Not Without You [Chris Evans]

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Megan's POV

"What do you want to do first after we get checked in?" I asked when we finally arrived at Big Sky for our extended weekend getaway. "Our cabin is supposed to be ready for us already."

I gave him directions to where we would get our keys - that was still the same as I remembered it. I hadn't been to Montana since last year, but everything still felt the same. I was looking forward to spending some time with Chris while neither of us had to be working on anything pressing...and doing something different for a change.

"How about we get our equipment squared away?" he suggested, looking around with a huge grin on his face. I knew this was a great gift for him; it was pretty obvious he was enjoying this - maybe even more than I was.

"After we get unloaded? We don't have room for our gear otherwise."

I swore they'd given us the smallest four-wheel drive vehicle ever made, but there hadn't been much for selection since our plane had gotten in so late. I'd talked Chris into getting some groceries in town before leaving since we had a fully equipped kitchen in our cabin, pointing out the fact that then we wouldn't have to go out in public if we didn't want to.

Unfortunately the groceries - combined with our three large suitcases containing our winter gear and two carry-ons - about maxed out the carrying capacity of the small SUV, so there was no way we were going to be able to fit equipment in as well right now. 

Chris looked back at the full cargo area and nodded, deciding I was right. "Yeah - there's no way we're getting two sets of anything in here with all that, but at least that way we can just get up and go tomorrow morning."

He parked the vehicle and we got out, stretching after the hour long drive. He took my hand in his as we walked up the steps to the office. "I think it's a little too late to hit the slopes today anyway; I forgot how dark it gets here without the light pollution of the city."

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"You know how to snowboard?" Chris asked incredulously as I was picking out my equipment, having decided I wanted to snowboard the first day and then ski after that. I knew from experience that I'd be too sore to want to snowboard if I skied first.

"Yup - my brothers made me learn when we were kids. Do you?"

"I took lessons for when we were filming The Fantastic Four," he said with a grin.

"Of course you did," I smirked, rolling my eyes at him. "I've seen that movie...how much of that was actually you?"

"Very little. They told me it was too dangerous for anyone other than a professional."

"Good."

He snorted. "That's what Sadie said, too."

"I'm not surprised," I said, ruffling his hair as he leaned over to check the fit of his boots. Rapid movement from the other side of the room had me glancing that way and mentally groaning. "Don't look now babe, but you've been spotted again."

"That's what four times already today?" Chris sighed, taking the boots off and handing them to the worker who was assisting us, along with his bank card. "These ones fit the best, Cheyenne. I'll take them and everything else we picked out."

"Do you want them loaded in your vehicle, Mr Evans?"

"That would be great, thank you." He handed over his keys as well, turning on his megawatt smile.

"No problem, sir," the man replied, gathering up the gear we'd picked out for the week.

"You know, maybe it's you they spotted this time," Chris said, turning that smile on me. As much as I'd like to say I was immune to it, I'd be lying. "That song you released with Ed has already cracked the top ten."