One Shots Book

First Date No Nos • Chris Evans

single mom! Reader x single dad! Chris

"I had a lot of fun today," Chris pulls up to your house, it's late very late you can hear the crickets chirping.

Swiftly grabbing your hand, your belly folds in on itself. He's so handsome and rugged. So sexy. God bless your friend for introducing you to him.

The newest manager at her animation company in downtown Boston. Chris lived many years in New York, where he was married but recently divorced.

And by recently you mean four years ago. You needed to establish that first, he's a baby divorcee whereas you've been separated from your ex husband for 15 years now.

And god only knows where he is nowadays. "Me too," you squeal softly, the light from the screen in his car reflecting onto his face so angelically.

"When are we doing this again?" His voice is raspy at this time of night, you guys danced, drank and had a blast with other friends.

Who were just your friends and his friends in one big group. "Well," you lick your lips, you've been dying to let him in the house but that wasn't fair to Gianna.

And maybe you'll keep using that as an excuse when in reality, you know if you let Chris into the house in a way you're letting him be penetrated into your heart.

And the one of your daughter's.

Because Chris is charming, and kind, and so heartwarming. You know he'll be a great role model for Gi.

A male role model, somewhere to show her what she's expected of other guys in her life. The role a father shows their daughter.

"They opened this place downtown the other day, a Mexican place, I was going to check it out with Gi. Maybe you wanted to join us?"

Chris smiles big, big enough so you could see his pearly white teeth. He leans in closer, knowing these developing feelings towards you aren't one sided.

Sliding his palm against the side of your face, his gentleness is a contrast to what you both did in his car after clubbing most of the night.

Thankfully his windows are tinted, nothing out of this world, just some sensual touches and shamelessly making out.

"I'll pick you guys up then." Licking your lips you nod, agreeing to whatever he says. God he's so hot. "Maybe bring Ry if he's around."

With those steaks of grey hairs in his beard and on his head, your friend wasn't lying when she said she had a silver fox on the market for you.

You don't hear anything he said because you're too busy eye fucking him.

"So beautiful," Chris mumbles as he deepens the kiss, moving his face and brushing his nose with yours, you have to clamp your thighs together to ease the pressure between them.

Your moans, and light mewls only fuel his desire to just take you right here but he knows you deserve better. His meaty hand lands on your thigh, and it's these kinds of touches that drive you wild.

"Mmhmm," you hum in delight, letting his tongue fight with yours and his cologne invade your nostrils and brainwash you.

Both of you pull away breathless, not wanting to stop but knowing your date night with him has ended. Which just makes you excited for tomorrow, a new day.

"Good night, Chris," you whisper, turning and kissing his wrist, and giving him one last sweet kiss.

"Let me walk you to the door," he offers, like the gentleman he is.