Twenty-Four ~ Chris Evans X Reader

Part 9 - The Calm Before The Storm

I woke the next morning warm and wrapped lovingly in Chris's arms. The sunlight was beaming through the curtains making our bodies glow with warmth. I could hear the soft thumping of his heart inside his chest letting me know he was still asleep. I glance around to see that somehow amidst our many times, we had moved to our old room and our old bed. I look up at Chris's still sleeping face and smile. I had forgotten how peaceful he looked when he was sleeping. Reaching up I gently touch his beard and bite my lips to keep from laughing. Few men could pull off the whole Lumberjack look; but he did it beautifully.

I cuddle into the crook of his arm as I reach down and grabbing the comforter pull it up over my shoulders. His body warmth mixed with the scent of the room made me remember all the good memories we shared in this room. I was so comfortable I didn't want to move. I feel him stir next to me and I smile. As his eyes flutter open, I stare at him in awe. I hated the fact that his eyelashes were prettier than mine. He groggily turns to look at me and I offer him a soft smile. He returns my smile with one of his own as he rolls onto his side and wrapping his arm around my waist brings my lower half closer to his.

I feel a familiar heat flush my skin as it contacts his and a soft moan escapes my lips. "Good morning." He says and I bite my lip before I make some squeaky reply. "Did you sleep well?"

"I always sleep well with you." I reply as he starts to pepper my neck with kisses. "CH-Chris," I say, my voice sounding like a moan then actual words.

"Mmm," He mumbles into my skin making the vibrations from his own moans scratch at the last bit of self-restraint I had left.

"Chris, we-we uh, should uh,"

"Should what?" He asks as his hand starts to move down my bare stomach toward my heat.

"We uh, we have work." I barely manage as he nips at the base of my neck.

"Work can wait." He says his fingers parting my folds making my breath catch.

"Ch-Chris!" I call out as I push away from him in a last chance effort to keep my wits about me. "As much as I would like to lay in bed with you all day, we both have work to do." I say earning me a groan of disapproval.

"It's been too long. Is it wrong to want to lay in your arms all day?" He asks as he pulls me back to him as he buries his face in my chest.

"No, it's not wrong at all." I say as I run my fingers through his soft hair smoothing it back. I go to say something else when the sound of a familiar ringtone goes off making my brows furrow. "Chris I need to get that." I say but he holds tighter to me. Sudden visions of the last time I was with him and didn't answer my phone fill my mind causing a sense of foreboding to fill my body. My heart starts to race as panic fills my body. "Chris, let go." I say my voice shaky. Sensing the fear and panic in my voice he reluctantly releases me, causing me to instantly jump up and head for my phone not even glancing back at him. I enter the living room a knot welling up in my stomach as I reach into my coat pocket and pulling out the phone look down to see my step sisters number pop up and I grit my teeth. "Hello?" I say as I run a hand over my stomach in an attempt to calm my nerves.

"It's me," Angie says and I furrow my brow.

"I know, I have caller ID." I snap as my gut tightens.

"Oh yeah, right." She says awkwardly making me feel a little bad.

"Sorry Angie, I didn't mean to snap."

"No, It's okay, I understand." She says quickly.

"Is everything okay? You usually don't call." I ask as I look around the room for my clothes.