What's Up, Doc? • Chris Evans (BWWM)

La La Land: 2 Anxious 2 Irritated

"Thyme? Do we have thyme? Dodger do we have thyme?" Trying to have Ariel come home to a home cooked meal.

Marry Me Chicken. Twitter says it's dummy proof. Twitter also says Ariel and I are married. People got pics of me in the Hamptons with my tattoo. TMZ then must have bribed someone at the courts because our marriage certificate got leaked. And we go to LA on Friday.

I hired more security and moved all my meetings to my house. Robert and Susan want to take us to dinner at Nobu but I'm not sure. Ariel will be the deciding factor.

I probably won't ask her today since she's having her therapy session. Hence why I'm trying to cook something good for her and burning the candles I hate and she loves. Also put the Whirlpool jets on a timer so they'll be going when she gets home.

"Boudicca I see you eyeing the chicken breast. Don't do it,"

My phone went off letting me know someone is in the driveway. Blue Tesla equals Ariel.

The dogs rushed to the garage door once the heard her.
"Ahhhhh! Puppies!" She sounds like she's in a good mood.
"Be careful. Mommy has a box," I left the kitchen to help her.
"You need help, baby?"
"Please," I took the box.
"Ari baby. Call me next time this is heavy,"
"Pregnant women need exercise too," she kissed my cheek.
"What's in here?" I placed it on the kitchen table.
"Early release of all the Pats gear for this year. Erin Andrews made such cute women's stuff. I got you a windbreaker. I got your sisters and mom white hoodies since they like mine so much. Pats grilling tools since you're running the summer cookouts now,"she's happier than I expected.
"Look at these hats with the OG logo," she put it on.
"Cute, baby,"
"Anything XXL is for Zeke,"
"You can pack it with my stuff,"
"Thank you. Now what are you cooking?"
"Marry Me Chicken,"
"But we're married,"
"... Fuck Me Chicken?" She laughed.
"Okay,"
"With hit it from the side broccoli,"
"Oh lord,"
"Sit on my face tatters,"
"I'm going upstairs. I wish you luck on your sex meal,"
"I got you that loungewear set you've been looking at. The bath jets are going too," she smiled.
"I love you,"
"I love you,"

The dogs followed her upstairs. I know she's good at masking her feelings, but I can tell she's actually okay. I'm just going to let her share what she wants.

Ariel came back down in new pajamas and fresh fuzzy socks.
"These shorts are fitting a little tight,
"Good," she rolled her eyes.
"Okaaaay, I see the salad. Placemats,"
"Easily impressed," I started plating the food.
"Those tatters look creamy,"
"Sit down. You're making me nervous," I blushed.
"Sorry," she kissed my cheek and sat down.

"I um cut the chicken already. Wanted to make sure there was no pink," I said nervously placing the plate in front of her.
"Baby, don't be nervous. I'm proud of you for cooking,"
"Pretty girls make me nervous, and you're carrying a pretty girl. So I'm going through it," She smiled as I sat down next to her.

"Let's see," she took a bite of the chicken.
"It's good!" I raised my hand for a high five which I received.
"I'm going to be ready once the baby comes. Mommy and daddy cooking," she smiled.
"So um. My therapy session went good today,"
"That's awesome, baby. Share what you feel comfortable with,"
"That's what we discussed. Sharing. I feel like a idiot for not thinking of it,"
"The woman that graduated Magna cum laude?"
"Emotionally dumb,"
"Not that either,"
"She said I should try journaling. Writing down my past life experiences that I want to share with you. I used to journal in college. To process my thoughts. Understand what I was feeling. Now I'm doing it for the both of us,"
"And you're okay with it?"
"Yes, I stopped at Barnes and Noble and got the nicest hardcover notebook. Their stationary section is slept on,"
"Can I write you back?"
"It's encouraged. Needed in fact," I kissed her hand.
"I should have stopped at Ulta too,"
"I had Nora get your essentials. They're all at the LA house,"
"I know you didn't send that poor girl a long notes app list,"
"She had me take a picture of the countertop and shower shelves,"
"If I could bottle and sell you to all the lonely girls in the world I would,"
"I'm one of one. For the most elite woman,"