Chapter 15

Everyone was running around to help get the shoot ready. I was given my camera to use and the men all had on their Sargent Pepper attire.I started to take control and direct them on how to sit against the vibrant yellow backdrop that we had placed. The colors were absolutely popping and they all looked great, especially George."Does it look good?" Paul asked as I snapped photo after photo of them."You are going to be amazed when these photographs are developed," I exclaimed, growing more and more excited of my role as photographer.I was getting down on the floor and then back up and then having them stand and sit and having them lean in or laugh together, which they were doing anyways."You've quite the little bossy babe," Ringo said to George at one point."She likes to take control of things," George said in response, as proud as can be of me being in charge.This was then followed by John asking if he could borrow me to take control of his own life to which I responded for myself with a resounding "no!"Laughter erupted and we got the most amazing shots. We then took some photographs of them standing around the drum kit that had the Sgt. Pepper logo on it. There would be some editors that were going to create a look that Paul envisioned using these photos a few days later once they were developed.It was late in the evening when we finished and George quickly changed into his regular clothes and pulled me into his lap on a couch in the office adjacent to the studio room so we could relax for a few moments."They are all going to the Weston Club tonight," he alerted me once we were alone together and could relax, "how are you feeling, Lo?""I think we should go," I nodded in approval at him, "there's much to celebrate, this is a huge deal and so exciting."He kissed me passionately and smiled wider than ever before, I didn't know what the smile was in response to, exactly."You're a woman of many talents," he said to me then."I think I have 3 talents.... total," I downplayed his praise and started to name how many instruments he was able to play. He stopped me when I was up to number 10."I was referring to how quickly you jumped in to help us, you could have refused and we could have found someone.""That was an option?" I asked him sarcastically, "I wish I would have known."He then smiled and pulled me down off his lap and onto my back on the couch and laid over me with his arms holding him up, "you're one of a kind, girl."

He kissed me slowly and I reached my arms for his neck."What's all this?" Paul walked in and gave us a hard time just to be funny. George just turned his head toward Paul without moving from the position we were in and told him to give us a minute, as if he was going to ravage me right then and there with his band mates in the next room.Paul swung the door closed and we were sure he was then standing there so no one else could barge in and interrupt us."We're not doing this here," I was laughing uncontrollably, knowing that George had only been joking. It felt good to have this version of George in my life. These past 24 hours have been a complete new course to take in our marriage, we were as happy today as we were on our honeymoon, neither of us feeling lonely.We got up and opened the door less than a minute later and Paul stood there laughing, "George, why so quick, that's not how you please a woman!"With that we walked away and we were off to enjoy a night out in celebration of the Beatles accomplishments.Luckily they knew the staff at the club and the bouncers were able to filter who was allowed in for the night. Other models were there, musicians, and no crazy screaming fans that would cause the night to be miserable.I noticed George wasn't drinking, as we sat there and chatted with some of his musician friends. He kept taking drag after drag of his cigarettes which I just dealt with, for him."Your wife is absolutely Beautiful," his musician friends would say about me as if I had no brain to take in the compliment for myself to which George would respond "that's an understatement."I finally pulled him up to follow me to bar so I could ask him what was going on.

Ringo was standing there with us. "I've been drinking a lot," he then admitted, "...all hours of the day while working. I don't want that tonight. I just don't want to alter my state in any way. It's hard to not take a drink but I'm doing it to be present here with you," he said gently. He then took my hair and pushed it out of my face before kissing me on the forehead.

"You guys make me want to vomit," Ringo then shook his head and walked to the other end of the bar. 

"Oh, sod off!" George jokingly called out to his close friend."George can I say something?" I breathed into his neck as he put his arm around me."What's wrong?" He grew nervous for a moment."George, I am absolutely madly, crazy in love with you and if we don't get to a hotel room like right now," I bit my lip and stared into his eyes hoping he got the hint, "I might jump on you and start taking your clothes of right here and now."After staring at me for a moment in disbelief that I just gave him an ultimatum he picked me up and started to carry me toward the door."You don't have to ask me twice," he finally spoke and brought me out to a driver that was there waiting to take his car to a nearby hotel. It was the same hotel I had stayed in when I first arrived in London. He always planned things one step ahead of me and obviously knew we wouldn't stay at the club very long.We got to our suite and we couldn't keep our hands off of each other."So work is done," he said happily and we again sat together on a sofa, "for now, at least. So, I am here, baby."I knew that meant this relaxed, and present, husband of mine was here to stay for the moment. He had told me he'd be more present in both of our lives; mine as well as his own, and now he was trying to prove it to me."Thank you," I said softly, "it's been a hard days night."He knew what I meant by that as the lyrics to one of their early Beatles songs played in his head and he shook his head in disbelief."How do you have the ability to completely surprise me with the things that you say to me," he said happily.He had been working like a dog. But I was always there for him to turn to and be loved by and he had took it for granted for a few weeks now."I've been wanting to be with you," I said craving his delicate touch, and sexy body.

