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A/N: A big thank you to everyone who read and reviewed, I love you all! This chapter is a bit of fluff, but I promise its cute. Enjoy & review!
Evie nervously ran her hand through her hair. She looked at the houses they passed on the way to his parent's house. Today was the day that they were going to announce their engagement. While, she knew that his family wouldn't react the same way her parents did, she still couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Relax, baby." John reached over and grabbed her hand. "My family will be more than thrilled to hear the news."
"I still can't help but feel nervous." Evie admitted, chewing on her lower lip. "Your family is nothing like my family, but I still can't help but feel like they'll think the same thing."
John only sighed as he turned into the driveway. She had been this way ever since she had spoken to her brother and sister. Like Evie's father, they weren't excited for her. However, their reasoning was different. Her siblings thought that Evie and John had gotten engaged too soon.
"Are you still upset about your brother and sister's reaction?"
"A little bit." She admitted.
"I'm sorry, baby."
Evie shook her head and sighed. If her family wasn't happy with her decision to marry John, then so be it. She loved John with everything she had and she was happy. That was all that mattered to her and that's what should have mattered to her family.
"I'll worry about that later." She replied, then quickly smiled. "Besides, I think we have an impatient crowd waiting on us."
John looked away from her and smirked when he saw his brothers waiting on the porch. He laughed when he saw Matt holding a football.
"They can wait a minute."
"John-"
"No, let them wait." He said. "Before we go out there I want you to know that I love you and regardless of what happens I want to be with you. Like everything else, we'll put it in the past and move on. We will have a future together, I promise you that much."
"I'm sorry, honey." Evie sadly replied, knowing what he was talking about.
He only shook his head, lifting her chin up with his hand. "As long as its only me and you then there is no need to be sorry."
"I don't deserve you."
"No, it's me who doesn't deserve you." John quickly shushed her when he saw she was going to say something. "We'll talk about this later. Let's get inside before they start surrounding the car."
"Wait." Evie pulled him back. "I'm still nervous."
"Everything will be fine."
"How do you know?"
"I just know." He smirked. "Because I'm right I get sex every night for a week."
"Not happening. The last time we did that I couldn't walk straight for days."
John smiled and helped her out the car. Together they walked up to the front porch where his brothers were waiting.
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"It's been a while since you guys have come by." His father pointed out. "How are you two doing?"
John and Evie sat back in the couch, devious smiles on both their faces. His arms were wrapped around her shoulders and Evie's legs were crossed, one of her hands resting on John's leg. Evie smiled, biting on her lower lip, looking over at him. She wondered if now was the time to break the news to his family.
"I don't like the looks they're giving each other." Matt smirked, then joked. "I know what it is. Evie is pregnant. Poor girl, she's going to go crazy having a Cena baby."
"That's not it you idiot." John laughed. "We're a little ways off from that."
Evie looked down at the ground, trying to hold back some tears. The topic of having children was still a touchy one. With everything that's happened, she wasn't sure if she wanted to go on and have kids. She knew it was something that she and John had to decide on together.
"I know." Sean piped in. "She's come to her senses and she's leaving you."
"That's not it." Evie smiled.
"Well, then what is it?" Carol questioned, growing anxious. "Ever since you got here you guys have been so smiley and all over the place. We know that you two are up to something. I can tell by the glint in your eyes. The two of you are hiding something."
"Should we tell them, baby?" Evie turned her eyes up towards John.
He got up and outstretched his hand towards Evie. When her hand touched his, he pulled her up and started to lead her out of the room.
"John." She pulled on his arm to stop him from going any further. "Where are we going?"
"I wanted to show you something before we said anything." He whispered, seeing that his family was trying to listen to what they were saying. "We'll be back." He turned his eyes towards his family.
"John Felix Anthony Cena, you get back here right now." Carol called out to him. "Get your butt back here right now."
"We'll be back." John called again on their way out.
When they got outside he led her towards the end of the yard.
"You're taking me to the end of the backyard?" Evie inquired, confused. "Let's go back in the house and tell them. We left them in suspense."
