The One With The Misunderstanding

The one with the misunderstanding

Summery: No one ever believes you when you tell them your boyfriend’s look wasn’t the first thing you noticed and loved about him

Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader

“Please guys let’s welcome the best-selling author Y/n Y/l/n”- Jimmy said to the audience

You entered while smiling and waving around even if you were a little bit nervous but you were trying not to show it… “fake it till you make it”, right?

“Hi, thank you for having me over”- you said to Jimmy once you had sat down.

“Thank you for being here. I’m pretty sure it’s not necessary”- said Jimmy while looking at the audience - “but if there is someone among you that doesn’t know her, Y/n is the author of some of the most popular books right now”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not true”- you said embarrassed. You had never been able to take a compliment

“I’m pretty sure it is”- he replied laughing- “Your last book has been on the top three most selling books for five months. And I also hear a series of movies are going to be based on your books. Is that true?”

“Yes, yes it is. I’m really happy about it and very surprised too”

“Ok but before we talk more about your book, I really need to ask you about your last Instagram post”- he said and you started laughing because you already knew where this was going - “so you posted a photo of your fiancé, Henry Cavill, congratulation on your engagement by the way”

“Thank you”- you smiled like you did anytime Henry was brought up

“So in this photo there was an half naked Henry Cavill doing a pull up, it’s a pull up right?”- he asked while showing a print of your post

“Yep”- you said while the audience screamed

“What I want to asked you, it’s not about the shot itself, even if I’m sure your followers were very happy about it, but it’s about the caption. You wrote ‘people don’t believe me when I tell them the very first thing that I noticed about Henry was not his look’. “

“Yep, that’s very true, no one believes me, do you Jimmy?”- you smirked

“I must say I have some trouble believing it myself. So why don’t you explain it to me”

“It’s a little bit of a long story, are you sure you wanna hear it?”- you playfully said

“We can stay here all night”- he said and you laughed

“Ok ok… Let’s start saying I’m very aware how much of a good looking man my fiancé is, I’m not blind. I know I’m dating the hottest man alive. But I swear that’s not the first thing I noticed… So Henry and I, we have a common friend, Emily it’s her name, and we actually met through her. She was having a party and we were both there. Henry was talking with a friend of his and I asked Emily if he was single and she gave me his number”- you said

“This doesn’t actually prove your point”- Jimmy smiled

“Wait for it. So I texted him after the party, you know to ask him if he wanted to grab a coffee or something, but he had to travel for work, I think they were starting shooting the first season of the Witcher. So we decided to talk through texts to know each other. A couple of months after the party, we were finally able to go on a date and let’s say it was a little bit awkward”

“Why?”- asked Jimmy totally captured by your story

- 4 years before -

True be told you were feeling a little bit out of place at Emily’s party, you weren’t even sure why she invited you since you didn’t know anyone but her.

She was having a party with her actors friends so you weren’t sure why you were there but you had never been able to tell her no.

“So are you having fun”- asked you Emily while side hugging you

“Kinda. Tell me again why I’m here since it’s clearly not my circle of friends?”

“Because since you’re becoming a very famous book-writer, you have to start knowing more influent people”- she said. You rolled your eyes, she almost had more faith in you than your own parents, for sure more than you had in yourself- “Beside you’re my friend and I’d like for you to meet some of my other friends. Don’t be antisocial”- she added

“I’m here, aren’t I. I was just confuse so I asked”

“So did you see someone interesting?”- she smirked

“I thought I was here to meet your friends, not to find someone to date”- true be told you had noticed someone, he was a very good looking man that had smiled and smirked at you more than once while talking with whom you assumed was a friend.

“I mean you can do both”- she shrugged before squinting her eyes at you -“wait… I know that look, you noticed someone, didn’t you?”

“Maybe”- you smiled

“Yes”- she fist pumped up in the air- “I always wanted to be your Cupid, so you will have to thank me at your wedding”

You laughed- “I don’t even know his name, if I’m actually interested and if he is interested in me, and you’re already thinking about the wedding?”

“Of course, so who is he?”

You pointed out the guy to her, trying to be as subtle as possible.

“Well you have really good taste my dear, don’t you? Do you want me to give you his number? His name is Henry by the way”

“Do you think he could be interested? I mean I don’t wanna make a fool out of myself”- you weren’t used to make the first move with men, mostly because you could be really shy at times

“Come on. Be an empowered woman who takes what she wants. So let me ask you again, do you want Henry’s number?”