"I truly apologize, my sweet Lolo." He said looking pained but then composed himself, "get ready though because I intend to show you just how sorry I am."Suddenly he jumped up and swept me off my feet and carried me to the enormous bed we had for the night.I knew we would cover every inch of it with our bodies and that sleep would be practically nonexistent for the night.....After a long night of spending every moment being intimate or discussing our life together and what the future will hold for us, we finally got some rest as the sun was coming up."Sleep tight, my beautiful wife," He tucked me in and I drifted fast asleep, exhausted from the way my husband made love to me.I dreamt of the life I wanted with him. I pictured us living in California someday with exactly four kids standing around being proud of who their parents were. I was afraid to bring up the idea of children with George, as he had also avoided the subject himself as we talked about our future plans.All he spoke of specifically was wanting to travel to India to hone in on his meditations, wanting to start writing songs for a solo album, and that we would travel to America very soon to see his friends and my family.I finally suggested that we take a trip up to see his parents before the album release to get away for a little bit and get his mind to a permanent happy place.He was all for this and happily agreed we should stay with his parents for a few days in Liverpool, right after my next magazine cover shoot was done at the end of the week.When I woke up I smelled food and jumped up to immediately go and get some, I realized that I was starving. George was sitting on the ground in the front room of our suite in a meditation pose. Once I noticed him I started to tip toe, as to not disturb him and his eyes darted open. He was usually less aware of his surroundings when he was in his deep state and so I felt better knowing he was just lightly meditating."Good morning," he said sweetly to me."I smell food and I want it all," I admitted to him. I was so hungry after how active we were all night."I am too," he admitted, "I decided I'd do this until you woke up and we could eat together.""You have so much restraint," I shook my head, knowing I wouldn't have waited for him to eat."Not last night I didn't," he winked and my heart fluttered at the memory of how great the night with him was. He hadn't held back at all and our marriage felt stronger for it.He sat there and smiled to himself as I ate more than him. I just had this weird feeling of being malnourished and I didn't care how much I was eating, something in me craved a huge hearty meal."Slow down there," he said before looking me up and down, "have you been eating before today?" He asked. I knew I was looking skinny but I was trying to eat more than one meal a day."Well not always," I admitted, "I make dinners for us and usually pick at it. I have been worried about you and feeling alone, so I've skipped a meal or two.""You need to eat more," he said, "what if you had been with child and they weren't getting nutrients...""What?" I interrupted him instead of letting him finish. Why would he bring up me being pregnant, he couldn't possibly think I could be."Babies need nourishment," he said simply."Well it's a good thing you haven't been in our bed to be able to give me one," I shot back in my own defense."I didn't mean..." he chose his words carefully after a moment of silence, "...I just picture us having kids someday and I want you to be healthy when that happens.""Why?" I began to cry, "why are you bringing this up now? I gave you the opportunity last night and you wouldn't mention having children with me.""You can't be serious..." he shook his head, "of course I want a family with you. You would be an amazing mother... but I didn't want to bring it up because of how fast it all is. We're young and we have all this work going on. I don't want to be away from you and our children.""How many are we talking?" I looked up at him through tears and he pulled me close to him and wiped them from my eyes."Four?" He asked and in that moment I knew he was my soul mate.I called my best friend Jenna in the afternoon and told her how great marriage has been the last two days and she wished us so much love and happiness. She also began to plan our trip to New York for the end of summer and the countdown was going to be officially on to when I could see her, my parents, and my home again, this time with my husband.The last time I was home, I had been living with Darry because I had no where else to stay. There was no plan for me permanently staying in England at the time and since then whatever belongings I possessed were moved to a separate Davis estate, waiting to be retrieved.However, I knew that the very moment I step foot back onto American soil that I will absolutely feel the pain of losing my friend all over again and for that I was hesitant.