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"OK.......how about now?" You shout from his closet.
"Let me see." Chris says leaning in the doorway.
You turn around in your sixth dress you've tried on you are currently wearing Black Empire waist maternity dress.
"Do I look pregnant?" You ask the cute brunette in front of you.
He tries his hardest to not make a face but is failing miserable.
"Ughhhh Chris! Seriously? I'm so mad at you."
"Why? What did I do."
"This!" You say pointing at your 6 month pregnant belly.
"First of all, you were very involved in making this and second, you look absolutely beautiful and I cannot wait to see you get bigger and bigger growing our healthy child." He says as he approaches you and puts his hands on the sides of your belly.
You get in your tip toes and kiss him gently.
"Damn Evans, you are really good. If I wasn't pregnant now, I let you knock me up right now."
"I mean every word....listen we can try right fucking now for twins." He says as he walks you to his bed.
"You are crazy and we might be late." You say as you sit on his bed.
"Oh baby, I got you! I'll be done quick. He says pulling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt.
"Oh so like normal." You say smiling at him.
"Wow....one and I'll never hear the end of it." He says leaning you towards the bed.
You are in LA getting ready for Ellen.
You both have been pretty quiet about your personal lives, the last thing you jointly posted was the night he asked you to be his wife.
4 Months Ago:
"Erin......Erin.....Erin!"
"What?! I'm fucking starving." You shout at this man who's not letting you eat a snack.
"We will be at the house in literally five minutes."
"Fine." You say eating 3 more Doritos.
"I'm glad your feeling better." He says smiling at you.
"Me too. Throwing up is not fun."
"Oh it's not....you made it look so much fun." He says smirking at you.
"Fuck you Christopher Robert. You're not nice." You say pouting.
"I'm kidding. I hope you will fuck me later." He says giving you as seductive look.
"You're absolutely terrible.......but most definitely."
He turns on the pebble road that leads to the house, you notice that the living room lights are on and that there are lights on the driveway.
"Why are the lights on.......why are there lights on the ground?"
"Not sure." He says not looking at you.
He parks his BMW and walks over to your side and opens the door.
You narrow your eyes at him and take his hand and let him lead you to the house.
It's warm and cozy when you both enter and the smell of food enthralls you.
He leads you to the couch.
"I'll be right back. Don't move."
"OK." You say a little unsure about what's happening.
You hear him opening and closing cabinets and drawers, before you know it he is back with two glasses of what you suspect is sparkling apple cider.
"This is for you." He hands you a glass.
"Thank you."
He is still standing awkwardly in front of you not drinking his apple cider
"Are you going to sit or just stand there like a weirdo."
He looks around the glass windows and then sits for a second before standing back up.
"Well, while you decide what you are doing. I'm going to go to the bathroom."
You get up and head to the bathroom, you can hear the front door open, then close and open up again a few seconds later as you wash your hands.
You head back out to the living room but all the lights are off, except for a few candles in the dining room table. You can barely make out Chris standing behind the table.
"So you decided to stand over there. You are being so weird. Your lucky you're adorable."
As you get closer you see there is a brown paper table cloth with your name and a date you don't recognize.
"March 6th? I moved in my house on the first.....oh my goodness is this the day we met? Ohhhh my goodness......wait."
He points to the next one but it's the same date.
You just start to laugh.
"The first time we slept together.....we are so slutty."
He just winks at you.
You follow his finger as you points out all the important dates.
The first trip you took together, the day you met his mom, the day you had your anxiety attack. The day you told him you loved him, the dates of your book release, the day you got pregnant and finally today’s date, almost 20 months past your initial six months.
"What's the deal with this date?" You say smirking at him.
He knows you know what he's going to ask you but that doesn't make either one of you less nervous.
He turns the lights back on and taped on the back window is "will you marry me?"
He gets down on one knee and opens the same ring box he used when he gave you the key to this place.
"Erin Camille Rose, will you do me the greatest honor and be my wife?"
