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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 8

Ann woke up with a jerk. She suddenly realized what Gerry had mumbled the night before. It replayed in her head. “I think I love you,” he said as he fell asleep. Ann sat up in bed and looked over at him. He was breathing softly and he had a grin on his face. The thing that scared he more than what he had said, was that seeing him sleeping next to her, she began to feel the same way.

Slowly, she got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and a thought pooped in her head. ‘The quicker and quieter you leave, the easier it will be.’ Ann got dressed, opened the door, looked back at Gerry, and as a tear fell on her cheek, she softly closed the door.

When Ann got back to the suite she shared with Lynn, she was grateful that neither Lynn nor Brendan was awake yet. It was six o’clock in the morning, no one was awake yet. She packed in silence, left a note, and went down to the lobby to get a cab to the airport. ‘The further away I am, the easier it will be to forget everything,’ she thought as she checked her bags at the counter.

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Gerry woke up to an empty bed. As his eyes adjusted to the morning light, he noticed that only his clothes littered the floor. “Ann,” he called out. There was no answer. When he called her cell, it went straight to voicemail.

He looked at the clock. It was 9:30. ‘Just call,’ he thought. ‘They should be up by now.’ He dialed Brendan.

“Hello,” Brendan said groggily.

“I need to talk to Lynn,” Gerry said.

“Hold on,” he handed the phone to Lynn. “It’s Gerry. Get him off the phone quick. I have more ravaging to do before breakfast.”

“Gerry, what do you want?” Lynn asked.

“Do you know where Ann might have gone? She isn’t here, and her cell phone is off.”

“I don’t think she’s here either.”

“Could you check for me?”

“If you promise to stop being a woman,’ Lynn said as she got out of bed. “I am sure she’s fine. Nope she isn’t here.” Lynn looked around a bit confused. “All her stuff is gone and she left a note. It says, ‘I have gone back to New York. See you when you get here.’” Ann also said it had nothing to do with Gerry, but Lynn knew she was lying.

“Why would she leave?” Gerry asked.

“I don’t know. Listen I gotta go, Brendan needs me in bed. Come over in about an hour and we will go get breakfast.”

“Okay,” he said hanging up the phone.

“I swear,” Lynn said, “Ann could make any guy into a woman. I hate all that romantic bullshit.”

“Lynn,” Brendan said, “shut up and get back in bed. I’m not dirty enough to take a shower.’

“You know sometimes you make no sense. Luckily you don’t need sense to be sexy.”

* * * * * * * * * *

“What did I do?” Gerry asked.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” Lynn said, taking a sip of coffee. “I know Ann better than anyone and even I don’t understand why she does what she does.”

“She seemed fine last night.”

“I’m sure she did. I think what might have happened is that she got scared. She doesn’t want to get hurt and she thinks that if she runs it won’t happen. She was in a bad relationship and I think that might have screwed her up.”

“I know. Brendan told me…,” Gerry then realized that he wasn’t supposed to know about Adam and he tried to cover it all up, “…nothing. I don’t know anything.”

Lynn shot Brendan the look of death and smacked him. “Why did you tell him?”

“He wanted to know,” Brendan said, rubbing his arm.

“That doesn’t mean you just blab personal details about someone when even you aren’t supposed to know.”

“What should I do?” Gerry asked.

“First, like I told you earlier, stop being a woman,” Brendan laughed but was promptly smacked. “Then you let me take care of it. If you don’t give her enough space and time, to realize how stupid she is being, she will just close up and shut you out. I have seen it before.”

They ate the rest of breakfast in relative silence. Gerry was obviously upset; he just pushed his food around on his plate. “What ever you do Gerry,” Lynn said, “don’t cry, I will loose all respect for you.” That made him smile a bit.

Lynn Left for New York later that afternoon. The boys had to stay to do more interviews. Lynn chuckled at herself because of how she was acting. She was not the type of girl to be with just one guy or even to fawn over one, but Brendan had a strange way of making her do that.

Lynn walked into the apartment. She wasn’t surprised when she looked over at Ann, sitting on the couch surrounded by tissues and watching The Princess Bride. Lynn said nothing, but walked quietly to her room and dropped her bag on the floor. She walked back into the living room and turned off the TV.

“What was that for?” Ann asked sniffling.

“Stop wallowing in self-pity!” Lynn yelled.

“What?”

“What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you leave?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Ann said getting up.

Lynn shoved her back down on the couch. “I know you don’t, but I am going to make you. Why do you always find something to be unhappy about?”

“I don’t do that,” Ann said defensively.

“Don’t lie to me. You know you do. Every time you find something that could make you happy, truly happy the way you want to be, you run away.”

“I don’t do that.” Ann began to cry.

“Yes you do. A prime example of that is Gerry. Would you like to know what he was like this morning? The man was confused. He knows how you feel towards him and you just left; no explanation, no nothing. Why?”

