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444names · 2 months

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Names generated from female Greek given names

Acana Acanditeris Acani Adoranna Adoristina Adoxi Aeodosta Afromela Afropi Afrosila Afrosyne Agalcyono Agaline Agaliothe Agalline Agaresa Agaria Agaroula Agate Agatea Agathaia Agattina Aikia Alano Aldocia Aldoranna Alekla Alektrisa Alemaresa Alemateria Alemiana Alena Alene Aleonoula Aleonstippe Alessa Alessia Aletzia Alewteria Alewthippa Alexana Alexane Alexia Althana Altheone Althyliaki Ambromedra Ambromia Ambrone Anara Anatonista Andia Andra Andrasilana Andrinia Andristaxis Androne Angelanthe Angelexi Angelia Angelika Angelinia Angen Angenie Annaia Anthaini Anthandra Anthe Anthena Antheni Antheodi Anthi Anthia Anthiani Anthoebe Anthoulana Antina Aphryssa Argia Argiope Argira Argiroula Ariania Ariantone Arina Arista Artea Arteris Arthy Aspine Atavroulane Athaia Athea Athemargiro Atheoni Atheopine Athila Athylia Athyliki...

Baraggelia Bargia Barina Barone Basina Bastines Calena Calia Calistala Calycacia Casine Casitia Caskevi Casta Castinia Chaedantha Chaida Chloi Chria Chriana Chrina Chrine Chrinia Chris Christa Chromelia Chronsta Chroulaia Chrounoula Chrysa Chryssa Chryssia Cleklana Clethena Clexana Creiakillia Cressia Cymaria Cympi Cympina Damarasta Damaria Damariaki Damarini Damatheris Dampi Danno Danthe Delexi Demali Demalia Demethaedra Demissia Demitsanna Desia Despi Dessa Dianaglenia Didanthalia Didorissa Didosoula Dimina Dimine Dimis Dimissa Dioula Domina Domitea Domiteria Drusi Drusia Effilini Effro Effrodosta Effrosyna Effroula Efpra Efpro Efthede Efthine Eftimothy Eiroula Ekassinis Ekata Ekatea Ekatina Ekatinaria Eleftha Eleia Elekla Elemeli Elene Elenis Eleonessia Eleope Eletrini Elewtea Elewterenia Elexi Elexia Elexinia Elikatera Eliky Eliopi Elippasiky Emarina Emateria Ereinia Erenia Erinasia Eriterista Eudoki Eudoria Eudositra Eudosoula Eugaris Euphea Euphia Euphippe Evaggeni Evagleki Evana Evanayitra Evane Evani Evannaea Evdora Evdorgiro Evdoxia Evgeli Evgelia Evgelina Eyagda Eyagdia Eyaggela Eyagia Eyaglekla Filia Filiky Fillianis Fotheni Gaedra Galiky Gallina Geope Giope Giopi Giopinica Gioula Gioullis Helanthi Helethi Helinia Hloebe Hlomis Iantha Ianthi Ioanthia Ioantia Ionsta Iphimia Iphryse Ireinia Irinia Juncede Kalane Kalanthe Kalcyoni Kalio Kaliseia Kalli Kalomna Kalyma Katea Kateria Katheorka Khlomenia Khlora Koris Korkathimia Kyria Kyrinia Kyris Lamfilissa Lexini Lexis Lilaia Lilikola Liline Lilla Liloe Lugarenia Lugargionia Lugela Lydinesa Lydinia Lyditia Maianoulana Mainasta Marbara Margate Marinia Maris Marisa Marosyna Marsili Medrinia Melanna Meleki Melena Melene Meletra Melexana Melexi Melexia Melexiadne Melia Meliki Meline Melio Meliopatea Melis Methantha Metra Metrassia Miraxia Mirope Myromeli Myrossia Nafsia Nafsini Nafsiteria Neoraxia Neria Nerianthi Neskevi Nessana Nikilia Nitra Olyca Olycachala Olycacia Olymareis Olympina Ophea Ophiani Ouragleki Pamattini Pamfie Pamfila Pamprisiky Panateris Panissa Pantheonsti Panthy Pareni Pargiope Pargirine Parini Paura Phalika Phantha Pharia Pharisa Phemotinia Phigela Phigora Philia Phillis Phippatea Phoula Prina Prine Rhemonia Selessa Selia Selinassa Smara Smareni Smarenia Smate Smatona Smattia Sopia Sotia Stamares Stamarsia Stantia Steftharia Stefthea Tasianna Tatea Thaed Thaida Thali Thalio Thanditeris Thandrona Thantheora Thara Thedra Thena Theodocia Theopi Theorana Theria Theriani Therini Therita Timia Timissania Timitra Timona Timono Timotina Tinia Tinisia Toulantacia Toulatra Toullana Toullio Vandrosilia Vanthara Vasia Vassa Vassia Vasta Vastia Xaniani Xantassa Xantharini Xanthektra Xanthemate Xenica Xylina Xylistippa Yandra Yandrosyne Yanthanta Yanthy Zachana Zeliki Zelippe Zenia Zoissa

