Stuck ⭐️

2 - Morning Meetings

I was packing up my suitcase trying to get everything packed with everything from the cob and my clothes before I had to check out of the hotel. I had a flight to catch in a few hours, time to get back home and back to reality. Chris Evans was not the reality.

I gave Chris my number after the make out session in the elevator. He probably thought of me as someone he could get to his room last night but I didn't give him that option. I didn't expect to hear from him ever again. Fun times in Chicago were now coming to an end. I got everything packed away and sighed setting my bag by the door. I sat on the bed thinking about ordering some room service breakfast since I had time. I was looking at the menu when my cellphone pinged with a text message.

Unknown: Good morning Bex.

I smiled knowing exactly who it was but since I didn't have his number so I knew I could screw around with him a little bit.

Bex: Who is this?

Unknown: Really?!

Bex: Yeah really. I gave my number out to a lot of people over the weekend. A Wookie was even included in there...

I smiled at this knowing he was either panicking or hopefully he knew I was joking.

Unknown: Well would it help if I said we were stuck on an elevator together?

Bex: Nope, not ringing a bell.

Uknown: You wound me.

Bex: Good morning Chris.

I placed his number in my phone.

Chris: You still at the hotel?

Bex: Yeah I was just thinking of ordering something for breakfast before I left for the airport.

Chris: What room are you in?

I smirked.

Bex: Why? You want something?

Chris: Yeah, I want to see you again before we leave. What room Bex?

My heart skipped a beat knowing this man was looking for me and wanted to see me again. In an elevator we were safe but being in a hotel room...it made me nervous. I couldn't not tell him or lie, he knew I was here.

Bex: 523.

I didn't get anything else from him. I put my phone on the bed beside me and went back to looking at the menu for room service. As I was looking and about to call there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened the door. Before I could even comprehend what was happening once it was open, lips were attacking mine. I knew these lips, these lips were on mine yesterday. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kicked my door closed. He then spun me and pinned me against the door.

After a few minutes we broke apart and I just looked at Chris and smiled.

"Hello to you too." I giggled.

"I'm sorry I just had to see you before you left." Chris said and I sighed.

"Chris, what is this though? Just a con hook up or what?" I asked and he sighed.

"I wouldn't mind just seeing where it goes. I mean you said you live in Cambridge. That's only about half an hour away from me. Why not hang out a little bit, get to know each other..." Chris said and I smiled a small smile.

"Chris, I don't know. I mean we -..."

"We what Bex? We talked for a few hours yesterday, we have a lot in common. I'm not saying we date right away and hell if that's the case I won't kiss you anymore...no matter how bad I may want to." Chris said. I giggled, gripping the front of his shirt, pulling him to me to passionately kiss him again. When he broke apart, I kept a hold of him.