answer! Ye both look like a married couple!" Paul placed his cup on the table. I looked st George.
"Fine"-I looked at Paul.-"It seemed that my kids took a cab to George's house and we both met when he ttok them to the police station. He asked me to go out for lunch and I accepted."
"Then George charmed you into sleeping with you into sleeping and staying with him without no one knowing. But sadly it all gets ruined when he's leaving for 3 days. I got it."
"It wasn't like that."I blushed.
"We faugh a little." George finally joined the conversation.
"About the children? They are yours, George.
"She thought I didn't send letters!" George defended himself.
"He did, everyday"
"I know that."-I cut in.
"Then everybody's almost happy!"-Paul exclaimed and suddenly smirked.-"From 1 to 10, how stupid is George?"
"I'm not-"
"Eleven"- I cut George off and walked to his room. Paul was full of laughter.
"Why eleven?" I heard him behind me. We walked in the room and I closed the door.
"Because you still don't believe you have children."
He sighed."Fine"
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.-"What am I going to do while you're gone?"
"Bring the kids over with all your stuff and stay here."-He kissed me.-"I don't want to lose you again."
"Why so romantic?"-He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.-"Want a kiss?"
"Yes"-He closed the gap between us and kissed me. The kiss escalated and I entered my tongue in his mouth. He picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he pinned me on the door. The door made a loud thud, but we didn't care. I suddenly heard Paul knock on the door and I came to my senses.
"George, Paul is here."-I pulled away and catched my breath.-"You haven't had breackfast, either."
"Fine, but when I come back the kids go to bed early."-He kissed me one last time and put me down. I opened the door and outside stood a waiting Paul.
"Ye can't stay away fro, each other, can't ye?" He raised an eyebrow and rolled his eyes. I felt my cheek growing warmer.
George's POV
After I ate my breackfast and gave Eleanor the sweetest kiss, I walked with Paul to his car.
"Now we're going to talk. And we'll start with why are you making your life crap."
"I'll tell ye on the way."
Paul started the car and drove sown the street while I waved at Eleanor from the car.
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