Infatuated - (Fem Reader X Steve Rogers)

Chapter 7 - Date

I've never tried so hard for a date....but I am now. I got my nails done, Bought a short black designer dress with diamond straps. Made sure my makeup was perfect, curled my hair. I wanted to look perfect for Steve.

And for once in my life...I was nervous. I felt like I could throw up.

I look at my phone and grab my purse, turning off the lights to my house as I walk out the front. Waiting for me was Steve leaning against a nice Black Camaro. Steve was wearing black dress pants with a white dress shirt.

"Wow....you look....Beautiful." He looks me up and down.

"You look very nice." I smirk, Steve smiles and opens the door for me. I smile as he gets in and starts up the car. "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

"I've never really had a good surprise." I chuckle as we drive off.

"I'm excited for you to see my surprise." He smiles. After awhile of silence, he turns and looks at me. "You have a really beautiful home."

"Thank you." I nod, "like I said at the art gallery, I'm trying to find more art and sculpture's so if you know of any artists...let me know."

"Will do." He nods. "Alright, close your eyes."

"Really?"

"Yes. Close em." He chuckles. I stare at him for a moment before obeying. I feel the car stop and I can hear him get out of the car. My door opens and I shiver as his hand softly grabs mine and helps me out. He presses his chest against my back and leans down to my ear, "Trust me." I slowly nod as his hand stays in mine while his other rests on my back, guiding me forward. I was confused as I felt grass, Steve stops me and holds me against him. "Open."

I gasp as I open my eyes to see we were in a secluded little park with hanging lights all above us through the trees. There was a small fountain and a table for two set up. "Steve...you did all this for me?" I turn to look up at him.

"Of course I did." He smiles. "Do you like it?"

For once I felt my heart race at the sight of a man, I felt butterflies for the first time as he stares down at me lovingly. "I...I love it. So much. This is amazing."

"Let's sit." He guides me over and pulls my seat out for me. "Bucky told me you like pasta...I hope that's okay?"

"It's perfect....it's all perfect." I couldn't stop smiling as I looked around us. "Is this your secret spot?"

"It is...my house is just down that path." He points.

"You must bring all the ladies here." I chuckle as he pours me some wine.

"Your the first actually. I'm the only one who comes here. I like to work on my notes for a case or read. It's peaceful."

"I feel honored." I giggle.

Was I actually giggling at a man? Really?

"So Bucky mentioned that you both went to boarding school?" Steve asks as we start to eat.

"Yeah...my parents were killed when I was three. I was put there...then Bucky arrived when I was eight. Been best friends ever since."

"I'm so sorry to hear about your parents." He reaches across and grabs my hand.

I stare at his hand in shock....he cares? "How did you meet Bucky?"

"I was nine when I met him. He's a year older than me...he found two guys trying to fight me and helped me."