“I don’t know,” Ann said sobbing uncontrollably.

“Yes you do. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be crying.”

“I am scared. He told me he loved me. I don’t want him to find out that he doesn’t.” Ann got up and ran to her room, slammed the door, and locked it.

Lynn was right behind her, and said to the door, “He won’t. There are very few things you could do to make him not love you, except what you are doing right now. I don’t know why you run. You want to be loved more than anything, and when you find it you run. You always find something to be sad about. I don’t get it. Be happy for once in your life. You have nothing to be sad about. You have a family that loves you and friends that love you. And now there is a guy that you love and he loves you back. Try for me. For a start, stop watching sappy movies. Call Gerry and tell him you’re sorry.” Lynn listened closely. She knew Ann was listening and that what she said got to her because all she heard was Ann crying. “Okay, you get two days. If you don’t call him, I will.”

* * * * * * * * * *

The next day, Brendan came to New York for a while. God only knows why, and Lynn certainly didn’t understand, but Brendan decided to stay at a hotel. He said it was so they could have privacy, but it didn’t really matter because Ann didn’t really know what was going on. She slept on the couch, so it didn’t matter if Brendan and Lynn got a little loud while “exercising”.

Even though Lynn and Brendan were not all that touchy feely, just seeing them together made Ann even more depressed. She thought about it, and did admit to herself that this depression was of her own making, but every time she picked up the phone to call Gerry, she couldn’t do it. It was like she couldn’t make her finger apply pressure to the call button on her cell.

As a result of her mood, she baked constantly. There was one batch of cookies that were just the slightest but too brown and Lynn thought the apartment was going to flood from all the tears. Lynn did smile when Brendan told Ann that her chocolate chip cookies were really good even though they were as black as a hockey puck and so hard that they could be considered a deadly weapon.

* * * * * * * * * *

For the most part, Lynn and Brendan left Ann alone. When she wasn’t screaming about the cookies, she didn’t really say anything. “Is she going to be okay?” Brendan asked Lynn when he walked into the apartment and saw Ann in the same clothes she had been in for three days.

“I hope so. She is kinda bumming me out. She just needs to get laid.”

“Well…” he said in a jokingly suggestive way.

*** “No, that thing is mine and only mine,” she said pulling Brendan in to her bedroom. The second she closed the door, his lips were fused to hers. She let out a quiet, breathy moan.

Brendan wrapped his arms around her and pressed her against the door. He could feel her hesitance and knew exactly why she wasn’t returning his passion.

“I gotta pee,” he announced after breaking their kiss.

“Wow. So romantic,” Lynn teased.

Brendan winked at her and quickly left the room. He went to the living room and jotted down a note for Ann.

“Ann,
If you are feeling frustrated, Gerry lives in the building right next door. Number 287. Go to him.

-Bren & Lynn

He heard the bathroom door open, so he shoved the note into the book Ann was reading and hurried to Lynn’s bedroom.

He slipped inside and heard Ann say, “I hope you know I hate you both. And the next time you run to the bathroom, please FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, remember to put clothes on.” Brendan grinned and closed the door behind him.

Lynn was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Much better,” Brendan said coming towards her. Lynn stood up and walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He crushed his lips onto hers and she opened her mouth to grant his tongue entrance. As she felt him reach up the back of her dress, she pulled back. “What’s wrong, baby?” he asked.

* * * * * * * * * *

Ann walked back to the couch and sat down with a huff. Seeing Bren and Lynn, as happy as they were, made her cry. She flipped through the channels and found there was nothing on. She opened her book and began to read.

When she turned the page, a note fell out. Ann read the note, began to cry, got up, and ran out the door.

* * * * * * * * * *

*** “We can't do this. Ann is out there, heart broken. And we aren’t exactly knows for being quiet,” Lynn resounded.

“Already taken care of,” Brendan said, highly pleased at hearing Ann slam the front door.

“Do I want to know what that was all about?” Lynn asked, cocking a perfectly groomed eyebrow.

“Probably not,” Brendan answered.

“Well good, because ever since you walked through that door in those jeans,” she said looking dramatically at his package that seemed to have gotten larger, “I have wanted to fuck your brains out.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Brendan growled before he pulled Lynn to him again, kissing her deeply.

“Mmm, that tongue should be outlawed,” Lynn said pushing her body closer to his.

“Like you should talk,” he said between kisses. Lynn’s hands moved down to the hem of his shirt. She tugged it for a moment then lifted it over his head, breaking the kiss just long enough to remove it.

Lynn moved her hands over his smooth, hard chest. She felt him shiver under them. She loved the feeling of his body and its reactions under her fingers.

Brendan moved quickly into action by unzipping her dress. He pushed the straps off Lynn’s shoulders and watched the material pool at her feet. She stepped out of it and kicked the dress behind her.

