Boston Bears: Off-Limits - Rugby Player!Chris Evans x Reader

Chapter 3

Summary: Despite Chris telling you to back off there's undeniable chemistry that both of you are struggling to ignore

Warnings: Angst! Fluff! Language! SMUT! 18+ ONLY! Masturbation! SMUT! 18 + ONLY! MINORS DNI!

You let out a long sigh as you shimmied into the 5th bridesmaid dress that Tommi had sent over to you to try on. Once it was mostly up you grabbed the string you had attached to the zipper and pulled it up to zip yourself in, a little trick you'd learnt after living alone for a few years. You then stepped back into the view of Tommi who was watching through your laptop screen.

"Hmm I don't think I like that one as much as the others, the neckline doesn't look quite right" she hummed as she assessed the dress.

"Yeah I've never been a fan of strapless" you added as you tugged the bodice of the dress up higher "This dress does make my ass look good though" you smirked, twisting to show off all the work the dress was doing.

"You can say that again" Tommi whistled "Still doesn't beat dress number 3 though"

"Yeah same, that one's my favourite" you agreed "How many more are there?" you asked glancing over to the large box which she'd sent over to you containing all the different dresses.

"Just two more" Tommi answered "I know 7 is a little overkill but I just wanted you to have a dress you definitely liked, especially as my maid of honour"

"Yeah, yeah I know it's okay" you sighed tiredly, scratching your forehead "So is this going in the no pile?" you asked dropping your arm to gesture at the dress you were currently wearing.

"Yeah let's ditch that one" Tommi confirmed with a nod of her head.

You let out another long tired sigh before stepping away to undress and put on the 6th dress.

"Hey is everything okay? We can call it a day if you wanna?" you heard Tommi call out.

You shook your head and stepped back into frame "Nah it's alright, just been a long week that's all"

"It's Wednesday" Tommi frowned.

"Exactly a long ass week" you grumbled as you step back, take off the dress and toss it into the no pile with the 4 other dresses.

"Not as fun working with your dad as you thought?" Tommi asked as you changed into the sixth dress.

"No it's not that," you said zipping up the dress and stepping back into the frame "Chris has just a bit... I dunno..."

"A dick? Asshole?" Tommi supplied making you shake your head.

"No, not really, a bit dickish but not majorly" you defended.

Tommi frowns "Right... so what's happened since Sunday and now?" she asked.

"Well apparently he didn't realise I was the coach's daughter, got all pissed that I'd hidden it from him" you explained.

"Did you?" Tommi frowned.

"No, well I didn't outright tell him who my dad was because there wasn't really the opportunity but I gave him enough to connect the dots, I assumed he already knew" you explained with a shrug of your shoulders "Yeah I should have probably made it clearer but who cares who my dad is? We're grown adults!"

Tommi nodded "What else did he say?"

"That he wouldn't have slept with me if he'd known, all because my dad said no one on the team is allowed to date me" you sighed.

Tommi took a deep breath as she nodded her head slowly "Well... at least you cut it off before it got any further, one time can be played as a mistake" you just hummed in response, not quite willing to admit that you still offered him more "wait, what did that hum mean?" Tommi asked and you cursed under your breath.