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Good Enough	By : eavey Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 6293 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 20

When Gerry woke the next morning it was to the ring of his cell phone. “Lisa,” he said groggily, as he got up to make coffee, “what do you want so early in the morning?”

“As your personal assistant, it is my duty to tell you to get back to work. You have been on hiatus far too long, and I am getting tired of making shit up for you. You have too many offers for me to just let you ignore them.”

“Well thank you for caring.”

“Don’t be a smart ass. There is something else. You are on every tabloid.” She let that one hang for a moment while he said nothing. “Ger?”

“Yeah, yeah I heard you. Why?”

“They think that Brendan beat Lynn because she is carrying your baby.”

“But he didn’t and she isn’t carrying my baby, it was Brendan’s.”

“Oh no, she lost it?”

“Yep.”

“How?”

“She went out with this guy who beat the crap out of her, and then I rescued her and kicked his ass.”

“I am sure I will be hearing all about this other guy and his ass kicking later.”

“Most likely. So what is this about offers?”

“Well let’s see. You have a few action movies, nothing special, a romantic comedy, and an epic war movie. The last one had my favorite script, but it would be nice to see you try to be funny.”

“I have done far too many movies where I could die and in most cases did die. So send the comedy one and let me get back to sleep.”

“No more sleeping,” Ann yelled from the other room. “We have to go see Lynn.”

“It will be at your apartment this afternoon.”

After saying goodbye, Gerry walked into the bedroom and saw Ann pulling on one of his sweaters. “Why must you wear my favorite sweater?” he asked. “I was going to wear it.”

“I wear it because it is your favorite and smells of you. Don’t give me that look; you know how cute you are when you pout?”

“But I want my sweater,” he said as he curled his bottom lip and fell on the bed in a huff.”

“You will look better in just a t-shirt, so that is what you are going to wear.”

“Why?” he asked now looking more like he was a five year old child.

“Because I said so sweetheart,” Ann said kissing his forehead.

As they were on their way back to the hospital, Gerry informed Ann of the tabloids. “At this point they think that Brendan beat Lynn up for having my baby. They also think that you and Brendan are dating to get back at us.”

“That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. It doesn’t surprise me at all.”

“I know. Those people need to get a life.”
“Speaking of getting a life, when are you going back to work?”

“Oh so you want to get rid of me do you?”

“You know that isn’t what I meant. I just over heard you talking to Lisa about working, that’s all.”

“I know I was just fucking with you. I never get to do that. Anyway, Lisa is sending over a script for a romantic comedy. She guaranteed me that I won’t die this time.”

“Well that is good. I hate watching you die.”

“How do you think I feel about it?”

“Good point.”

When they got to Lynn’s room, it was filled with flowers. Lynn gave Ann a look and said, “You know how much I hate it when people give me flowers.”

“I do,” Ann replied. “I just wanted to see the look on your face.”

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

After a few hours, Ann and Gerry decided to go get lunch. Lynn tried to convince them to get her a sandwich or something, but the nurse walked in right before and vetoed that idea. “We will be back in a few,” Ann said as she followed Gerry out the door.

“Brendan,” Lynn said, “you can go with them if you want. You don’t need to stay by my side all the time.”

“I want to be here.” After a long pause, Brendan took a deep breath and turned to face Lynn. “Lynn, there is something I need to ask you.”

“No I am not going to marry you.”

“Okay, that isn’t it. Stop laughing. I need you to be serious.”

“Okay.”

“So after I said all that stuff back in Indy, I truly thought I had lost you forever.”

“You almost did.”

“Please, just let me talk. I am not a religious man, and probably never will be, but I do believe in a higher power. When I thought I would never see you again, I began to pray for just one more chance, just one more chance to prove to you that I love you. I hate the fact that that chance came from you getting beat up and loosing the baby, but that is what happened.” Lynn began to get a little misty eyed. “I am sorry that I never said it before now, but Lynn I love you more than I have anyone before. Now Lynn was out right crying. “Because of that, I think it is stupid for me to still be in living in LA. I was wondering if it would be okay…I mean I want to know if you want me…”

“Just spit it out for God’s sake,” Lynn said through tear stained eyes.

“Can I move in with you?”

“What took you so long to ask?”

“I am just so scared. I am scared that I will mess up again and you will leave me, and I don’t know if I could take that,” Brendan said as he, himself, began to cry.

“No matter how perfect things look on the outside, we will always have problems. It will just be easier to fight if we live in the same house.” Both Lynn and Brendan began to chuckle.