"Let them wait ten minutes. Right now I want you alone."
"John, I think we can wait a little longer. You'll survive if we don't do it right now."
"Get your mind out of the gutter, baby." John led her to a toolshed.
Not saying anything, he pulled out the key and unlocked the door. Pushing it open, he moved aside so that she could go in first.
"What is this?" Evie asked, looking around the tiny shed.
A light shined, illuminating everything in the room. Off to corner was a beaten old black leather couch. In the center was an old wooden table, with a foot stool placed in front of it. To the other side of the room was metal shelf filled with various things such as a cards, poker chips, and tools.
"Something me and my brothers made when we were younger. When things started going bad between our parents, we would usually come in here to wind down from their latest fight."
"How come you didn't show me this last time?" Evie wondered, walking around the space.
"To be honest, I kind of forgot about it. It's been so long since anyone's been in here." He replied, hitting the couch, showcasing all the dust that had made itself comfortable over the years. "I just remembered it right now. Before we told them anything, I just wanted to come in here talk."
"Why not in the house?" Evie fell to the couch, not caring if it was dusty. She was wearing four inch heels and she didn't see the need to stand anymore.
"We kind of left them hanging there. I doubt we would have been able to be alone." John smirked, falling down next to her. "Believe me, I know my family. When they want to know something, they'll do everything in their power to find out. I wouldn't be surprised if they were waiting outside the door right now."
Evie laughed. "I love your family."
John wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Let me let you in on a secret."
"What's that?" She snuggled in him.
"They love you too."
"I could stay like this with you forever." Evie whispered, feeling herself falling even more in love with him. "Can we stay like this forever?"
A smile came across his face, showing his dimples. He pressed his lips to her temple, holding her closer to him. "We can stay like this forever. I want to."
Evie said nothing as she melted into his embrace. Ever since they had talked everything out a few weeks ago, she had felt closer to him. If possible, her love had grown for him even more. He had taken things and put them in the past.
"There was something I wanted to talk to you about."
"I believe that's the reason we came in here." She smiled.
"Remember how we talked about setting a date?" He refreshed her memory.
"Yes, I remember that day quite well." Evie smirked, shifting so that she was straddling him. "Very well."
He groaned, snaking his arms around her waist. His lips pressed to hers, the kiss getting intense the second their lips touched. John's hold tightened on her, while her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Evie." John groaned, pressing his forehead to hers. "Why do you do this to me?"
"Because I love you."
They stayed in silence, trying to regain their composure. Heart beats returned to normal and breathing became even. However, they still stayed in their current position, not bothering to move. They enjoyed the feel of each other.
"You said something about the wedding date?" Evie broke the silence.
"Should we set it right now?"
She nodded her head, smiling. Ever since he had mentioned the idea of setting a date, they had been trying to set one. With their work schedule, it seemed like they barely had time to catch their breath, let alone set a wedding date.
"How about next summer?" John asked, trying to think of when they would both have down time.
Evie shook her head no. With the way things were going at work, she needed to think of setting for sooner rather than later. They were starting to push her again and it was her hope that she would have the belt at the beginning of next year. Besides, she didn't want a summer wedding.
"Let's not do a summer wedding." Evie suggested.
"If you don't want a summer wedding, then what did you want?" John wondered. He had a feeling he knew what she wanted and he wanted more than anything to give that to her. It was their day and he wanted her to be happy. Whatever made her happy, made him happy.
"We have a little down time in December." She slowly said, unsure of how he would react. "Maybe we can do it then?"
John smiled at her how her voice lowered in a childlike tone. It was almost like she was afraid of suggesting such a thing. He had to chuckle to himself, thinking that she probably thought he would think a winter wedding was blasphemy.
"December it is. But, if you don't mind me asking, why in the winter?"
Evie smiled. "It's always been a dream of mine to have a winter wedding. Living in Clinton, we never had snow and I always dreamt of having a wedding in the snow. In my imagination, I always wanted to walk on snow, having it glitter on the tree branches. Just the idea of it seemed beautiful."