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Acanta Acanthaia Acanthea Acanthina Acanthy Adoniki Adonisia Afrodite Afrodites Afrosia Afrosyni Agali Agalio Agalissilla Agathea Agathena Agatheni Agatheria Agatherini Agathia Agathippe Aikatea Aikateriaki Akilia Akilika Akiliki Akiliky Alalante Alalanthea Alalanthina Alalantina Alektra Alena Alene Aletha Alethe Alexandina Altha Althana Amaragdi Amaraskevi Amaris Ambrosyne Ambrosyni Anasia Anasilika Anasilla Anastandra Anastanthe Anastasilla Anatoliana Anatolianie Andra Andria Andriani Androme Andromela Andromeni Andronia Androullio Angelaina Angelandra Angelena Angelene Angelenia Angelenisia Angelia Angelina Angelis Angelissa Annaglethe Annagora Annayita Antha Anthaidra Anthe Antherine Anthi Anthia Anthimia Anthina Anthippe Antina Antippe Antoniki Antonise Aphrodites Aphroditi Argia Ariaki Ariane Arianie Arianthi Arisoula Arissa Aristina Artemia Artemitra Artemitria Aspasilia Aspasiliki Aspasiliky Aspasilla Atalassia Atalateria Atalaterine Athenaida Athenaidra Atheriadne Athia Athippe Barbaragdi Basia Basilia Basiliky Calana Calanie Calanta Calanthaia Calanthea Calassula Calateriani Calia Calianthano Calio Calistianna Calli Callis Cassini Cassithaia Cassula Charen Charene Charetzia Chariania Charistina Charite Chloristina Chris Chrissa Chrissi Christea Christia Christiana Christiani Chrysantha Chrysanthea Chryssia Chryssida Chryssini Clemata Clematine Cleophani Cleophano Cleophia Costa Costandra Costanthina Cresa Cressa Cynaragda Cynaragdi Cynaraskevi Damaragdi Damaristina Damata Damatina Danagora Deianta Demia Demis Demisia Demitra Denia Denisia Diani Diania Dimia Dimitria Dimitrianna Dionia Domini Drusiliki Drusiliky Effrodites Effrosia Effrossia Effrosyne Efthe Efthenia Eiren Ekatea Ekateria Ekateriana Ekaterinica Elefthe Elefthea Elefthena Elefthenia Elefthi Elefthia Elefthimia Elene Elenia Elewteriaki Elewterine Elewthe Elewthea Elewthena Elewthenia Elewtherini Elissa Elissandra Elissida Emaliana Emalisa Ereinica Erenia Eriaki Eriana Eriante Eugeni Eugenise Euphemis Euphrodite Euphrosia Euphrosyni Evaggele Evaggelenia Evaggeliki Evanta Evantha Evanthaia Evanthippa Evgeni Evgenise Eyaggela Eyaggelena Filana Filanagiota Filania Filantigone Filantina Fotinica Fotiria Georgiro Gioula Gioulla Helee Helenaida Helene Helenia Helianessa Helina Ianthi Ileka Ileki Ioannayita Ioannoula Ioannoullis Ioannounced Iphia Iphigeni Irenia Irine Irisoula Irissa Iristea Iristiana Iristianira Isaurania Isauranta Kalia Kaliope Kalistina Kalla Kallio Kalliopi Kallis Katea Kateria Kateriaki Katerini Katerinica Kateristini Katia Khloris Khloristine Konsta Konstasia Konstasilia Korene Korenia Kyntha Kynthea Kynthena Kynthi Kynthoullio Kyria Kyriadne Lamprina Lexis Liliki Lilina Lugarissa Margarene Margaretzia Mariadne Mariana Marini Maris Marissa Maristiani Maristina Marite Marites Maroulla Melania Melanta Melanthaia Melanthe Melanthena Melantheria Melia Meliki Melisa Melpome Melpomela Mirantippe Nafsikatea Nanae Nanagora Nanasiliki Neone Neria Neriana Nerina Nerine Nerini Odessini Ourantha Pamfiliky Pamfilina Panae Panagora Panastantha Panna Paragda Paragdi Parene Paretzia Parthe Parthea Phaia Phaida Philandra Philani Philanthy Philiki Philina Philome Philomenia Phylliopi Phyllisa Proniki Pronise Pronoula Rodanta Rodanthena Rodantigone Rodantina Salomede Salomeni Salomenia Selena Smara Smaraskevi Smarini Smaris Smaristea Sophana Sophania Sophano Sophigenia Sotina Sotiriana Soulla Stamara Stamarine Stamatiania Stefani Stefanira Stylia Tassa Tattia Tattiane Thala Thalania Thalaterini Thaleiana Thaleianta Thali Thanae Thano Tharetzia Tharites Theodosoula Theona Theophani Theria Therina Therine Therini Theris Timothe Timothena Timothenia Toulliopi Vasia Vasilippe Vasilla Vassa Vassini Vassula Xanta Xantha Xanthaia Xantherine Xantherini Xanthia Xanthimitra Xanthina Xanthoula Xantigone Xenagiota Xenaidra Xrisoullio Xristiana Xylianie Yanae Yiania Yianthe Zacharene Zenagiota