"Yes! Yes, a thousand times yes." You managed to get out before you cried.
He slid the 14 carat engagement ring on your trembling finger.
You took a few pictures for your families and Instagram before you both turned off all notifications and just focused on each other.
He had hired a photographer who was taking pictures outside the house.
~~~
You finally arrive backstage and find out that Ellen is sick and find out that Kristen Bell is guest hosting.
There is a knock on your dressing room door Chris goes to open it and it Kristen and Dax Shepard.
"Hi! I'm Kristen. It looks like I'll be interviewing you today. Is there anything you don't........"
You had gotten up off the couch and walked over to them.
"Holy shit! You're pregnant. Congratulations." Dax says.
"Yep. I am. Thanks. I really don't have anything off limits."
"Well this is awesome."
You are standing backstage as Kristen introduces you and you walk out to Lizzo's ‘Good as Hell’.
You wave to the audience and sit down on the chair next to her.
"Hi! It's so nice to meet you!"
"You too. I absolutely love you." You blurt out.
"Oh my gosh, stop it....but don't."
You both talk about your books and the first movie and she finally asks you about what everyone will be asking.
"So.....you look a little different than we all saw you."
"Yep....I got knocked up. The pull out method not super effective." You say laughing.
"Listen......my daughter are barely two years apart! I get you."
"I'm totally kidding, this was very planned a bit earlier than we expected but we couldn't be happier."
"That's so awesome. You are very super hot pregnant lady."
"Aww, shucks! Thank you the make up team did a great job."
"Now you got in a little bit of hot water a few weeks ago....I thought your response was perfectly fine."
"Me too. I was invited on a podcast that I thought and was told was about my books, but was asked one question about my book. Then...every question was about Chris....which I'm totally fine with but when you book me under false pretenses....it's not cool. But if you give me a glass of wine and I'll over share quickly. I'm in love with him so of course I want to talk about him."
"I totally understand and you were very polite about it."
1 Week Ago:
"Thank you for having me and thank you for waiting for me. I was so busy."
"No problem! Just glad you were able to come by the studio. We absolutely love your books and we have already pre-ordered Wish Masters: Opal's Path."
"Thank you! I'm just so surprised it's finally finished, this book had the most rewrites..it's such a huge turning point in Deenah's life and I battled with the theme, not to dark but it's a needed change to finish out the story."
"I can't wait. How many more books are left in the series?"
"Just one.......the title is still up in the air but I just sent off the first draft. It will end beautifully."
The three girls all smile then turn to you.
"So enough about the books. How's your fiancé? The world literally froze when you announced your engagement."
"Umm wow.....OK.....he's good."
"Just good. I'm mean you have Americas ass as your boyfriend.
"They're engaged....you see that rock on her finger?"
"I keep forgetting! I think maybe because she took my imaginary boyfriend." One of them says in a weird tone.
The three of them all began to bombard you with questions about Chris.
'Does he really sleep nude?'
'Have you met all the Avengers?'
'Do you feel like he is changing to be with you?'
'Is he going to pick up the shield again?'
'Is he really that sweet all the time.'
'Do you two fight?'
'How do I fit in his family?' That one felt racist.
'Why doesn't he post on Social Media more.'
'Are you going to put him in your movie'
After not really answering any of those questions you just look at them.
They all fidget trying to figure out why you are silent.
"Wooooow.....so you didn't want to talk about my books at all. Why did your ask me here to talk about them?"
"No! We love your books. They are so great."
"So good. Strong woman characters."
"Name Deenah's brothers, they are in every single book?"
"Umm ummm and uh uh."
"Trax and Bree."
The third one just looks at you and blinks.
"Close...Arreus and Tupli.....but to answer your questions, it depends on the weather, the Avengers and yes most of them, have any of your actually dated a man? I can barely get him to change the AC filter. I have no idea, last I checked Captain America was Black, all the time...of course not but most of the time, yes. No not really, we both know when the other needs space. I don't know how to answer that but I have no issues with anyone in his family. When have you ever seen him on Social Media more than ten minutes? And last but not least of these annoying ass questions, I have no idea, I'm not his fucking agent. Well, if that's all you wanted to ask me and nothing more about my book. I think this interview is over.