“So you want me to move in then?”

“I swear, sometimes I think you are deaf.” Brendan smiled and pulled Lynn into the most romantic kiss one could have in a hospital. The next day, the doctors told Lynn that she could go home. She would be sore for a week or so, but that wasn’t anything painkillers couldn’t handle.

When they got back to the apartment, the package from Lisa had arrived. Along with some random fan mail and the script, she sent along a few of the tabloids. Luckily, everyone was in good spirits and found what the tabloids said funny. Brendan wasn’t laughing, however, when Lynn told him what happened to her. When Brendan was told the story, he began to cry. Then Lynn told him what Gerry did to Dante, Brendan was speechless. Both of the girls got teary eyed when the two men hugged.

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(A/N: I got the idea for this movie from a new Ryan Renyolds movie by the name of Just Friends.)

For the next few weeks life went on as it usually did. Lynn was back to her old self after a few days of lying around the house. She never did like being still for too long. Once Lynn was healed, Brendan left for a few days to get everything in order to make the move to New York. Once he was back and all moved in, it was obvious to Ann and Lynn that there was a boy living there. If they had a nickel for every time they had to tell Brendan to put the toilet seat down, they would be rich women.

It took Gerry only a day to read the script that Lisa had sent him. He loved it so much so that he called the director himself to let him know that he would take any part he was given. He was in luck because the director wanted him to play the lead. “Basically,” Gerry said sitting on the couch with Ann curled up on his chest, “I play this guy who was rejected by this girl he loved in high school and turns into a womanizer. Later in life I am reunited with this girl and I am shown the error of my ways. Finally after cleaning up my act, I get the girl and all is well.”

“That sounds funny. It will be interesting to see you play an asshole. At least you won’t have to act very hard.”

“I can't believe you just said that to me,” he said trying to act hurt.

“You know I didn’t mean it. Where will you be filming?”

“In LA. I have to leave in about month and I will be gone for about a month.”

“I could visit you.”

“I should hope you will.”

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A few days before Gerry was going to leave for LA, Ann got a call from her manager that she was being asked to do a small one month tour of small venues in the New England area. Normally she would have been excited about it, but not this time. This tour meant that she would not be able to visit Gerry in LA.

On the night before he was going to leave, Ann was determined to make it a good one. Lynn and Brendan decided to go to a hotel in order to give the two of them more privacy. Gerry was gone most of the day at photo shoots and random interviews which gave Ann the opportunity to make everything perfect. When Gerry walked in the door, there was nothing but candle light. There had to be a hundred of them scattered all around the apartment. The second thing he noticed was the smells of dinner. When he rounded the corner, and saw the dinning room, his mouth dropped open. Ann was just finishing putting the food on the table. There was his favorite, angel hair pasta in when he liked to call “the pink sauce.” Basically it was spaghetti and alfredo sauces mixed. “You didn’t have to do all of this,” he said as he just stared at the table.

“If I’m not going to see you for a month, I want to be our last night to be a good one,” Ann replied. “Please, set your stuff down and sit down.”

Gerry did as he was told, and as Ann walked back into the kitchen, he noticed that she was wearing the jeans he liked. The great thing about these jeans was the way they made her ass look. ‘Now that you are wearing those pants,’ he thought, ‘this really will be a great night.’

Dinner went on with nothing exciting happening. Gerry decided to through caution to the wind and have a glass of wine. He had decided that he was only going to drink on special occasions, and this was one of them.

When dinner was over, Ann ran into the bathroom to run a bath. “I will get all of this set up, if you wash the dishes.”

“I think that is a reasonable request.”

When Gerry was finished, he walked into the bathroom right when Ann had let her silk robe fall to the ground. He stared at her in awe as she turned and walked over to him. Ann pulled Gerry into one of the most passionate kisses he had ever experienced. When she was done, Ann moved her mouth up to his ear. As she began to undress a still out of breath Gerry and whispered, “Get in. it is time for the dirty boy to get clean.”

He did as he was told and as he finished undressing he thanked God he had been able to talk Ann into putting in a bigger tub. As he got into the hot water, Ann was just finishing lighting the candles and was switching off the lights. Thought the bathroom wasn’t large it seemed like it took forever for Ann to walk across it. The way her body looked in the dim light was giving him wood and he wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there, but he decided to let her do what she wanted. He always had more fun that way.

Ann climbed into the bath and sat behind Gerry. She began by placing shampoo in his hair and working it into a lather. She giggled a bit when he moaned because of the massage she was giving his scalp.