* * * * * * * * * *

Ann bounded down the stairs so quickly she almost fell. When she got to the door, someone was leaving, so Ann didn’t have to buzz Gerry. ‘Thank God,’ Ann thought as she ran up the stairs.

* * * * * * * * * *

*** “You are so beautiful,” Brendan said, in awe of Lynn standing only in a thong in front of him

“Complements will get you everywhere, Mr. Fehr,” Lynn said with a grin. She began nipping at Brendan’s neck as she worked on his belt buckle. When she had it free, Lynn unbuttoned his fly, making sure to rub against his aching cock with every button.

“Are you trying to make me crazy?” Brendan hissed.

“Patience, young grasshopper,” Lynn teased as she pulled down his jeans and boxers in one tug. Brendan’s hard cock stood proud in front of her.

“I believe it is you who is beautiful,” Lynn said before she could stop the sappy line from escaping her mouth. ‘God, two minuets with Brendan in the buff and I am turning into Ann,’ Lynn scolded herself.

Brendan flashed her one of his legendary smirks and pushed her to the bed, where she fell effortlessly. He made quick work of removing her thong and moving his hands up her thighs.

“Uh-huh,” Lynn said shaking her head. “Foreplay is overrated,” she said with a grin. “I’ve been waiting for this since you got here. Trust me, I’m ready.”

Brendan smiled at her. He hit the jackpot. A girl who was beautiful, smart, funny, and didn’t get all wrapped up in the romantic junk. Though he was still sure he could make her crave romance occasionally.

Lynn quickly slipped a condom on Brendan’s swelling shaft. “God, I’ll be glad when this pill kicks in. then we don’t have to use these fucking condoms.”

Brendan’s cock jumped at the thought of pumping into Lynn without a barrier between them.

Then suddenly, Lynn straddled his thighs. “I want you to fuck me against the wall,” she said, her eyes growing dark with lust.

* * * * * * * * * *

When she got to number 287, Ann stopped and took a deep breathe. ‘It will be okay,’ she said to herself. ‘Just say what is really in you heart.’

* * * * * * * * * *

*** Brendan swallowed. He had wanted to do that so badly. But he didn’t know how rough Lynn liked it. Sure, they had gotten rough before, but he could see the desire reflecting in her eyes. That she wanted him to plow into her.

He stood up, pulling her up with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist. While kissing and nipping at her neck, Brendan walked them over to the far wall and pushed her against it.

“Ah, that’s cold!” she hissed.

“I’m sorry, baby,” Brendan said. He honestly felt bad.

“No, I like it,” Lynn said with a wicked smirk.

Brendan growled in response and Lynn grabbed a hold of his cock, guiding it into her. “Fuck me, Brendan,” she begged.

He thrust into her hard and fast. “God, you are so fucking wet,” he mumbled against her lips.

He moved in and out of her at an agonizing pace. He didn’t want to hurt her. Plus he liked torturing her a bit.

“Fuck me!” Lynn demanded, grabbing him and holding him closer. Brendan then began to pound her hard. Her back hit the wall with great force each time he pumped into her dripping wet cunt.

“Oh God,” Lynn screamed.

“Fuck!” Brendan hissed. He wanted to hold on to the feeling of her hot pussy around his cock.

* * * * * * * * * *

She knocked on the door. There was no answer. Ann knocked again. Nothing. Ann began to cry but she kept on knocking, just not as loud. She slid to the floor still crying. ‘He will never forgive me. He will never forgive me,’ she kept repeating as she stopped knocking.

* * * * * * * * * *

*** “Harder!” Lynn screamed. She couldn’t get enough of him inside her. Brendan picked up the pace, yet again. Now they were fucking double speed.

Pure satisfaction was etched across both of their faces. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, baby, I’m gonna come!” Lynn screamed at the top pf her lungs.

“Oh! God! Lynn!” Brendan moaned as he came with her walls fluttering around him.

They fell to the ground. Brendan’s legs had turned to jelly. He couldn’t hold them up anymore. The two of them were too tire to make it to the bed, so they just laid there, on the floor, in each others arms.

Finally, when she regained her senses, Lynn asked, “So what did you do to help Ann?”

Brendan grinned, “Well, it just so happens that our good friend Gerry lives in the next building. I just gave her a push in the right direction.”

Lynn straddled his hips and kissed him. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she said.

Kisses became deeper and Brendan moved his hands to her ass, but broke the kiss. “Do you think we could move to the bed?” he asked. “I am getting to old to be having sex on the floor after an orgasm like that.”

Lynn laughed. “Yeah, 28, what an old man,” she joked and raced him to the bed.

* * * * * * * * * *

All of a sudden, Ann felt a hand wiping the tears from her face. She looked up into those perfect green eyes and lost control of herself.

(A/N: anything that has three stars before it, ***, was written by gnrkrystle.)

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