Wilde One (Chris Evans) 18+

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"Are you serious? Are you actually talking to him?" Taylor asks in between changes for songs while we mingle backstage.

"Yeah..." I groan and she takes her microphone.

"Ok, this isn't over. I want all the details after the show - if I don't keel over in shock from what you've told me". She lightly scolds and before I can say anything, she has to go back out - with me following.

She saw I was texting before the show and has finally got it out of me that Chris and me are talking - well...it's not escalated to more than that as the weeks have gone on. The phone sex happened naturally, and is only making us more eager to meet.

Not long now. It's the last show in Mexico tonight before I finally have a couple of months to recuperate. Then we hit the next round of international dates. Taylor's a little gutted as it means she won't be there for Thanksgiving this year, so instead we're spending it with all of us chilling in a hotel room with room service.

I manage to make it through the rest of the show before she comes backstage to quickly change and leave. "So you gonna see him on your time off?" She asks.

"Yeah, I'm heading to Boston next week". I say as she takes the glass of wine from the side.

"Ok, we need to do dinner and you need to give me all the details. Also...". She passes me her phone and I look at the picture on there. "I might be talking to someone too..."

I throw her a look. "And you scolded me for not divulging in details". I laugh, "who is he?"

"He plays for The Chiefs". Her smile is wide and I can tell that this guy is certainly picking her back up again.

"Isn't that the team Kam's brother played for?" I ask, remembering he talked about it at the beginning when we all met and we're getting to know one another.

"Mhmm, anyway I'm planning on going to a game or two while I'm off. If it goes well, you wanna come along? You'll learn a bit more about American football". She laughs and puts the phone in her pocket.

I nod. "Just send me details and I'll be there".

We hug as she thanks me for another great show. "See you soon, oh and I've got everything crossed for Boston". She grins.

"I've have too, except my legs". I joke as she laughs and then sees security come in. "Right, I've got a flight to catch - see you later". We hug again and she leaves to the sound of screaming fans who have waited for her.

I pack my bag and then head out, checking my phone. Chris will be calling soon - and I'll be waiting like always.

**

A week later I find myself in Boston, taking an Uber from the hotel that I've checked into already, to Chris's house. I made sure to freshen up and change so I don't look the usual mess he sees me in. I want to make an effort at least.

Even now the nerves are rising a little, and do so even more once I get there.

I'm finally here. We're finally about to meet...

Then I see him at the door and suddenly everything just melts away and all that's left is excitement.

"Hey you". He smiles as now we're pretty much face to face with one another. "About time you got here".

Fuuuuuuuck.

If this was any other situation outside of what's been happening then I'd probably fangirl a little - but instead manage to keep my composure. "Hi". Is all I manage to breathe out just, because even I'm still surprised I've managed to get here. "And I would say it's been a while but considering we only spoke last night? Not too long".

The way he laughs gives me butterflies - even though I've heard it through FaceTime, spoke to him, seen him. Being physically here? Everything just amplifies.

"Still too long in my book". He shrugs but then finally wraps his arms around me. "I can't believe you're finally here".

He smells so goooood.

"I know". I whisper, not wanting to let go of him. I can feel his face pressing into my hair. Eventually we both have to pull away.

"C'mon, let's get you inside, Dodge has been waiting for you as well".

Of course he has. Like owner, like dog.

He slips his arm around my waist and leads me inside. His touch is making my skin tingle and now he leads me through to the kitchen. "Dodge!" He then whistles and I hear the padding of paws on the flooring. "There you are, come say Hi to Harper". He says as I crouch down and ruffle Dodger's fur. Of course he loves the fuss.

"Hi Dodger, it's nice to finally meet you". I grin as tries to lick my face.

"Woah, only I'm allowed a kiss". Chris now pulls him away so he can have a treat. "At least...I hope I am". Now looking back at me.

I bite my lip. "I think after the stuff we've done over the phone, that's apparent".

Yeah. More than just kissing too. It's obvious from the tension that's been building between us and is here now.

Something tells me I won't be using my hotel room for the duration of my stay - purely because the look he's giving me currently speaks volumes.

"Would you think bad of me for suggesting we skip the coffee I was gonna offer?"

"Depends on what else you're offering?"

His eyes don't leave mind as he moves closer to me, "I think you know, Wilde".

He doesn't even let me answer as he leans in and presses his mouth against mine. We're long past the kind of conversation that people make on the first date. I don't do this kind of thing this early - but right now I don't really care. Something about it just feels right.

"Go on". I nod in between kisses, and without warning he scoops me up and carries me to his room.