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nostxlgia18 · 3 years

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~Sick~

Part 1 part 2

Pairing: Chris/Ransom × girlfriend!reader

Summary: How would the boys react to their girl being sick

Warning: fluff, sick reader

Requested by : @cevansrogerss 🌹

Chris Evans

Last night, you were extremely tired when you got home from work, all you wanted to do was warm up under a blanket and just drift off to sleep. The following morning you woke up with a nose block and a very heavy head, you could barely get out of bed but you forced yourself to. Chris was gonna be back from shooting today and ugh you feel pathetic.

"Babe?" a yell from downstairs woke you up

'When did I fall asleep?' you wondered

You stumbled out of your bed, giving one look in the mirror

You left a sigh, red nose and cheeks 'Ahh such a great way to greet your boyfriend'

You walked down the stairs and heard a gasp instantly

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Chris started to walk up to you

"Stop stop, don't come near me. You might catch it too" You gestured him to stop

"Ohh fuck it" Chris ignored your protests and pulled you in his arms

"Since when?" he asked caressing your face

"This morning" You sniffed

"Oh darling! Did you call the doc?" Chris enquired

"No but, I'm sure it's a flu. I took a medicine though" you coughed

"Good!, Why don't you go upstairs and I'll make you some soup huh? and then we can cuddle the whole day okay" Chris made his way to the kitchen

"No wait, you were....were supposed to go meet your friends!" you sneezed

"There is no way I'm leaving you alone"

"I'll be fine on my own, you don't cancel your plans for me" You stopped him mid-sentence

"No means NO! now get your bratty ass up in the bed" and Chris disappeared in the kitchen

Ransom Drysdale

'Achoo' you sneezed for the 10th time this evening, having a mid-night ice cream wasn't good after all

Your phone chimed with a notification from Ransom, the playboy with who you have been having a enemy with benefit kind off relationship for 3 months now

Ransom- See you tonight sugar. 😉

Y/n- Nah, I'll pass. I'm sick

Ransom- so?

Y/n- What do you mean SO? I'm sick Hugh

Ransom- Did I ask? I want you here in 15

Y/n- I'M NOT COMING TODAY!

