All Chapters of BLACK LEATHER & WHITE LACE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

‘If this world is wearing thinAnd you're thinking of escapeI'll go anywhere with youJust wrap me up in chainsBut if you try to go aloneDon't think I'll understandStay with me…’ Everly’s agent had arranged for Lennon to get a pass to stay with Everly at the convention. When Johnny dropped them off at the door, she gripped his hand tightly as they went inside. He didn’t care… Lennon was glad they were already holding hands. But once they reached the green room where the panelists were meeting each other before going out on stage, Everly relaxed. And that had amazed him. After all, she was meeting A-list stars and a director who was notorious for being a pain in the behind. He’d thought her tension had been caused by shyness, but he was obviously wrong. She didn’t seem insecure, overwhelmed, or intimidated by what was going on as she shook hands and stood around talking. In fact, she soon had the director and Alec Palmer laughing. T

‘Kiss an angel good morningAnd let her know you think about her when you're goneKiss an angel good morningAnd love her like the devil when you get back home…’ The next morning, Lennon woke up early even though he hadn’t slept much the night before. He was too aware that Everly was in his guest house. Their meeting had certainly gone differently than he’d expected, but he’d gotten to know her better really quickly. Lennon texted and asked Everly to let him know when she was awake. When she said she already was, he threw on some clothes and walked down the road to see her. As he walked, Lennon thought about her anxiety and what it might mean for them. He knew she was more worried about it than he was. She came out onto the porch looking fresh and simple in a white t-shirt and jeans with her long blonde hair cascading down her back. Lennon loved how her generous mouth turned up in such a wide smile, and he loved that. Right now, it was all for him.“Hi, a

'There is no greater loveThan what you bring to meNo sweeter songThan what you sing, sing to me You're the sweetest thingThat I have ever knownAnd to think that you are mine, You are mine alone...'             Everly went back to the guest house and got her laptop before going to Lennon’s studio. She desperately needed to get some work done on her story, or she’d never make her deadline on time.           Myra, Lennon’s mother, showed her to the studio, and when she went in, Everly found the whole band hard at work rehearsing a song with Rosalee. She was so interested in watching the process that created the music she loved that it was impossible to concentrate on writing.           Most of the time, Everly sat on the couch in the back corner with her laptop ope

‘Under your spell orunder my own powerIt really doesn't matter to me…See, I fell in loveThe first time I saw youAnd have been falling in loveEver sinceTake meI'm your prisonerAnd sentence me to beYour lover for life…’ Lennon started to protest, but he paused for a second. There was something truly noble, classy, and brave in her acceptance of the women in his past, of her trust in him, of the way she was pouring her soul out to him.“I see… The only thing I have to say to that is… I have never felt so alive, so… good, so… myself, as I do when I’m with you, angel. And this will make me sound really shallow, but the first thing I noticed about you was how beautiful you are. I’m interested in no one else but you…”“You are? Why?”“Because before I met you, I was like a closed door. No one was able to find the key… but you. Your beauty, your sweetness… opened me. I found myself telling you things I never told a soul, showing you hopes and dreams I’ve kept inside since

‘Lying beside you, this joy is so deepI reach out and touch you tenderlyAdrift in a moment so sacred and pure,Alive for you only, I am yours…’“My time here has been incredible… Good weather, exceptional food, wonderful music… such perfect company…” she said and went toward the window. “Peace and tranquility… You…” Everly added giving him a half look over her shoulder. Inhaling deeply, Everly raised her head and smiled at the stars. The view across the opened window was absolutely breathtaking. The night sky, the silvery moon, the lake…“Look at these amazing stars… They look like diamonds…” Lennon, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, reached out for Everly and pulled her onto the bed.“Look at the amazing angel lying next to me, in my bed,” he whispered. Smiling, she turned her eyes to him, only to find Lennon gazing at her in a gravely awestruck way that made her smile fade, and a solemn, sweet feeling took its place. He moved first… Th