Hello Captain (Steve Rogers)

Catching Up

Sarah's POV

I stopped at the locker room to change and grab my duffle bag. Thank goodness Shield did my work laundry for me. My catsuits required a special kind of cleaning that I was more than happy enough to leave for the staff to do. A clean one would magically be hung up on my locker in the morning.

The ride home was quick. Steve was surprisingly aggressive when riding his bike. I stopped by Mr. Jones's apartment to tell him about my broken AC since I had forgotten earlier. He assured me he would get it taken care of first thing tomorrow morning.

We went upstairs and went to our own apartments. I had told Steve earlier that he could come over after I took a shower, and since it was so late, Steve had told me he was going to order in Chinese for us.

I fiddled with the AC and let it kick in while I showered.  After changing into shorts and a tank top, I piled up my laundry. Tomorrow I was going to have to run a load so I wouldn't have to try to do it this weekend. While I was waiting for Steve, I put on the first Harry Potter to listen to as I tidied up a bit and packed my bag for tomorrow, making sure to include all the stuff I wanted to remember to keep in my locker. I heard a knock on my door and went to let Steve in with supper.

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Steve's POV

Sarah took the plastic bag from me and set it on the coffee table before reaching up and winding her arms around my neck.

"Hi," I grinned, leaning down to kiss her, pulling her closer. I breathed in her clean, lightly floral smell, letting myself relax now that we were alone.

"Hi. I like this kind of greeting," she said, resting her head on my chest.

I chuckled and in one swift move suddenly scooped her up in my arms and walked over to the couch. I sat down, still holding her tightly in my arms. "I've wanted to do that all day. You don't know how hard it was for me to be near you and not be able to touch you." I buried my face in her long loose hair and I could feel her warm breath on my neck.

"Yeah, I do cuz it was just as hard for me to keep my hands off you. You looked really hot in your training clothes."

"Thanks for warning me about your suit, by the way," I groaned, unable to get the picture out of my mind.

"Didn't think it would have that kind of effect on you. Didn't bother anyone else."

"That's because you kicked their butts."

"So you like my catsuit?" she teased.

My lips captured hers and deepened the kiss. "You know I did," I rasped, my hands tangling in her hair as I pulled her close. I lost track of time until my stomach growled loudly.

Sarah sighed, pushed herself off of my lap, and took the still warm takeout out of the bag. It smelled great and I was starving. She went into the kitchen, coming back with plates and forks, handing them to me to plate us up while she went to get us something to drink.

"So you riding with me tomorrow? Weatherman says it's supposed to rain pretty much all day."

"Sure. It sucks to ride my bike in the rain. I get wetter from the traffic than the rain."

"Same time as today? Or do you want to spar before we have to go to meetings?"

"A workout would be great, but I don't think I would feel comfortable fighting you."

"Don't you work out with Natasha? Just treat me the same way you would her."

"I'll think about it. I can't promise more than that," I hedged.