Romans & histoires Blind Dating Chris Pine

I know this girl I saw her in the ranch she and Chris are really close, talking about Chris, he didn't stop staring at her. "Hey Tina! Chris this is a family friend." Stephanie said. "Uh-huh." He grunt. All the while with Stephanie Chris was really silent, he stole some little glance at Tina when she wasn't looking and vice visa. I think something is going on between them. "She is my witness, she'll be your partner in our married since you're Fred's witness." Stephanie said The both froze staring at us with wide eyes. "What? it is a bad idea?" Stephanie gaze was constantly shifting from Chris to Tina.

“He lost a bet to his pack’s delta, so he had to go on a ‘real’ date. No one-night stand or sleeping with the girl at the end. And I was the lucky she-wolf his best friend chose to be his blind date.” “Okay, that’s actually hilarious,” Blake says with a snort of laughter. “I mean, I know you were hoping to meet someone who could be a potential mate, or, even better, your actual fated mate, but getting to be the only girl the playboy of Crescent Lake has ever taken on a date is priceless,” she adds as she reaches for another slice. “Want some?” she asks, pointing at the bbq chicken pizza. “I just had dinner, remember?”

Chris asked a playful tone in his voice. Blindfolded and relying on taste alone, I giggled, "Hmm, I'm thinking... chocolate and raspberry?" Chris chuckled, "Close, but not quite. You're underestimating the complexity of these flavors!" As he removed the blindfold after one round, he whispered to me, "Your guesses might not be perfect, but the company is unparalleled." I tried not to blush. Chris seized the opportunity to lick the corner of my lips as there was some cream left and I gasped, he claimed my lips. I pulled back and looked at him, he winked at me.

“I’m not sure exactly how long it took, but I eventually stumbled across a cabin. I could tell I was near some sort of building and person because of the smells. I was weak, maybe dying because I hadn’t been able to do much for myself. I know I collapsed and when I awoke, I was on a bed. Any wounds I had were cleaned and bandaged, I could smell and feel ointments on my skin. I didn’t feel as much pain because I’d been given medicine. Her voice reached me, an older woman. Turns out, I’d found my way to a witch’s cottage in the middle of the forest. After my experience with the other witch, it took me a while to be able to relax. She didn’t flinch or stop helping when I’d growl, she never trie

I pouted. “I’ve met the guys that you’ve been dating,” Chris pointed out. “There’s no comparison.” “I believe it would be difficult for any man to hold up against that one,” I mused. “You like him, don’t you?” she asked. “It was so obvious that he liked you that even a blind man would notice.” “I don’t know him,” I replied. “You know enough,” she said. “For lunch or maybe even dinner, but don’t start planning my wedding quite yet, okay?” I said.

"Tell you what, and I've actually been thinking about this, Carlton's taking me out tonight to celebrate our 11th month and there's this hot single friend of his who'd be perfect for you." "So, a blind date?" I said flatly. "Sweetie, Chris has tried this like a million times." "Well, that was long ago when you were still living in denial." She pointed out. "Now, you've unlocked acceptance and you're ready to move on. You have to be ready." "Ugh, the whole idea of a planned blind date is so cringe to me." I made a face. "I've never had to have a matchmaker. I like things occurring naturally, you know unplanned meeting, forming a friendship, having real conversations-"

From meeting Chris, finding out about his relationship, him warning me about his brother, him getting mad, Grayson being rude and other events. When I finished, silence hung thick between us. “ Girl.” “ I know.” I heard the sound of sheets ruffling before she spoke. “ So let me get this straight, you found out that Chris is in an arranged marriage with some girl who's interested in his brother and knows about you and Chris's relationship.” I nodded but when I realised she wasn't here I said “yes.” “ And now Chris is mad that you danced with his brother? And isn't talking to you?” I'd intentionally left out the part where Chris kissed Elara, I knew it was his way of showing me how he felt whe

Six weeks later, I’m still mending my broken soul, but right now, it feels like a piece of it was just taped back into place. “Is this the moment where the two of you confess your undying love to one another?” Chris whines, dipping his finger in the brownie batter. “Hey!” I grit out, snatching the bowl and breaking the moment that Shawn and I were sharing. “No batter unless you’re joining in on the fun.” “And clean up,” Shawn smirks. Chris walks over, his eyes narrow on me. He dips his index finger in the batter, waggling the now covered finger in my face while shimmying backwards, “My heart is like an open highway.” Chris’ hand clenches into a fist, creating a fake microphone.

I had to use my tongue to get her to log into her accounts for me, and I wouldn’t dare try to message Missy on here, losing my only means of monitoring her. I click her following icon and scan the familiar names I’ve seen a thousand times until I come to a face I’ve never seen before. A blonde fucker in swim trunks, standing on the beach at the coast. I recognize the rocky shoreline and know it’s a California beach. Chris Finley. I scan his profile but find no references to Missy. Nothing to connect him to her.

Annie still screamed innocents even down to her core. "What was that about?" Chris saw Annie's innocents. It wasn't hard, a blind person could, yet Cindy had never befriended a prisoner before. He could see no reason why there was a sudden change, and she just had to befriend some gambling addicts sister. Chris' eyes asked every question he wanted to voice. Something Chris had always failed at was keeping his eyes cold and distant, they always betrayed him.