"There is a minor problem, baby." John hated to point it out. "We both live in Florida. It doesn't snow there either."
She felt her shoulders slump a bit, she hadn't thought about that. "That is a problem."
"Don't be sad." He laughed at her pout. "We can have a wedding where it snows. Actually, I'm glad you brought up having a winter wedding."
"Did you have little fantasies about it when you were a little boy?" She teased him, pinching his cheek.
"I could lie to you and say that it was that, but I won't. When I was kid the furthest thing from my mind was marriage." John admitted, rubbing circles on her back. "We're getting married and the possibility of a family could come up and I was thinking that if you wanted, we could move up here."
"What about our houses in Florida?" She asked, growing excited.
"We could keep both or we can sell one and keep the other. Whichever house we keep could be our vacation house. How does that sound?"
"I think it sounds good." Evie smiled widely. "I'll sell my house."
"You will?"
Evie nodded her head. When they got married, she knew that she would be moving into his house. Selling her place would be the logical thing to do.
"I was going to sell it anyway. There was no point in me keeping it around anyway." Evie shrugged, surprised he hadn't thought of it sooner.
"Since we're moving up here, we can have the wedding here." John suggested. "You'd get your winter wonderland wedding and you'd get to live in cold weather for once."
"I love you so much right now." She gushed. "Nobody would have ever done this for me."
"I'm doing it because I love you."
"Back to the wedding date, what day should we put aside?"
She thought about it for a moment, before pulling out her phone to check the calendar. Her eyes quickly scanned the device in her hands. She suddenly stopped and smiled when she thought she had the perfect date.
"The eighteenth of December." She smiled. "What do you think?"
"I think its perfect." John agreed. "Let's go and tell them before they really do start looking for us."
Evie laughed and got off him. When he was up, she grabbed his hand and together they started for the house. They were halfway there when Evie stopped them.
"We need to find a house soon, baby. The wedding is four months away."
"I've got that all under control." He winked in her direction. "Meanwhile, will we be able to plan a wedding in four months?"
"If we start right away, we'll be able to."
"What about your wedding dress?"
"Let me worry about that." Evie smiled. "I've got that all under control."
Leaving the conversation at that, they went inside. Just as they left them, John's family was in the living room, anxiously awaiting their return.
"Well?" John's father questioned.
"You think they've been in suspense long enough?" He smirked, looking down at Evie.
"I think they have."
"Tell us already!"
"We're engaged!" John smiled proudly.
The room went silent and for a second Evie began to panic. What if his family reacted the same hers did? She wouldn't be able to handle another negative reaction, especially from people who were to become her family.
"That's great!"
Everyone rushed over to the engaged couple offering their congratulations and inquiring about dates and where the wedding was going to be held.
"We've set the date for December 18." John smiled, holding her close. "We're going to get married here."
This got everyone even more excited. Soon questions about the details of the wedding were asked. Some suggestions were even thrown their way. While, Evie laughed at the ridiculous suggestions, John was quick to say no.
"She's going to get the wedding of her dreams."
"My son, the charmer." Carol gushed.
"Yeah, charmer my ass, mom." Steve joked. "Are you sure you want to get married to him?"
"I'm positive." She smiled.
"Extremely positive? Because once you marry him, not only are you stuck with John, you're stuck with all of us." Matt pointed out in a joking manner. "We're hard to get rid of."
"On second thought.." Her voice trailed off before she fell into laughter, with everyone following right behind her.
Later that night, the couple lay in bed, buzzing off of a high of excitement. The night went on long for them because of the little celebration they had. Before long, all the Cena brothers, with the exception of John, were passed out on the living room floor.
"When are we going to tell them that we're moving up here?"
"One thing at a time, baby." John smiled, running his fingers against her bare back. "We'll kill them with excitement."
"We'll take it one thing at a time then." She laughed lightly, snuggling into John. "I just want everything to be perfect."
"And it will be." He assured her, just before they fell asleep.
A/N: Going good?