Two months after the news broke that Chris Pratt was no longer single, you had settled into a new schedule. Normally, you jogged alone in the mornings; now, two of your best friends accompanied you, the three of you carrying mace if there were ever a rogue paparazzo. As much as you liked going to the local grocer, you placed your order online, and an hour later, the doorbell was ringing. The blinds remained mostly drawn and, at night, only two or three lamps were turned on.
Thankfully, you weren’t bothered too much at the school. Mainly because the school didn’t allow journalists or paparazzi on the property at any given time. You made a mental note to thank them in a special way.
The students, however, were a completely different story. They were eleven and twelve years old, and they definitely knew who Chris Pratt was; mainly because of Marvel casting him as the lead in Guardians of the Galaxy. Well, that and the upcoming movie; Jurassic World.
Seeing how you had the inside scoop, the group of children had been relentless in their thirst of all things Guardians and Jurassic World. After what felt like hundreds of questions later, you made a new classroom rule; one question about Chris Pratt a day. Not one question per student per day, one question from the group every day.
While most of your life and routine had changed, one thing remained constant; your nightly talks with Chris, and tonight was no different.
“Guess what,” Chris chuckled low in his throat.
You were on your back, legs dangling off the bed. “What?”
“You have to guess.”
You gave a soft hum as you pretended to think about what he wanted to tell you. “I don’t know.”
“That ain’t a guess, darlin’,” he teased, the baritone of his voice bringing back memories of the long nights in Hawaii.
“Alright, alright,” you huffed in faux irritation. “You’re almost done filming?”
“Close,” Chris cooed. “We actually wrapped earlier this morning.”
Your heart started hammering in your chest. “Yeah? So… what does, uh, what does that mean?”
The doorbell chimed moments after he said, “You tell me.”
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