Oo thank god he didn't argue further, you turned your phone off and tried falling asleep

The doorbell to your home rang a several times, waking you up in a jolt

"I'm gonna kill whoever it it!" you exclaimed getting out of bed

You opened the door to see Ransom, if his looks could kill you would be 3ft underground right now

"What are you doing here? you yelled

He walked past you into the living room hitting your shoulders

"Why is your phone turned off?" he asked

"Cause I wanted to sleep peacefully, why are you here anyway? " you shrugged

"Cause you didn't show up at mine" he crossed his hands over his chest

"Yeah and I told you I'm sick, why will you have sex with a sick person?" you grossed out just thinking about it

He sighed and held out a plastic bag for you

'Wow, you didn't realize he had this till now'

You took the bag and pulled out a rectangular container

"Have this, might help you" Ransom said starting to walk out of your home

"Wait, you bought soup for me?" You couldn't believe your eyes

Ransom cares!

He didn't reply to you, just walked out with a smirk on his face

You bit your lower lip, thinking

This asshole isn't much of an asshole you thought he is.

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musette22 · 2 years

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you know we're right though 😌

#sent the lloyd pic in the gc #not everyone is a fan 😂#me however #huuuuuge fan #chria evans #lloyd hansen #the gray man #minnie talks

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lili-mj · 3 years

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#Chria Evans #actor

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starkercrossedlovers · 5 years

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😂😂😂

#starcrossedtalks #mark ruffalo #chria evans #captain america

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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Request:

Y/N is for one year in America and try to learn the language More (she is from Germany ).

Chris saw her at target and realized that she was kind of lost and was loved to help her 👀

Okayyyy Nonnie! How's this for a challenge?

At first I didn't know how I was going to get there from here, but I cruised IG for some German inspiration. As a result, instead of Y/N, reader is named Maëlle. I also struggled with the knowledge that most Germans know more English than Americans know of any other language, but this is all in fun. 😛

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader (Maëlle)

Word Count: Around 2K

Warnings: 18+, RPF, MINORS DNI, CURATE YOUR OWN EXPERIENCE, not proofread, Google Translate for the German, verry limited American knowledge of Germans and German culture, not full on Smut, but smutty thots, thoughts of oral sex, fingering, degradation kink, allusions to Dom! behavior, disregarding of stranger danger, the Red Sox, and an age gap.

Maëlle

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One of your goals when you got settled was to go to Target, Ziel when you arrived in Boston for your graduate exchange year at Boston University.

You understood a great deal of English and could speak many phrases, but you’d hoped your year in America would make you fluent.

You were proud that you were able to get from the BU Student Union to the store. You surprised yourself with the ease that you used your phone to help you translate for what you needed.

Now, you were standing in front of the doors, almost in tears, trying to find where your Uber was to pick you up.

You didn’t pay attention to which way you entered and you needed to find VanNess street. It was about to leave. You suddenly felt helpless, hilflos.

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Chris needed to pick up some sunscreen before the game, he couldn't afford a burn right before filming. Even though he had his Red Sox cap on, he still needed some high grade sunblock.

He hurried through the doors of the Target near Fenway Park, head down, trying not to get recognized.

He passed by some beautiful long bronze legs and followed them up a smoking hot body clothed in a scarlet Boston University t-shirt tied up tight and short blue jean skirt.

Your face was framed by waist length blonde braids and your eyes were the most beautiful he’d ever seen.

Your lips deserved ten minutes all on their own, but he kept it moving, not wanting to seem creepy.

You were gorgeous, although you looked flustered. Chris didn’t slow his roll, because you were probably waiting on someone.

When he came back through, five minutes later, he heard your voice and slowed down. He was surprised, but shouldn’t have been. There were black people all over the world.

Even in Germany.

“Kannst du mir zeigen, wo die Van Ness Street ist? Can you tell me? Where is Van Ness Street?”

Your accent was heavy, but passersby just assumed you were crazy or joking with them and ignored you.

Chris was ashamed. That wasn’t what he wanted Boston to be. Even though he was close to being late for the first pitch, he stopped for you. He summoned some German from filming in Europe.

