My Captain

Ch. 51

I just got to the hotel in New York. Chris is at rehearsal until 7 tonight but it's already 6:30 so he'll be here in an hour I hope. Bailey, Taylor, and Maddie are already in their hotel which is actually in Manhattan. I have to meet up with them tomorrow and we're going to start setting everything up. I'm so excited but so nervous. I know I've released clothing lines before but I'm always nervous. You never know if people will like them so it's always a gamble.

I decide to change since I smell like an airport. Usually I would shower but I'm too tired to do that. Chris needs to hurry up because I want to cuddle. Also my stomach is hurting from cramps so this week is going to be hell. By the time I finish changing, laying out my outfit for tomorrow, and taking my makeup off it's already 7:15. The door opens and for a slight second I forget I'm sharing a room. It's only been a few days but I missed him so when he walks through the door, I run over and hug him.

"Hi baby." He chuckles, catching me when I wrap my legs around his torso. I know I look pathetic but oh well. After this week, I'm not going to see him for a few months. Well, until the premier of his play. I'm planning to surprise him.

"Hi." I sigh. I hear his bag drop then he starts walking.

"Is it ok if I change?" He asks. I'm not sure why I'm acting like this, I've never been this clingy. It's literally been 4 days. He sets me down and I reluctantly let go of him.

"Did you miss me that much? It's been 4 days." He smiles.

"Well yea... I haven't been able to sleep and I want to cuddle." I say, resting my chin on his chest so I'm looking up at him.

"Let me shower and change then we can cuddle. You feeling ok?" He asks.

"Mm stomach hurts." I admit. He knows what that means now since I never say the words.

"Mm I'm sorry my love. Go lay down, I'll order some ice cream before I get in the shower." He kisses my nose.

"Can I have a brownie sundae instead?" I ask.

"Of course. Now go." He pats my butt gently before moving away from me. I climb into bed while he orders ice cream and a brownie sundae.

"It'll be here soon." He leans down and kisses me then goes to shower. I turn the tv on and of course, Civil War is playing. He does look hot in that uniform. And damn his ass looks so good. Yea he is right, I love his ass.

A few minutes later, someone knocks on the door. Ooh my ice cream!

"You can leave it at the door!" I slip a ten under the door and he yells out a 'thank you'. I quickly open the door and grab the tray. He did not need to see me just in Chris' shirt.

"Did you really open the door in just my shirt?" I look over at Chris, who's just in a towel and dripping wet. Fuck if my ovaries weren't already exploding, they definitely would be at this sight.

"No? I made him leave it at the door." I set the tray down and grab the sundae.

"Ok good. No one else is allowed to see you like this other than me." I roll my eyes but end up smiling. As I walk passed him, he smacks my ass making me squeal.

"You're so annoying." I groan as I climb in bed.

"You love me." He winks then drops his towel. Fuck I wish I wasn't on my period.

"Enjoying the view baby girl?" He asks as he puts on some black briefs.

"Mhm." He chuckles then climbs in bed, pulling me to him so I'm laying between his legs.

"Are we really watching Civil War?" He groans.

"What? I like this movie! Your ass looks great in that suit by the way." He laughs and slips his hand under my shirt, resting it on my stomach.

"Give me a bite." I groan but feed him some.

"You're lucky I love you. I don't like sharing while I'm on my period." He kisses my cheek, getting chocolate on my face.

"Eww gross!" I wipe it off while he laughs. He's so annoying, I swear.

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-Chris' POV-

So I've decided to ask the director if we could move rehearsal around on Saturday. I seriously want to be there for her and I hate disappointing her. I don't have to come in on Sunday so maybe I can ask to swap Sunday and Saturday.

"Uh hey Peter, can we talk a moment?" I ask him.

"Chris! What's up? How ya doin?" He asks.

"Pretty good! Um listen... my girl's in town. She has this premier on Saturday at 6, she's a fashion designer. I know rehearsal is at 5 but is there anyway I could come in on Sunday instead? I really don't want to miss it." I admit.

"Fashion designer? What's her name?" He asks curiously.

"Stephanie St James." He gasps.

"Seriously? I love her! She's fantastic!" I smile.

"She is. She's releasing a new line of men's suits and that's what the premier is for." I tell him.

"I see. Yea, go! But I'd like an autograph." I laugh.

"I can do that. Thank you Peter." I shake his hand. Now to surprise my girl.