Your Blue Eyes Ch.6

Breakfast was an interesting affair. The waitress was a little too friendly in Willow's opinion. She felt a small amount of relief that she had been able to wrestle John into a shirt before coming down here. What really ticked her off was the fact that he was playing along with the waitress. When she had gone, Willow asked John in a harsh whisper, "What are you doing?!"
He blinked. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is stop flirting with the waitress!"
"Who, Ella? She's a nice bird, no need to worry about -" He stopped, then gave her a sly smile. "Willow Norwich," he chastened, "are you jealous?"
"What? No!" she answered indignantly.
"Aw, c'mon, admit it, you're jealous," he teased.
She glared at him. Before he could add anything, the waitress, Ella, returned with their plates. "Here you are, sir," she said sweetly, completely ignoring Willow.
Willow gaped. How annoying can people be? As John started on his breakfast, Ella continued to linger beside him, hopping from foot to foot. "I think that's all, Ella," Willow said curtly.
The older woman glowered at her, then left. After a moment of awkward silence, John looked up and asked curiously, "Aren't you hungry, love?"
"No," Willow replied tartly.
He gazed at her. "Well, you don't sound very happy."
"Thanks for noticing."
"Something wrong?"
"Oh, no, nothing's wrong," she answered mockingly.
He set down his fork and leaned back in his chair. "I'm not being a very good boyfriend, am I?" he asked ruefully.
"Frankly, no."
"For Christ's sake, girl, I'm sorry."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, really." He reached across the table and took her hand.
As hard as she tried, she couldn't stay mad at him. She felt her resolution weakening. "You forgive me?" John inquired innocently.
"I suppose. But you have to promise to behave," Willow said sternly.
"Yes, ma'am!" He saluted her, smiling cheekily.


"So, what now?" Willow queried as she gazed out the window, down at the busy community below.
"I know," John responded, leaping up and walking over. "I'll sing for you."
Before she could question him, he burst into song. "I got arms that long to hold you," he crooned, wrapping his arms around her. "And keep you by my side. I got lips that long to kiss you, and keep you satisfied, oooh!"
Willow blushed as he gave her a peck on the lips. John smiled and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. He leaned in and kissed her again.  Though temporarily shocked, Willow recovered and returned it. When the three other Beatles entered the room, they were completely oblivious to their presence. "Hey, guys, we're back from -" George began.
The trio froze. "I think we ought to leave…" Ringo said awkwardly.
"Yeah, let's give these two lovebirds some privacy," Paul agreed, as all three backed out of the room, the door clicking shut behind them.