They all stumble over each other to say something to get you to stay.
"We......really do like your books."
"Well, I appreciate your candor. That crazy part is I absolutely love talking about him and I would have happily done this interview if that is what you asked me. But you didn't."
~~~
"I don't think you did anything wrong. I love talking about my husband too, but if someone invites you to talk or participate in something that is one thing and then that's on them." Kristen says looking at you.
"Thank you. They sent me a gift basket and a decent apology. I might accept it."
"I wouldn't but I like to hold teeny tiny grudges. Thank you so very much for coming today."
The interview was over and your were on the phone with Tilly.
"Everyone is here. How close are you two?"
"We just turned up the road. Chill...."
"Fuck the both of you. Chill?? Really I've been lying to our parents. Mom's going to freak out! A surprise baby!"
"You are released from the secret. We just pulled up."
Tilly hangs up and is standing in the garage of Chris's house in LA.
He parks and gets out and quickly walks around the car to help you get out.
"Alright you three, let's do this!"
You follow behind Tilly and walk in the house.
"Everyone's outside and...." You all turn to the voice to your right.
"What the entire fuck? This is the secret? Your pregnant? Oooooooh mom's gonna freak." Calvin says walking out of the bathroom.
"You say anything and I stab with this blunt butter knife." Tilly says as she grabbed the butter knife that was on the counter.
"Damn....Till....." Calvin says walking back to the backyard.
"Alright? You two ready? You know what? I don't care. Go!"
She starts to push you towards the back door.
"Stop it.....wait....do I look pregnant?" You ask them both.
"Very." Tilly says and walks outside.
"You look pregnant because you are pregnant with our sweet boy."
"You're never going to let that go, are you?" You say walking towards him.
He puts his hands on your belly.
"Nope. You were so positive my son was a girl." He says pulling you into his arms.
"Oh so he's your son? Well then you push him out of your vagina."
He makes a face at that.
"Don't make that face Evans! I'll make sure you catch that baby. Now let's go and get yelled at." You say as you grab his hand and walk outside.
Your mom was the first person who noticed, then your sister Ginny, who yelled, which got Lisa's attention whose gasped finally got your father's attention.
"We're engaged........and a little bit pregnant." Chris says to everyone.
"A little bit? When did this happen? How did this happen?" Ginny asks you first.
"About six months ago. Unprotected sex, Gin that's how baby's are made." You say.
She poked you right in the belly button.
"Ouch, you psycho." You say as you smack her hand.
"Don't be a smart ass. I'm actually super happy for you. Congratulations momma I can't wait to tell Thomas's sister. She dated Brody Jenner for 14 seconds and thinks she's so cool. My niece or nephew's dad is that guy." She says pointing to Chris who is currently holding the hands of both of your mother's.
You follow her finger and just smile.
"Nephew." You say as you walk away from Ginny and find your father.
You scan the crowd and don't see him anywhere.
"Congratulations my sweet precious daughter." You father says from behind you.
You just start to cry.
You turn slowly to face him not truly knowing what to expect but when you are greeted with a huge smile all your worry disappears. He hugs you and you tell him that you thought he would be mad.
"Mad? Your grown and I couldn't ask for a better person to have in this family."
The moment was over quickly because your loud mouth brother just repeated what you told Ginny.
"NEPHEW! YES! I KNEW IT."
You are currently standing at the bar in Chris's backyard watching your mom's talk about their future grandson. They've already decided on a his name, Michael Christopher, they will do six months of which grandmother is needed and that you should be pregnant again by the time he's one so they can be close.
"Do I have any say in this discussion?"You ask butting in their conversation.
The both give you a polite and continue to ignore you.
You sigh heavily and walk away from them, someone wraps their hands around your belly and walks you to the buffet line.