“Kann ich Ihnen helfen?” It was one thing he knew how to say with perfect inflection.

You perked up and smiled at him. “Ach bist du Deutscher? You’re German?”

You looked into the face of the handsome stranger. His eyes. Verdammt!

Chris melted a little bit. When you smiled, you were even more beautiful. Chris smiled back at you, smitten. He laughed.

“No. Italian.”

You understood, but you were confused. Why was this handsome American saying he was Italian and speaking to you in German? And why was he so familiar?

“Oh, Ich entschuldige mich. Sorry.” You smiled again, and Chris forgot all about the game. He wanted to try to talk to you for hours.

“No worries, he said. “Bitte?”

This handsome man’s German was indeed poor. He’d fooled you. He was a good actor. Something pinged in the back of your mind, but you overlooked it. Somehow, he’d made you feel better.

“Ich habe meinen Uber vermisst. Uber, gone!” You made a motion with your hand. “Kannst du mir zeigen, wo die VanNess Street ist?”

“Ohhhh! VanNess is this way,” he pointed toward the other side of the store, and he started leading you through.

You breathed a sigh of relief as you followed him.

You neared the electronics department and there was a giant movie display with dvds. The man saw it, pulled up, stopped, grabbed your hand and quickly led you back the other way.

You were confused.

“Come to think of it, I’ll give you a ride, my car is back out this way. Druben?”

Chris was not going to ruin his afternoon and a chance to talk to you by getting caught signing autographs in Target. He loved his fans, but he already liked you.

You followed him back out of the sliding doors to the parking lot and a blank Range Rover. You just went along with him, your hand feeling at home in his.

Then the panic set in.

You didn’t know this man from Adam.

Your mother had warned you about getting kidnapped by an American serial killer. This was it. You hated it when she was right.

“Wait!”

You said it perfectly, and the man caught your anxiety.

Chris stopped as he tried to open the door for you. He looked into your worried eyes. Shit, he’d gotten carried away. He looked down to where your hands were still locked.

He couldn’t help but smile at them. You smiled, too. Then he looked at you, blue eyes looking like the sea. You smiled back, somehow knowing that you were safe. You leaned back on the car.

“I’m not going to hurt you. My name is Christopher, what is yours?”

“Maëlle.”

Your smile was brightening his entire life. He was into you.

“That’s beautiful. Das ist schön?”

You smiled wider at his compliment. Then you bit your lip. Chris' knees got weak and he took a step closer to you to regain balance.

You were in each other’s space, Chris looking down at you and you at him. You were both getting warm even though it was a cool September day.

Chris pulled your hand instinctively, and you were even closer, your fingers entwined in his close to his thigh, which you could sense flexing through his jeans.

You were staring at his lips and he was doing the same as the butterflies flew around your stomach.

Were you really considering kissing someone you’d just met in Target? What would your mother think?

That thought made you smirk.

“What are you thinking?”

He was leaning over you, his voice in a lower register now. His breath tickled your ear and made you moan slightly.

Chris wanted to know what was going on in that mind of yours, if you were as crazy as he was feeling this kind of connection so fast.

You understood exactly what he was saying, but you just cocked your head and smiled as if you didn’t. You didn’t want him to think that you were thinking of his hands all over you, in your most intimate places.

Chris took a deep breath, trying to clear his head and regain blood flow to his brain. His cock was hard being this close to you and he had to regain composure.

He wasn’t that reckless kid he used to be, but man he wanted to do some depraved things to you. Like drag his tongue up your…

He had to stop. Chris took a step back.

You watched as his tongue peeled out to lick his bottom perfect pink lip. It was strange, but you felt like you knew him. And you wanted him to know you. Intimately.

And now those perfect lips were moving, but you weren’t paying close enough attention to translate what he was saying.

“Can I give you a lift to campus?”

You cocked your head in that pretty way again. He wondered what it would be like to feel your lips. On his lips. On his tattoos, around his…

Chris cleared his throat and tried to think of the words.

“Kann ich mitnehmen?”

He was so cute. You smiled brighter and nodded, “Yes, Christopher.”

