Just a Hair Stylist - Chris Evans story \\✔️

Chapter twenty-nine

After the two of you dropped Chris' sister off at the airport, you stopped by your apartment. With

another week to go on your crutches, you would need more supplies for your extended stay at the

House That Cap Built. You emptied out your mailbox in the foyer and dropped the bills and

magazines in your tote you'd brought back with you. This time, when Chris tipped his head for you

come closer so he could carry you up the stairs, you sighed and surrendered. Okay, it was a little

embarrassing to not be able to negotiate the stairs the way you used to, but how many more times

in your life were you eligible for a piggy back ride from Captain America? Forgetting what little

dignity you were trying to preserve, you bundled your crutches in one hand and jumped up.

Chris set you down at the top of the stairs and took your keys to open the door. While he went to

the kitchen to get some more chow for Archie, you went to your room to get some more clothes.

You stocked up on underwear and t-shirts, grabbed a couple pairs of shorts and a comfy pair of

yoga pants, and packed it all into the tote. You stuffed in a few odds and ends from the bathroom

and were all set. You waited in the hall while Chris took your things down to the car. He frowned

at you when he met you halfway down the flight of stairs between your floor and the next one

down. He called you stubborn and reluctantly cracked a smile and shook his head, when you batted

your eyelashes at him and shrugged innocently. You got another free ride down to the front door of

your building and you guys were on your way back to Chris' house.

Chris carried your bag back to the bedroom, while you tussled Archie's ears when he came up to

nudge and lean on you as you sat down on the couch. After Archie was thoroughly loved, you

grabbed your tablet off the coffee table and opened your email. Chris had had his assistant resend

the travel itinerary for the press tour, like he said he would, and had forwarded you a copy the

other day. It was time to start looking for flights.

Let's see. Nonstop to Beijing, round trip, $3019?! Holy sh- For economy?! Better consider one of

the one or two stop flights. Let's try this again. Alright. P.M. departure, $1500. Hm. Okay. One

stop, often delayed 30+ minutes, overnight layover? Nope. P.M. departure, one stop, 2 hour 20

minute layover. Better. Often delayed, economy, $1850? Yeesh. -select- Next. Return

flight...afternoon departure, one stop, 2 hour 35 minute layover. Meh. Economy, delayed. Does

anything every happen on time to or from China? Sheesh. Just for shits and giggles, let's see what's

the price tag on first class, nonsto- 15,504 dollars?! Jesus fu- Nope! -previous pageDamn. This was going to be a bigger financial fiasco than you'd thought. Already about two grand

just to get to China. Plus the hop to Singapore and then on to- Double damn. Well, at least you're

not paying for hotel rooms. That helps...sorta.