Flower Girl. (Chris Evans)

Chapter 53

CHRIS.

Happy wife, happy life. People always say that but how? My wife is happy and I'm miserable.

I sit farther up the bed and try once again to move the big, heavy body to try and get comfortable enough to sleep only to end up with the same result. I sigh and take a deep breath before shaking Flor's arm "baby..."

She hums and leans closer but doesn't wake up so I shake her a little harder, just to get a growl from Dodger , that gets her to open her eyes "bubba, no." He lowers his head and leans closer to her.

"This isn't working."

She frowns "what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Dodger is between us and he's almost knocking me off the bed and you're totally okay with it."

She giggles "I'm okay with it? I was asleep. Stop being jealous about this."

"He should be sleeping on his bed."

"Yeah, like you did that before." I sigh and get out of bed just to round it and lay behind her, caressing her round belly.

"He's getting to protective over the two of you, and I don't see how we're gonna fit with him and the baby in here." She takes a deep breath and nod "I do love him here, not the keeping you away from me though, but we may want to teach him to lay on his bed just for the first couple of months after the baby is born, just to have a little bit of space."

"I know you're right, just for tonight?" I sigh but nod pulling her closer to me.

"I love you Flor, so much."

"I love you too baby."

I close my eyes for a little bit until I start hearing my alarm go off, I sit and stretch to grab my phone, only to realize is on my side, I move my gaze to Flor and she's the same as always, did I really just dreamed of her being pregnant? Dodger is not here.

I sigh and go wash my face to fully wake up, before going to the gym room I start slow, getting warm up but the image of her with a round belly is still on my mind so I start going hard on myself "Fuck." I say getting of the treadmill and going to the next.

"What are you doing?"

"Exercise."

"I see... why are you doing it?"

"Why not?"

She sighs and walks to me taking my hand, making me walk to her "what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me, what's going on?"

I sigh and pull her to me, I don't care if I'm covered in sweat "I had a dream and thought it was real."

"Why are you punishing yourself over a dream?"

"You were pregnant, and I'm the one always saying we should wait a little longer."

"So?"

"What do you mean?"

She takes a step back and caress my cheek "when the time is right, we'll see your dream come true okay? there's no need for you to feel bad about a dream, don't punish yourself for wanting a baby."

"It's just... Why do I keep saying that right now is not the time when it clearly is?"

"Tell me about your dream..."

"Let me get a shower and I'll tell you over breakfast."

"Nope, come on, I want to know right now."

I take a deep breath "you were asleep, and Dodger was between us so of course I couldn't sleep, I had to wake you up and round the bed to lay next to you, and we talked about how he would be when our baby was born and how we would change our sleep arrangements."

"Oh... maybe we should teach him to sleep on his bed when I get pregnant just so he won't react badly if we make the move once the baby arrives."

"You said the same thing in my dream" She laughs shaking her head and stands on her tiptoes to kiss me.

"When the time is right okay? We'll have our family."

"When the time is right."

"Now go shower, I'll go make breakfast." I kiss her quickly before going upstairs.

FLOR.

I put my phone down and groan before running upstairs and knocking on the bathroom door "change of plans, our family is waiting for us to go have breakfast at your mom's."

He opens the door only wearing a towel around his waist "our family?"

"We're married, your family is my family, my family is your family, so yes, our family." He laughs and grabs my face to kiss me "maybe we could stay here and enjoy our time together."

He raises an eyebrow "Why would you want that?" I lean closer and drag my hand over his chest going down "okay, got your point but both of you fathers are close by, so nope, they would come here to drag you to my mom's so let's hurry up."

I groan but follow him to the closet to get ready "we're married you can't be scare about that, specially when everyone is asking for a baby yourself included, even if we're still being safe."

"Yes, but I don't need either of them coming and seeing us in that situation."

I roll my eyes "fine, but you owe me."

He chuckles and nods, I take a simple dress to put on and go to the restroom to wash my face and do my skincare routine, and take me hair up.

In probably 15 minutes we're both ready so we take off to Lisa's, the first thing I do coming in is taking the whole picture in mind even though Rob and my dad are getting along they're still keeping some distance, my mom seems unusually close with my dad, Lu and Sussy are getting along great with Shanna and Carly, and the kids are playing some boardgames "I'll go help your mom in the kitchen." I greet everyone rappidly moving forward to the kitchen only to stop abruptly at the entrance seeing Scott and Steve in a full make out session, I just turn around and keep guard by the door.

"What happened?" I move my head to look at Lisa and I smirk "they're still in there?" I nod "this boy, he has a room." She groans and moves closer to me knocking behind me "sweetie, we're hungry out here, can we go in?"

"Yes mom." I laugh and take a step to the side to let her go in first, and I follow her "Barbie! When did you arrive?"

"Long enough to enjoy a peek of the show." I wink at them and Steve blushes "Morning guys."

"Morning."

I help Lisa bring the food to the table, and Chris helps setting the table "why is Steve so flustered?" I giggle and shrug, he laughs harder and turn to Scott "what did Flor watch?"

"Not a bad show bro."

I laugh "it truly wasn't."

"God, Flor!" Steve says and I laugh harder.

"I'm just messing with you guys, but hey next time put a warning so we leave you at peace."

"Next time doing in your bedroom Scott, not in the kitchen when we keep the food." Lisa says.