“Ok”

You had gone home that night still not sure about what to do, but maybe because you had Emily’s voice in your head telling you to get over yourself , you sent a text

To Henry: Hi I’m Y/n, I’m a friend of Emily. She gave me your number, so I hope it’s ok. I would really like to grab a coffee with you sometime, if you’d like to.

You went to bed that night with a little bit of anxiety but you were happy you sent that message in the end. You didn’t have to see him again if he said no, or worse if he didn’t even replied to you.

You woke up the next morning well rested and particularly happy without a reason, and while having breakfast you looked at your phone: there was a text from Henry.

From Henry: Emily told me she gave you my number, so no problem at all. I’m glad you text me but I’m leaving today for work. Could I take a rain check?

It wasn’t the answer you were hoping for, but it wasn’t a straight no either.

What you hadn’t expected was how easy and fun would have been texting with Henry from that day. You hadn’t stopped talking to each other, you texted every day even only to know how the other’s day had gone. It was refreshing being able to talk with someone without any anxiety.

Beside you two had a lot of things in common: for starters you both loved animals, he even had promised to come horse riding with you as soon as he came back home; you both were a little bit of nerds, sure you were more of a book nerd and not really into video games, and even if Henry liked reading fantasy, he was more into video games and staff, but once knowing he liked playing the Witcher, and that he had actually been chosen to play Geralt on a show for Netflix, you had decided to read the books and that had become another common point.

Both of you were very work oriented: Henry had soon learned that when you were in the zone and you were writing, you would never pick up your phone, not even if there was a very nice looking guy waiting to hear your voice.

So, in the end, you were happy Henry hadn’t been able to go out the day after the party, because you had had the time to actually know him and you knew that there wouldn’t be any awkwardness during your first date because you had been talking for two months, so you were really comfortable with each other.

Talking about your first date: Henry was finally home so that meant that tonight you were going out for dinner. You had spent all afternoon getting ready: you wanted it to be a perfect date.

Once you arrived at the restaurant you started to feel a little bit of anxiety, you really wanted this to go well. So you took a deep breath and went inside the restaurant.

You were saying thank you to the waiter that had showed you to your table when you heard- “hi”

“Hi”- you were a little bit confused

“I’m really happy to meet you” - said the man while giving you a blinding smile.

“I’m sorry, who are you?”- you asked more confused every second

“I’m Henry”- he was still smiling pretty much unaware of your internal turmoil

“What? No you are not.”

“I’m pretty sure I am. I don’t think I’ve changed that much since the party”- he joked.

And that’s when you finally put the pieces together: he wasn’t the guy you had noticed at the party and you were sure about that, because that guy had been a blondie and like the half of Henry size-wise. Emily hadn’t given you the number of blondie, but the number of blondie’s friend, and now you didn’t know how to tell him.

“I think there is been a misunderstanding, I’m… Emily she… I think she didn’t understand who…”- damn it, you were bubbling because there was a beautiful guy looking at you like you were breaking his heart.

“It wasn’t my number you wanted, was it?”- he asked, he was still smiling but his smile had lost all his warmth

“I’m so sorry, I…” - damn it, you were feeling like a jerk.

“Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for, it was just a misunderstanding”- he was so nice.

Probably because there was someone out there who really hated you, the waiter decided that was the best moment to come to your table.

“So are you ready to order?”- he said smiling, oblivious to the unease you and Henry were experiencing.

You looked at Henry again, unsure of what to do: he wasn’t the guy you had noticed at the party but he was the guy you had spent the last two months talking, the guy who could make you laugh even trough texts and if you were totally honest he was even more good looking than the blonde guy you thought you were talking too.

Henry was the guy you had been falling in love with in the last couple of months.

“No we still need a couple of minutes to decide, but we could start with some wine?”- you said to the waiter before looking at Henry -“if it’s ok with you?”- you asked full of hope.

“It’s perfect”- he was smiling again and so were you

-Present day-

“So let me get this straight: you didn’t want to go out with Henry but with his friend?”- Jimmy was laughing

“Yep, I didn’t actually see Henry that night at the party because he had his back to me while he was talking with his friend.”- you shrugged- “so like I said Henry’s look wasn’t the first thing I loved about him”

“Well, I believe you now. And does Henry still talk with this guy you wanted to date?”- he asked smirking

“Let’s just say I haven’t seen him again, and I have met all of Henry’s friends”- everyone was laughing -“true be told, they weren’t that close”

“Bet that was the last straw. Stay with us because we’re gonna be back with Y/n to talk more about her new book.”

