My (new) one shot book! If you like Chris Evans and his movie characters, you're in the right spot.
This book is an imagines book. 🤍✨
Enjoy imagines/one shots about Chris and his characters🤍
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The warm tropical breeze swoops through your hair, a relief from the blazing sun causing a heated rush all over your skin.
Flipping through your book, you can finally breathe calmly now.
The big rock on your ringer finger which you haven't taken off since Andy got on one knee to give to you—shimmers in the hot sun.
Your floppy sunhat moves with the wind, the ocean waves crash down every few seconds, it's easy to say that you're in paradise.
With your favorite guy in the whole entire planet.
"Get out of here! I'm about an hour outside of Boston too."
Your husband's voice attracts your attention, looking around to find Andy in the midst of all these other vacationers, you spot him speaking to a group of college kids.
Andrew Barber, always making friends everywhere–no matter where he goes. He's always been this way you fear.
While you're more introverted, he always does the talking for you.
Except when it comes to your kids, you're an entirely different person.
You both are a match made in heaven, perfectly balanced.
Andy holds your bubbly champagne and his ice cold beer in the other hand, he was just about to make his way over to where he had left you when he spot a boy wearing a hat with the logo of his old university.
Massachusetts Institute of Technology, of course, because your husband is one hell of an architect. Andy's come a long way, and now has his own house building company.
Andy and these boys continue to chat, you shake your head but still smile, knocking your sunglasses down your nose just a bit you admire Andy from a far—and the way he wears those swim trunks so fucking well.
His wedding band also shines in the sunlight, you both are newlyweds, seriously like extremely new.
It hasn't even been 24 hours since you've both said I Do, you and Andy arrived here this morning and decided to enjoy the sunny day and the sunshine on the beach.
"Andy, love!" You call him after waiting an eternity for your drink.
You just had to pull him out; they had gotten to the point of the conversation where men talk about the latest football ranks.
Looking over to you, Andy cuts his sentence short, "gotta go fellas, the wife is calling...maybe if the Patriots lose against the Jets we can have a chance in—"
"—Andyyy!" You call him again. He gets easily distracted.
Andy doesn't say goodbye, he simply walks away and leaves the college boys to continue the football conversation amongst themselves.