Then you gestured to your bra-less breasts in your thin t-shirt. Chris could tell your nipples were hard. He licked his lips and looked around. This was a development.

Then he got your message. He shook his head, chuckling that his thoughts were in the gutter.

“Ooooooh! Boston University! You’re on campus. Yeah, that’s right near here. I’ll take you.”

“Danke. Thanks you, Christopher.”

Your smile would be the end of him. He had to think of a creative way to get your number.

“Hey! Let’s take a picture!” He had his phone out.

You were confused, but maybe this is what Americans did to get to know each other. Take pictures with strangers.

He took a couple of pics and then opened the door for you.

You brushed past him to get in, and Chris allowed his eyes to take in your form, especially your shapely legs.

You noticed him checking you out, and immediately got goosebumps, your nipples hardening again. Your panties were a little moist.

“Let’s just get you… “

Chris reached across you for the seatbelt with his right hand, face coming near yours as he leaned into the car.

“Buckled in…”

Now you were sure your panties were soaked.

Chris allowed his mind to go places, like your pussy, which he was sure was sweet, wet, hot and…

“….Tight.”

Chris gulped, trying not to drool all over you, although he would love to spit in your mouth and make you swallow as he fucked you raw.

“Danke.”

You whispered behind a breathy moan. You wanted not only to ride in this man’s car. You wanted to ride this man in his car.

Your eyes flickered down to his jeans and that’s when Chris realized that he had a raging hard on. He quickly put his hand in his pocket, trying to play it off, flashed a smile and closed the door quickly.

You giggled at how huge what you thought you saw was. You fanned yourself while you waited for him to get in trying to remember your decorum.

Chris stood outside the back of the car for a minute, trying to catch his breath and think. He had to be at least 15 year older than you, he just met you, and you didn’t speak English. None of this made sense.

He was going to drop you off at campus and try to be at the game for the second inning. And act his age.

Christopher got back in the car, much more formal, and started driving.

He looked over to see your legs open and started to wonder how easy it would be to reach over and under your skirt, pull your panties to the side, if you were wearing any, and…

Chris cleared his throat and focused on the road.

You could tell the air had changed. He was different. You wondered what happened.

You looked at his profile and decided that he was turned off by you being so forward. You decided to straighten up, so you did so, literally and figuratively.

You sat up straight and crossed your legs, like prim and proper young ladies do.

The curve of your spine and the crossing of your legs made Chris irrationally angry. It was like you were closing yourself off to him. Then he remembered.

You didn’t know each other.

You pointed out where to go as you neared your apartment. Chris pulled up in front of your unit and you both started talking.

“Danke, Christopher.”

“Hey, Maëlle…”

You both chuckled. Chris continued.

“Let me send you that photo. What’s your number?” He was fiddling with his phone. Then handed it to you. “Type it in for me.”

You grinned wide and his sly smile answered you. Now you understood. You entered your number and handed it back to him, your fingers sparking as you touched.

You were breathless.

“Well…”

“Christopher…”

You two interrupted each other again.

This time you continued.

“Thank you.”

You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Chris closed his eyes. Your lips felt as soft as he imagined. He wanted to do the whole turn his head trick but he wasn’t 23 anymore. But you sure made him feel like it.

He did turn to look at you as you got out of the car and waved after you closed it. You swung your bag in one hand as you walked toward the building, also swinging your hips, watching him as he drove away.

Chris watched you too, as far as he could in the rearview. When you disappeared from sight, he said, “Fuck it,” did a uturn and peeled rubber back to your apartments. He rolled down the window.

“Maëlle! Maëlle!” You stopped just before you reached your door. Chris grinned at you. “You ever been to an American baseball game before?”

You skipped back down the walk happily, grinning back as you leaned in the open window. You cocked your head in that way.

“No, but I like playing wit the balls.”

Chris groaned. He couldn’t tell if you were talking about sports or something else. But he’d figure it out later. You climbed in the car, winked at him and crossed your legs.

Chris licked his lips as he drove back toward Fenway Park, thinking about how he would teach you about keeping your legs open that night.

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Hope it’s okay Nonnie! ❤️

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