You went back to your hotel room, you were so tired and couldn’t wait to cuddle with your favorite boys.

You heard Kal as soon as you were outside the room, so once you opened he jumped at you to give you some kisses.

“Hi bear”- you caressed Kal behind the ears

“So I saw the interview”- said the voice you had fallen in love for long ago

“And?”- you asked while ha hugged you and kissed your lips lightly

“I still can’t believe I almost lost you to Lucas. We really have to thank Emily at the wedding”

Henry slowly put his hands on your ass before he swept you of your feet to take you to the bed.

“I can’t believe you still get jealous of Lucas. You’re the only one for me”- you caressed his cheek while he trapped you under him on the bed.

“I’ll make sure that never change”- his eyes were full of mischief and you knew it would be long before you would be able to sleep, but you didn’t care, suddenly you weren’t feeling tired anymore.

So… as always English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME AND APPRECIATED ❤️so please let me know what you think.

P.s. (for who is patiently waiting for me to update “Then I met you” and “The one with the one night stand”): I’ve a 911 one shot almost finished (I have to write the end), so I’m gonna focus on that and I’ll start focusing on my WIP after that I promise.

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For the people tagged in the bracket: I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be added to my permanent Henry Cavill’s taglist or only to my on going story. So I tagged you to be sure, let me know if you wanted to be ONLY tagged on “the one with the one night stand”, so I’ll remove you from the permanent taglist.

Also if your name is underlined it’s because I couldn’t find you and tag you. Sorry.

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“Happy birthday Mr Evans”

Pairings: Chris Evans x reader

Summery: Chris thought that the best gift you ever gave him was saying yes to marrying him during Christmas three years ago. He never thought you could top that

Chris had always thought that the best gift you ever could have given him was saying yes to marrying him during Christmas three years ago. I mean how could you top that, right?

Wrong!

You had been able to top that last year during your anniversary when you had gifted him with a beautiful Patriots baby onesie with “Baby Evans” written on the back. Chris had been ecstatic: knowing you were pregnant with his child was the best gift ever. So yeah he was sure now: you couldn’t top that.

He had begged you not to get anything for his birthday: you were eight months long and he didn’t want you to exhaust yourself by looking for a birthday gift for him. Beside he didn’t need anything, he had everything he had always wanted: you had made sure of it.

Chris woke up the morning of his birthday and immediately looked for you, but you weren’t laying beside him: why were you not in bed? Why were you not in bed cuddling him the day of his birthday? You knew how much he liked smothering you and your bump as soon as he woke up.

Since you had told him you were pregnant, the first thing he did, right after kissing you good morning, was talking and showing his love to your baby bump. So why weren’t you there?

Chris lightly raised his head from his pillow and he noticed Dodger on his bed. Well that was even weirder: since you had been pregnant (even before you knew it) Dodger had been your personal bodyguard, he left your side only for his walks and even then Chris had to practically begged him to go out. Let’s say the dog would prefer when you decided to accompany them too. Chris was very proud of his buddy, it was clear he had taken his new big brother status very seriously.

So how come you had left the bed and Dodger hadn’t followed you?

“Dodge? Where is your mom?”- he asked the dog that looked at him whining a little, showing his evident displeasure about not knowing.

Chris was just about to get up and come looking for you when the bedroom door opened and he was left speechless.

You were in a new set of lingerie that not only flaunted your beautiful breast but also framed your beautiful baby bump.

Chris knew you were wearing it only for him and not only because it was his birthday but most of all because you had been very unsure about your body lately, even if he had never stopped telling and showing you how much he loved your body every day.

You had always been stunning and Chris had never been able to resist you, not even when Scott introduced you for the very first time (you two had ended up in bed together that day to Scott’s displeasure and Chris’ smugness) But since you were pregnant and in particular since you had started showing, Chris had almost gone insane with his need to have you.

Did it make him a caveman that rejoice in his efficiency in getting his woman pregnant? Maybe.

Did he care? Hell to the fuck not!

Anyway… you were stunning and Chris knew he was the luckiest man in the world.

You stood on the door just for another moment looking at him.

“Don’t you dare laugh at me, ok?”- you warned him

“Of all the things I’m thinking about doing, laughing isn’t one of them, baby. I promise you”- he licked his lips. He wanted to devour you… well carefully devour you of course.

He wasn’t sure why you were so nervous, it couldn’t be only because of the lingerie, you should have noticed how positively affected he was by you right now. And by positive affected he meant he was painfully hard.

