Chris Evans X Reader Novels & Stories

I was barely able to control my laughter as it burst out of me, "No offense Chris, but you're not my type." He chuckled, "I know, I was just saying." he reached over for the opened book that rested face down at the top of the bed because I didn't have time to put in a bookmark, "What were you reading anyways?" he asked and began reading the page I was on. After a while, he stared at me, completely bewildered, "Man, I knew you were into some kinky shit but this, this is... wow, do you think of her when you re-"

Maybe he was a fan of Fifty Shades. He could have learned all the moves from the book. Paige glanced at Chris. He did not seem like the type to read erotica. Perhaps the book was his bible. Paige lifted the covers and looked at Chris smoking. Then, it dawned on her. Chris did not have a tobacco addiction. He did not really smoke. However, he enjoyed a puff or two after their bedroom fun. Paige asked Chris nervously, “You respect the old and care for the young, right?”

She was still sitting where she’d curled in on herself, knees drawn up, arms wrapped tight. The door opened softly. “Iris?” She looked up. Chris stopped just inside the room when he saw her face. His jaw tightened. He crossed the space between them in long strides and crouched in front of her. “What happened?” She handed him the laptop. He read in silence. Minutes passed. Long ones. “EvelynCaarter,” he muttered finally. “This… this is his fiancée?" “Yes, she is,” she said. Her voice was flat now.

Ivy said in frustration. "I am not any man... I am Chris Evans. I can't be compared to just anybody." He said and turned to face her again. From the report he had gotten, he knew her boyfriend had cheated on her. What a perfect timing. Even if they had not broken up, he would have done that for them. "Whatever... Just know that I am not interested. Just go back to your life and forget our paths ever crossed. Gosh!" She could feel a headache building. She had not even taken a bite of food. She was beginning to feel hungry.

Damn he was tall, with a very chiseled jaw and those biceps of his made Chris Evans biceps from civil war look shameful. "Brat?" I heard him growl "how dare you call me a brat, do you know who you're talking to?" He grabbed onto my arm roughly pulling me into him till I could feel his hot breathing on my face. Ugh, I really don't know why I was having those stupid tingles again. It was like my body secretly craved for his touch and wanted to stay this way forever.

It was actually so quiet I could hear Chris and Derek down the hall, I could hear every word. I was incredibly relieved when Chris said he never told anyone how he actually met Eve. I knew that weighed heavily on Derek, and he would die if that went public. There was a moment I thought I might have to go break up a fight but then things seemed to calm down. Once Chris relaxed and they actually started talking, shit started getting interesting. I couldn’t fucking wait to see Helen’s downfall, and I was going to have a front row seat. Beth and I got to the restaurant before Helen, so we waited until she came in and got seated before we sat at a table.

~Cali~ As the meeting commenced, my phone lit up, grabbing my gaze from Chase - the finance manager - presenting the third-quarter budget allocation for Reed Shipping. A message from Evan popped up, instantly stretching my lips to a grin. From Evan - I love you, Princess. I know he meant what he said. The muscles of my heart stopped beating when he said the magical L-word. Even now, seeing his message is turning my insides all over the place. It’s as if my organs want to explode from happiness.

He hopes that his secretary will be early to work so that she can help him with sorting out some important documents. Talking of Evelyn, he slept late last night because of her. He is not a fan of stories, especially romance books. But, he read a book by her favorite author, Colleen Hoover. Just because he is still jealous of how the conversation she had with Morris was flowing. Maybe, they can talk without any arguments or quarrels for the first time, if she discovers that he read a book by Colleen Hoover. Jayden catches a glimpse of an unfamiliar car, he is shocked when Evelyn alights from the car. Her car is not like this. Maybe she has gotten another one. Her family is surprisingly rich,

I huddle my wool blanket around my shoulders and sit beside Evans, making sure there’s enough space to keep us from touching. Caius’ gaze intensifies, and a single shudder steals down my spine. He might not be the most affectionate immortal man, and that’s putting it lightly, but the minimal emotion he does show is more powerful than I can put into words. “Tell me their plan,” I say to Evans, nodding towards the map. “Tell me everything you know.” Evans opens the can of pineapple half-way and brings it to his lips. The sugary liquid tips into his welcoming mouth, and he hastily gulps down every last drop.

Daniel, with a wicked smirk plastered on his lips, handed the papers to him, and he without reading it, signed. “Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Adams” he said. Chris didn’t reply and started going out. So, this was it? He wouldn’t even talk to me? He will just leave…? “Well, you need to read these papers” Daniel smirked at me and left the meeting room. Should I? What could be here that Chris was almost crying? ‘There is only one way, read it!’ my inner consciousness said. ‘I know’ I replied. ‘Then go for it’