Becoming Mrs. Evans

Chris's Birthday

So today is Chris's birthday and I decided that I would wake him up by dumping a bucket of ice cold water on him. Why do I do this to myself? I'm now seven months pregnant and I'm still pulling these pranks.

"Blake you are so lucky I love you!" Chris yells.

I laugh to myself in the kitchen while eating ice cream. I turn around to see a soaking wet Christopher Robert Evans.

"You look great babe," I say walking past him knowing he can't pick me up.

"Why. Why me?"

"Uh because you're the only one here. Obviously," I say rolling my eyes.

"How heavy was that bucket?" He asks.

"Like a gallon," I say.

"You have to be careful of what you pick up," he says getting closer.

"Yeah you need to go get dressed and go to the store. I'm running out of ice cream to eat," I say smiling.

"Fine," he obeys.

I turn on the TV to see Chris and I on the news.

"Babe come here!"

"What?"

"Look," I say pointing to the TV.

"Chris Evans dating Robert Downey Jr's sister," the news reporter says.

"Now when you put it like that I don't like it," I say.

Chris turns the TV off and kisses me. When he walks out the door I grab my phone. I call everyone to tell them to meet at the house. Once everyone is there I send Chris a list of supplies we 'need' to keep him gone.

Chris's P.O.V

I walk up to the house with five bags in my hands and unlock the door. I walk in the kitchen to see everyone there.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!" Everyone shouts.

I look at Blake who has this giant smile on her face.

"Did you do all of this?" I ask her.

"Maybe," she says keeping the smile.

"God you're the best," I say kissing her cheek.

"I know."

Blake's P.O.V

"I know," I say.

We eat cake and Chris opens his presents and thanks everyone.

"Where's yours?" He asks looking at me.

"I'm carrying them isn't that a good enough present," I say smiling.

"That sounds like a good answer to me," my brother says.

"I'm kidding I'll be right back," I say before exiting the kitchen.

I walk to our room and grab his present and another little box. I walk back in the kitchen and hand it to him. He opens it and smiles like a meatball.

"I love it and you," he says referring to the scrapbook Lisa helped me make.

"Open the other one too."

He opens the box keeping his smile.

"How much?" He asks looking at me.

"Like I'm going to tell you," I say kissing him.

"Damn that's a nice watch bro," Robert says.

"Bro they can hear now," I say pointing to my stomach.

"Language RDJ," Chris says.

"You like it?" I ask.

"Of course I do babe," he says kissing me.

"Good," I say smiling.

We clean up and everyone leaves. By the time Chris and I go to bed there's still balloons on the floor.