When she was done with his hair she began to wash his body. She started first with his back and as she slipped past him to move in front, she let one of he breasts graze his cheek. There was something erotic about the way his stubble felt on her skin. As she began to wash his chest, she decided to forgo the scrubby and use her hands. Ann ran her hands up and down Gerry’s chest massaging it the same way she did his hair. Then she began to run her hands up and down him legs and than back to his chest and arms, making sure to only slightly graze his already growing erection.

When it looked as though he was about to fall asleep, she placed her hand around his penis and began to move it up and down. He had been leaning on the back of the tub, but when Ann began to work him over; he shot up and opened he eyes wide. Ann leaned forward and before she could herself, Gerry pulled her into a kiss. The kisses got deeper as Ann began to move her hand faster.

She could tell that Gerry was right on the edge and whispered to him to move up and sit on the edge of the tub which was plenty wide. He did as he was told and when he settled, Ann moved to him and placed his aching cock in her mouth. He was so close before the move that it didn’t take much to finish him off. A flick of the tongue and some soft humming was all he needed before she shot his load into Ann’s mouth. As she licked him clean he calmed his breathing enough to talk. “Aren’t you glad I told you to put in a bigger tub?”

“I am actually.”

Gerry helped Ann out of the tub and they began to dry off. “Ann,” Gerry said, “would you mind if I took over the festivities for a bit I have something in mind.”

“Go right on a head.” As Ann finished drying off, she heard Gerry lighting a fire. The nice thing about living in an old building was that there was a fire place in every room.

“All set,” Gerry said from Ann’s room. As Ann walked into her room, She saw that Gerry had taken her big fluffy rug and placed it in front of the fire place along with a bunch of the pillows that were on her bed. “I thought I could give you a message to relax all those muscles you worked all day.

“Well aren’t you nice.”

Ann went to untie her robe and Gerry stopped her. “Let me do that for you.”

“I can..”

“Shhhh darling no more talking.” Gerry took the tie of her robe and tenderly slipped it down her body. He took Ann’s hand and lowered her onto the rug as she flipped over onto her stomach; he placed a pillow under her head. When she was settled, Gerry poured a small amount of rose scented massage oil onto her back and began to rub out all the kinks.

He began with her shoulders and worked his way down to her lower back and then to her legs. She began to moan softly which made Gerry begin to grow hard again. Gerry had her flip over onto her back and began to rub the oil all over her arms and stomach. When he got to her upper thighs, he spread her legs a little in order to get to the inside of her thighs. While he was massaging her legs, he softly blew on her heat.

He moved is hands away from her legs and up to her breasts and as he began to squish and pinch, Ann twitched her hips in the direction of his mouth. With out a word, Gerry dove into her folds as Ann brought her knees up and spread her legs wider to let him in.

As Gerry was sucking and nipping on her bundle, Ann’s moans grew louder. To amplify the pleasure, Gerry thrust two fingers deep into her core and began to go in and out. Ann bucked her hips and moaned like never before. “Oh fuck! Oh God! Uh, uh, uhhhhhh. Oh sweet Jesus!”

Gerry knew she was nearing the edge and began to thrust harder and lick faster. As she felt the wave begin to role over her, she screamed out his name. “Gerry! Fuck me! Oh God!” Gerry looked up just in time to see her face as she came.

When Ann came back down, she sat up to look at her lover. There was a twinkle in his eye that he had never seen before, a mischievous twinkle. Oh God was it sexy!

“Get on the bed, Mr. Butler,” Ann said with passion in her eyes. Gerry did as he was told and after they were both standing, Ann kissed him and threw him on the bed. “It is high time you had a good fucking.”

“I can't argue with that.”

Over the next few hours, there was nothing but moaning and screaming to be heard. The action began on top of the covers but was so rough that the covers got tossled. When they fell off the bed the covers were pulled down to avoid rug burn.

When Ann had come down from her third orgasm in a row, the two of them were on the floor in each others arms. As they lay there talking, Ann told Gerry how scared she was to be away from him for a month. “Just think what can happen in that month,” she said. “We are both going to be busy, just at different times. You will be working during the day and me at night, when will we find time to talk?”

“We will manage. People do this every day, and they don’t have problems. Besides, what could possible go wrong?”

The two of them fell asleep in each others arms, on the floor next to the bed. They both knew that being apart for so long and not having much time to talk would be hard, but they wouldn’t be sleeping so easily if they knew what was coming, more importantly, who was coming.

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