In The Wings (Chris Evans FanFic)✅

CHRIS

A/N:  This chapter is from Chris's point of view. It's not picking up where the last chapter ended but showing his view of previous events. I just felt like I needed to tell his side of the story too. I hope y'all enjoy it! :)

I sat at the kitchen table reading a script occasionally glancing at my phone checking the time. After it passed 5:30 I knew it would be another night Bree didn't come straight home from work. My phone chirped alerting me of a new text. It was Bree letting me know she was at her parent's house. I sighed and replied with 'OK'. There wasn't anything I could do, I was learning, to make things how they used to be. It used to be that she couldn't wait to get home to me, as much as I couldn't wait for her to get home. It physically pained us being apart from one another too long. And that sounds cheesy as hell, but it was nothing but the truth. I knew how damn lucky I was that Breelan had tolerated me as long as she had and how I had tricked her into marrying me I'll never know. She was and always will be too good for me. But I vowed to spend my life making her happy and yet now here I am unable to do just that.

I don't know how much time went by but I was deep into the script. It was really, really good. They had asked me to come out to LA to audition. I was trying to get things together to fly out next week but needed to talk to Bree first. I didn't hear her when she entered but was pleasantly surprised when I felt her soft hands slide under my t-shirt, over my chest and onto my stomach. Her lips moved across my neck in sweet, wet kisses and I turned to face her, "Hi." I couldn't help the grin on my face.

"Hi." She whispered back. I turned my neck a little more, desperate for more contact with her. Careful not to go full force to quick I let my lips brush hers gently. When she opened her mouth, I couldn't stop myself from grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her onto my lap.

"I've missed you." I greedily moved her shirt and felt her hot skin under my hands. Her bra stuck for a moment, but I quickly managed to unhook it and she moaned at the movement. I scooted the chair back and pulled her up with me as I stood, my hands clasped under her butt to hold her up.

I would have run to the bedroom if I could. I laid her down on our bed and hovered over her my knees on either side of her. I reached up pulling my shirt over my head. Bree started to push her pants off, but I quickly stopped her. Taking her foot in my hand I carefully pulled her pant legs off one at a time. I couldn't not appreciate the beauty of her long legs, so I planted a kiss on her calf, her knee and finally her inner thigh. She gasped as my lips skimmed across her thigh and I looked up at her with a smile. Moving my hands up her hips and waist I pulled her shirt off and then her bra.

Taking the sight of her in I took a deep breath. She was beyond perfect. "You're so gorgeous."

I leaned down kissing her neck and chest, breathing in her sweet scent as deeply as I could. I could feel her hands moving to cover herself so I quickly grabbed them and moved them above her head so she couldn't hide herself from me. By this point I was so hard it was physically beginning to hurt in my pants. I kissed her another moment before shedding my pants and boxers. I couldn't wait another second before sliding into her.

"Wait." She whispered. I could feel her tense up around me. I looked up searching her eyes with my own.

"Does it hurt?"

Shaking her head no she opened her mouth, "Maybe I should go back on birth control."

What? I waited a moment, but she didn't relax so I pulled out and laid back on the bed. "If that's what you want." What do I say to this? We haven't talked about  about pregnancy, the baby, birth control, anything since she miscarried.