“Baby, are you-” you shushed him before he could finish and cleared your throat and before he knew it you were singing to him and he was smiling like a crazy man. God… he loved you so much.

“Happy birthday Mr Evans… happy birthday to you”- you sensually sang while gently getting on the bed with him.

“You’re so beautiful baby”- he said once you had finished and were laying beside him.

“I’m ridiculous, I don’t even know why I thought it was a good idea. Who would want a whale to sing them happy birthday?”- you whined

“A sexy whale”- he laughed when you playfully smack him

“Come here. Let me show you how much I love you, you birthday man”- you said

You were so caught in Chris’s kisses and hands roaming all over your body that you almost didn’t notice.

“Chris”- you moaned while he was playing with your clit. And suddenly he stopped, his hand was no longer on you.

“Well I’m getting better and better it seems”- he smiled smug while looking at his wet hand

“Oh my god! Chris I didn’t come”- you didn’t know if you should laugh at him or smack him behind the head

“What?”- he was so confuse and so adorable

“Those were my waters, they broke”- you smiled

“What?”

“My waters just broke, baby”- you raised your eyebrow at him

“Oh my god, oh my god… your waters broke. Dodge mommy waters just broke… I’m becoming a daddy. Let’s go let’s go let’s go”- he said while jumping around the room. Dodger started barking and you couldn’t help yourself but laugh.

“You’re behaving like a four year old baby, not a forty years old man”

“Who cares! I’m going to be a daddy”- he said while helping you up.

The road to the hospital was mostly calm, your contractions weren’t fun but you couldn’t wait to meet your baby.

Only when you were on a wheelchair in the hospital you remember

“Oh my god baby, I totally forgot. There is a surprise birthday party for you tonight. I’m so sorry”- you were so crushed , you had spent so much time organizing the party for him and now he couldn’t even enjoy it

“Don’t worry once you’re set in your room, I’m gonna call Ma and Scott to tell them you’re having the baby and I’ll tell Scott to tell everybody else, ok?”- he gently caressed your cheek

“I’m so… uhhh… so sorry baby”- you scream while having another contraction.

Chris really didn’t know how you did it, you were so strong: it had almost been 8 hours of labor but at the end your baby was here and Chris couldn’t stop smiling.

“He’s so beautiful”- he said while looking at his son… he had a son

“Happy birthday Mr Evans… and happy birthday baby Evans”- you smiled while singing again…

And Chris almost cried.

He had always thought the best gift you had ever given him was saying yes to marrying him during Christmas three years ago, but you had proved him wrong two years later when you told him you were pregnant during your anniversary. He had been sure then you could never top that gift.

You proved him wrong once again during his 40th birthday when you gave him his son, with whom he now shared his birthday. It was perfect.

Author note: I wanted to write something for Chris’ birthday and I don’t know why I thought about my cousin’s son who last year was born the day of his dad’s birthday… I think it’s so cute they share a birthday now

Anyway… English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes… I’m pretty sure there is a part that’s not super clear but I don’t know how to fix it 😂

Like always FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME AND APPRECIATED ❤️

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The Perfect Spring Day

The Perfect Spring Day:  A Stucky x Reader Fanfic Can We Keep Her? | What’s Inside That Counts | Juxtapose | Everything They’re Not

Word Count:  3120

Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x reader x Steve Rogers

Warnings:  Fluff glorious fluff with a side of Bucky angst

Synopsis:  Steve and Bucky take you to Central Park Zoo for your first date.

The Perfect Spring Day

Steve and Bucky step out of the Subway into the sun.  Bucky puts his sunglasses on, while Steve just blinks up at the bright blue sky.  It was one of those perfect spring days.  Just coming into summer where the sky is blue and it’s warm without being too hot.  Steve hopes it’s a good sign for things to come.  That a perfect first date will lead to a lot more.

They walk side by side towards your apartment.  Steve straight-backed with his shoulders thrown back and his head held high.  While Bucky is hunched with his hands in his pockets.

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eddie diaz is a chronic piner, pass it on

A girl like her?

Captain Syverson x Reader

In which y/n is there purely to support syverson, her husband, but the rest of the boys don’t care about the husband part.