"You know I'm a taken lady, not to mention very pregnant."
"He is very lucky." Chris says as he grabs you a plate.
"I'm not hungry." You pout.
"Not even for this...."
He points to the caramel apple cannolis he had them brought in from your favorite little Italian restaurant back home.
"You are the best and the worst. I'll take two." You say as he grabs them for you and walks you to your table.
He puts the plate down and pulls out your chair you sit down and sigh heavily.
"Our mom's have already decided on a name.....why do they think this is their baby?"
He just gives you his sweetest smile.
"They're happy. Now be a good girl and eat this." He says giving you a forkful of dessert.
You raise an eyebrow at him and open your mouth and let him feed you.
You both start to laugh at his use of 'good girl'.
"So when is this baby coming? I have plans in a few months?" Calvin asks as he stands in front on you both.
You just roll your eyes at him.
"Soon. You don't need to be there." Chris says.
"Of course I will she's my sister. Also I've heard you all are doing your annual Disney World trip.....how do I get an invite?"
"Disney World? Not sure I know what you mean?" You say with sly smile on your face.
"You motherfuckers.....did you already go?" Cal whisper yells.
"Nope. We are heading there right after this trip. You wanna come?" Chris asks him.
"I'll pack right now! Thanks! I've never been. I'm so excited!" He says hugging you both then heads inside.
"How was it?" Tilly asks as she walks towards you both.
"You should do this for a living." Chris says matter of factly.
"Lie to my parents?" Tilly says she sits down.
"Sorry about that, I mean you should plan parties. Be a party planner this is amazing."
"He's absolutely right. You had such an amazing time putting this together. Every time you'd call I could hear the excitement in your voice. I want you to plan my premiere party. I don't have a location yet."
"Here of course, this is also your home." Chris says interrupting you.
"OK. Yes, I'll do it." Tilly says as she jumps up from her seat and goes to get her boyfriend.
You finally start to eat your cannoli and watch your favorite people all hangout.
"You know what, Michael's not a bad name." Chris says looking over at you.
You just side eye him.
"What? Mikey? That's super cute."
"No." You say in between bites.
"We really haven't talked about names. Maybe we should."
"I do like Christopher for his middle name. I'm on board with that. I'd love nothing more than our son to be named after his amazing father."
He gives you that sweet smile.
"You keep talking like that and we will definitely be on track with our second kid....according to our mother's plan."
You raise your eyebrows at him and lean in for a kiss. He puts his hand on your chin and brings you closer.
"I love you." You say as you pull away slightly.
"And I love you." He pulls you gently back to his lips.
A scream from the back door startles you, you both turn to see the commotion that is Keelie, Tiffany and Cass walking outside.
"We are so sorry we ate late!! This dumb ass thought she knew where this was and we ended up damn near Venice Beach." Tiffany yells.
"Shut up and where the bar? Congratulations! Let me see that RANG!"
You get up from the table and walk towards them and another scream is let out.
"He got you pregnant!?! Oh my goodness. Y'all about to make me cry." Cass says walking up to you.
"Congratulations! Good job, Evans." Tiffany says smirking at Chris.
You finally make it to them and you have your group hug.
"Well that was different. I still can't believe your pregnant....how did your editor take it."
"Umm let's just say she won't be bored any time soon. I'm almost done with the last one I'm like five chapters from the ending and I just submitted my third and final draft of the screenplay. This kid might be born on a movie set."
You ask had walked back over to Chris his family as they all turned to greet you.
Everyone introduces themselves and start to chat.
"Ian." You say to Chris as he drinks a beer.
"What? Who's Ian?" He asks you very confused.
"Ian Christopher Evans. I.C.E. How cool is that?
"Immigration and Customs Enforcement. I.C.E." Chris says back to you.
"Fuck.....Michael's not bad. I just don't love it."
"It will come to us. I promise."
You just nod up at him.
"Now get your sexy ass over here so I can brag about you to your face.” He says with his hand reaching out to you.
"If you insist."