"I'll have a glass of moscato." I smiled up at the waitress.
"Very nice. And for you sir?" She turned to Chris.
"What beer do you have on tap?" He rubbed his hands together.
She ticked off the list of beers on her fingers.
"I'll take a Sam Adams." He decided.
"One glass of moscato and one Sam Adams. I'll be back in a moment."
"It's very cozy here." I looked around at the restaurant. I loved how quiet it was.
"There's nothing like being home. It's very peaceful." He nodded as if he had read my mind.
"I agree. Guess it's much different in Los Angeles." I fiddled with the table cloth pulling on a small loose thread.

"Night and day."
"Still a little weird you're such a big star."
"I've come a long way since doing plays in high school." He laughed.
"I remember your plays in high school. You did good!"
"Oh you do not!"
"Yeah I do!" I insisted.
"I remember going to see Scott in his high school performance of Chicago." Chris gave me a look.
"Oh no. Did you go see that?" My face started to flush red.
"Yes I did. And who played Velma Kelly.....oh that was you!!!"

"Stop it!" I hung my head embarrassed.

"No I remember you were fantastic!"

"And Scott was Billy Flynn!" I laughed. "Let's talk about you in high school." I arched an eyebrow.

"Hey now. Say what you will. I was a super well-rounded guy. Played some sports. Did some plays. Speaking of why weren't you in any plays while I was still there?"

"I was too busy cheerleading." The waitress returned with our drinks and I thanked her before continuing, "I tried out for the school play my senior year because I wanted more extra circular activities for my college apps."

"And with your first audition you land one of the leading roles." Chris took a long sip of beer.

I shrugged. "What can I say? I'm talented."

Chris laughed.

"This is really nice being out with you." I said suddenly. "We've never really talked like this."

"That's cause our lips are too busy doing other stuff." He grinned wickedly at me. I ducked my head praying I wouldn't turn beet red.

"You're blushing!!! I think you kind of like me Breelan Lockwood." He grinned.

"You're ok." I shrugged again.

"I think I'm more than ok. I think you really dig me."

"Well maybe until you said that." I laughed. "But let's get back to you in high school. I remember going to a certain prom after party."

Chris hung his head. "Really? Really, Bree you want to bring up the night I got dumped at my senior prom?"

"You were killing it at that after party though. Shots and beer and more shots." I giggled.

"Why was a lowly sophomore at such an epic party?"

"My boyfriend was a senior."

"That's right!!! Captain of the cheerleading squad dating captain of the football team!"

"Co-captain of the cheerleading squad." I corrected. "And Matt wasn't the captain of the football team." I took a sip of wine. "You've been in Hollywood to long."

"Apparently." He grinned.

After dinner we took a quick walk around the grounds of the restaurant, even though we really weren't supposed to. I hadn't been there since a 6th grade field trip so it was kind of cool to go back, although walking hand and hand with Chris was the biggest perk. He got me back home by 9:00 and walked me to my door step.

"Are you going to come in?" I asked as I unlocked my front door.

"No."

I turned to look at him a little surprised.

"I mean I want to. I really, really want to." He smiled, "But I want to do this right. And I wouldn't come in on the first date under most circumstances."

"Most?" I raised an eyebrow.

He just gave me a lopsided grin. "So this is good night."

"Ok."I agreed.

"I'm still getting that kiss though." He hopped up on the step so he was directly in front of me. Taking his hand he slowly cupped my cheek, looking me in the eyes before slipping his hand  into my hair and drawing me towards him where his lips softly brushed across mine sending shivers down my spine. "Good night Breelan." He said in a flirty sing-songy way."Good night." I whispered as I watched him make his way back to his car. He gave me a small wave and drove off into the sticky summer night.

I woke up before my alarm the next morning. I felt like I was literally buzzing with happiness. I was certain my feet wouldn't touch the floor when I got up, that I would just float across the floor I was so stupid happy. My date the night before had caused me to have had a hard time sleeping. What was happening? I was dating Captain America. I mean I guess we were dating, right? I've been on my fair share of dates. Some fantastic, some a complete nightmare. Nothing had come close to topping the one I had with Chris. Somehow I managed to pull an outfit together and get out the door. My brain was certainly not functioning properly. I kept replaying our date over and over in my mind with a perm-a-smile stuck on my face.

I pulled into the parking lot of the attorney's office where I work, pausing to check my reflection in my car window before going inside. My hair was piled on top of my head in a messy bun. The blank pencil skirt I had chosen was a little wrinkled from my car ride and I had forgotten the top 2 buttons of the white sleeveless blouse I had on never stayed secured, which meant I would be flashing more cleavage then I intended to today. Oh well I shrugged to myself. Nothing could dampen my mood.
"Well aren't you chipper this morning?" The office secretary, Cassie, leaned over the top of the counter her desk was behind with a curious grin.
"Maybe a little." I opened my mouth beaming uncontrollably.
"Wait is that what you're wearing today?" She cringed.
"Yeah. I mean I know the buttons are jacked." I fussed with the buttons trying to cover my chest as best I could.
"You have to go to court today, remember you're suppose to assist with that litigation." She reminded me.
"Oh my gosh. That's today!" I slapped myself in the forehead.
"In about 45 minutes."
"I can't wear this."
"Here." Cassie opened her drawer and dug around before pulling out a safety pin. "Use this."
"Thank you!" I graciously accepted it. "Maybe I have a sweater." I muttered to myself as I walked in my office.
I found a sweater laying on the extra chair in my office and slid it onto my shoulders. That would have to do.
Court was long and I was starving. We didn't get out until 1:00 and I stopped for a quick salad before returning back from work.
Cassie smiled at me suspiciously as I walked in.
"What's that look for?" I eyed her.
She shrugged innocently and I pushed open the door to my office.
"You've got to be kidding me." I stopped in the doorway. On my desk sat one of the biggest, most beautiful bouquets of flowers I think I had ever seen. Stargazer lilies, roses, lisianthus, and at least 2 other flowers I'm not even sure what they were. Next to the vase of flowers was the cutest brown teddy bear holding a card.
I wasted no time opening it.

Can't stop thinking about you. Xoxo

"Cassie!" I called before racing back out to her desk. "Did someone drop these off? Or was it delivery?"
"Someone dropped them off. But he swore me to secrecy. And I can't break a promise to someone of his.....virtue." She said carefully.
Oh virtue cause he's Captain America of course. I rolled my eyes.

I walked back into my office and shut the door with my foot. Grabbing my phone I quickly called Chris and waited for him to answer.

"You stopped by my office, huh?" I skipped over the hello's.

"Maybe."

"Well if you didn't someone left me the most beautiful flowers."

"Really? Do I have to kick some ass?"

I laughed. "Seriously I love them. And the teddy bear? Adorable."

"Was that over the top? I thought it might be."

"No." I said softly sitting down in my chair. "I've never been given flowers or a teddy bear before."

"No boyfriend has ever sent you flowers?" Chris asked. "What kind of guys are you dating?"

"The wrong ones apparently." I laughed.

"Well we'll just have to see if I can change that."

"Ok." I said biting my lip as my insides turned to mush.

"Can I see you tonight?" His voice got a little deeper, a little huskier. So very sexy.

"Absolutely." And I started counting down the minutes till 5:00.