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You were sitting outside the camp, painting Aika green. “Good girl Aika, You’re such a good girl” you stroked her fur and whispered to her in your baby voice. You were enjoying the sun, waiting for Sy to come and get you after his meeting was done, when Ochre walked over and sat down next to you. “Hey, y/n” he introduced himself. “Oh, hi, Ochre” you said back, looking up from Aika into his eyes. “What, um, what are you doing?” He asked you, awkwardly pointing to the panting pup in front of you. “Oh I’m painting her green” you said simply, Still trying to dye one particularly stubborn patch of fur that refused to change colour. “Can I ask why?” He responded, still confused about the odd ritual of colouring dogs. “Well, Sy colours all good dogs green, and he knows how much I love Aika so She gets a green coat aswell” you tried to explain, not really understanding what he was confused about. “But why green? What do you have to paint them for?” He carried on

“We paint them so they don’t get shot” Syverson said bluntly from his new position behind you.” Ochres eyes widened in shock. You turned around and grinned up at him, squinting due to the sun. He came and stood next to you, putting his hand on your shoulder. “You can go in now.” He whispered to you, not taking his eyes of Ochre. “Awww, but Aikas enjoying the sun” you pouted at him, turning Aikas head so she could give him puppy dog eyes aswell, the both of you now not wanting to go in. “Jesus, you and that goddamn dog.” He mumbled under his breath “HEY! You love Aika aswell” you told him sassily. “Yeah yeah, whatever” he mumbled with a small smile.

“So uh, why do you paint them green?” Ochre asked Syverson. “I told you, so they don’t get shot.” He gave the same reply. “But, why? Why do they get shot?” Ochre asked again, not understanding. “Because right, the green dogs, they’re the good dogs, our dogs. The dogs with no paint, they’re unknown, strays, we shoot them. Anyone shoots a green dog, they answer to me.... and her” He explained to Ochre simply, pointing to me after I glared at him, making sure he let Ochre know that I also deal with the people who shoot green dogs. “I think it’s barbaric, how can a dog be a bad dog? If it were up to me, I’d save all the unknown ones and keep them for myself, but, we can’t, so I do my best to make sure all the green dogs are the best cared for they can be.” I told the two men. Ochre smiled down at me, “that’d be a good job for a girl like you” he smiled sweetly, making me blush. “A girl like her?” Syverson said, getting aggravated at Ochres nice behaviour. “Yeah, you know? Nice, caring?” Ochre replied making me blush. “Awwwww Ochre you’re so sweet” I smiled at him, making Syverson seemingly even madder. “Yeah yeah, so sweet. Go inside, y/n. Aikas overheating.” Syverson said without removing his eyes from Ochres. You frowned but got up anyway.

“Thanks for the company, Ochre.” You said, smiling sweetly at him, before walking inside, kissing Syversons cheek on the way. As you were walking away you passed Harper and the rest of the crew. “Looking nice, y/n” they shouted at you, making you smile and wave at them. “Oi, shut your mouths” Syverson shouted from his position, still having not moved from earlier. You walked over to the rest of the guys and sat down next to them. “How are you guys doing?” You asked them kindly, Chuckling at Aikas attempts at stealing a piece of Burtons chicken.

“Better now that you’re here, Y/n” Harper said charmingly, making you blush. “Very funny” you said dead beat. “But seriously, how are things going with the pipe and all that?” You asked the whole group, who then proceeded to inform you about how they managed to find workers from a local school to help build the pipe. “Awww that’s nice of them.” You responded, glad that they weren’t the only ones working on it. “Yeah, real nice. Why don’t you come watch us work some time? Give us a bit of motivation” Enzo said, making your eyes go wide. “Uhh, well Sy doesn’t really let me out of here that often” you responded shyly. “Cmon, we could sneak you out” Burton said cheekily, making you laugh.

“Uh, no you can’t, and no you won’t.” Syverson said as he walked over to you and grabbed your hand, pulling you up. “And I don’t want to hear, another fucking word coming out of your mouth about how you want Y/n here to motivate you, or how you want to sneak about with her alright. Cause she ain’t interested, and if you say it again, I’ll blow your fucking balls off, got it? Cool” Sy told them angrily, he began to walk off, keeping his hand linked with his. “Bye guys, Cmon girl, here Aika” you told the group, proceeding to tell Aika to follow you, which she happily obeyed, trotting along by your side. You pet here head before demanding a piggy back ride from Syverson, which he happily allowed. Jumping onto his back you whispered in his ear. “You don’t have to be jealous. You’re the only one for me.” Before kissing his cheek and resting your head on his shoulder, lightly kissing his neck before falling asleep on his shoulder, warn out from painting all the dogs. He chuckled at you “you’d think you’re the one out there in the heat digging a place for this pipe.” He chuckled, making you lightly smile before knocking out as he started to climb the steps to your guys’ room.

“God, I love you” he whispered as he lowered you onto your bed and kissed your forehead. Sure, it was difficult with you being one of the only women there, but he knew he’d rather have you with him then hours away in a different country, where he couldn’t see your face as he was falling asleep. No, there’s nothing he’d rather have then you with him.

Hi hun

The request that Really Shy Anon asked got me thinking.

What if if was the other way around.

Out with Sy and you see the ladies checking him out. And you can't blame them. Normally you don't have a problem with it. You trust him completely. But there is this one girl that is getting a little to close to your liking.

You are going to make it very, crystal clear to her that Sy is yours.

Thanks for the ask @mary-ann84 ! You immediately sparked my interest with this one and since I was having a bit of problems with my main WIP this was a welcomed distraction! I really hope you enjoy it.

Summary: A boys night with Sy brings out your jealous streak.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count: approx. 800

Warnings: Implied smut, recreational drinking, implied mdom, possessiveness.

Authors note: thanks again to @amberangel112 your support, as always, is priceless!

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In the bar

The weekend after you and Sy went clubbing he had had a boy’s night at the bar and he wanted you to come too. You agreed, you knew most of his friends, they were good guys, and were happy for you to tag along.

When Sy and his friends went out, they always got a lot of female attention. It was no wonder, each one was a military man, large and stacked like Sy and they oozed masculinity, confidence and danger. Sy stood out though, his beautiful blue eyes were intriguing, their mischievousness was evident and mixed with his rugged swagger it was a combination most women found irresistible. You don’t blame the girls for having a go, but your green-eyed monster still appeared whenever you saw a woman get a little too close. You knew you shouldn’t worry though, you trusted Sy, you had to or else you would go crazy every time he went on deployment. So you watched as woman after woman tried to get his attention and smiled as each one was sent packing by Sy’s firm but gentleman like, “thanks but no thanks.”

When the guys had enough alcohol in them to be described as mildly inebriated, they decided to play pool. You didn’t play, you weren’t really into it, so you sat back and watched while they had a few games, laughing along with their jokes and generally being their cheer squad when they made a good shot.

One particular girl seemed very keen on Sy and despite his usual standoffish behaivour, she didn’t seem to be getting the message. It started innocently enough, two girls challenged Sy and one of his friends to a game. After a short conversation it seemed that his friend, Rob was interested in one of the girls, so Sy winked, well attempted to wink, and agreed to the game.

Things were going well with Rob and his girl, but try as Sy might, the other girl wasn’t taking no for an answer. It was almost amusing to watch her at first as she bent over the pool table in front of Sy, turning her head behind her to make sure he was watching, only to see walking away and talking to Rob. You could see her getting frustrated, she wasn’t the type of woman used to rejection, young, attractive, and seemed quite nice actually, if she wasn’t trying to take your man. You almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

The game was close to finishing when Sy was up. He leaned over the table, readying his shot when she pressed her breasts into his side and whispered in his ear. You watch as Sy stands up quickly and walks away, his face reddening. You weren’t sure if it was from anger or embarrassment. But you knew how you felt, you weren’t going to stand for it any longer and you knew what you had to do.

You walk over to him reach up and grab his neck, pulling him down close to you, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “You could have come over sooner, lil girl,” he says, snaking his arms around you as his hands squeezed your ass. “I was beginin’ to think you didn’t care about me anymore.”

“Would I pass up an opportunity to watch you squirm?” you laugh. “No. Never.” You pause, still grinning and say, “You know, maybe you wouldn’t get hit on so much if you were wearing a wedding ring.”

He growls at you, gripping your chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re such a fucking brat. I asked you. You were the one who said no.”

You shrug. “Maybe I’ve changed my mind.”

“Don’t tease me, Darlin’,” he said, his eyes narrowed, searching your face before landing on your lips. He moved his hand to your throat, you felt a slight pressure, just enough to make your core tremble and your breath hitch with need. “Tell me you’ll marry me, say the words, lil girl.”

Breathless with desire you say the words, “I want to be your wife.”

Sy exhales with a grunt, “I fucking love you.” He presses his lips into yours, kissing you with that possessive need he gets, when you feel like you lose who you are and just become a part of him.

When he pulls away you whisper in his ear, “Take me home Sy. Show me that I’m yours.”

Sy nips at your ear with his teeth, and you shiver, he only does that when his urges can’t be contained. He presses himself into your hip and you feel how hard he is. You gulp, as he confirms your suspicions, “Darlin’, there ain’t no way we’re makin’ it home. Get your ass in the truck now, I’ll be taking what’s mine.”

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