It's not what it seems

9

The next day was the fourth of July, a.k.a. Steven Grant Rogers's birthday. "Good morning Rogers!" "Huh?" "I know you don't want me to say this but-." "Don't." "Happy birthday." He sighed, "I said 'Don't." "And I ignored that. So, yesterday we did what I wanted to do, today we'll do what you want to do." "I have no idea, unless for the fact that I'm taking you out for dinner tonight." "Taking me out for dinner? Steve, are you taking me on a date?" "Maybe kind of." "Maybe kind of?" "Oh shush." "You're going red." "Can you stop?" "No, it looks cute." He went even redder. "Awww." He looked down kinda awkward and mumbled something about watching a movie. "Sure," I said and I turned on the television. "So, what movie you want to watch today Soldier?" "Can you please just call me Steve for one day?" I rolled my eyes, smiling and sighed, "Fine. Steve, what movie do you want to watch?" "How about that popular stuff about a ring I once heard of?" "Lord of the Rings?" "Yes, that." "Then we should start with the Hobbit actually, if you'd want to make a marathon out of it." "Yeah, that sounds like fun, move marathon." "You do know there are six movies, right?" "Six?" "Yes, six." "Well, we better get started then, and if we don't finish before our dinner we'll just continue to watch after." "Sounds right to me."

So we watched the first four movies, we started quite early, then, around eight o'clock Steve took me to a restaurant, all fancy dressed and stuff. We ate, we talked, we laughed, we drank, wine, and by the time we came back at the hotel we didn't really think about the movies anymore. We thought more about... other stuff. By the time we reached the hotel room we were pretty much glued to each other.

The next morning, I woke up to our clothes spread across the floor of the hotel room and Steve laying next to me barely covered by the bedsheets. I rolled over on my belly and stroked his cheekbone with my fingers. I thought about last night, which brought a smile to my lips. I won't bore you with the details. Furthermore, I just waited there for Steve to wake up, which he eventually did. "Good morning," he said with a smile. "Hey," I replied. He took my hand and kissed it, "Enjoyed last night." "Which part of it?" "Hmmm, the last part." "Yeah, I did. Never expected anything like that from you." "Oh really?" "Yeah, being the old-school ninety-nine-year-old man you are." "Oh well, it's the twenty-first century know, I might as well act like I belong to it." "I like your way of thinking." "Oh do you now?" "Sure do. How about we finish that movie marathon we started yesterday?" "How about we finish something else?" "Oh, you weren't done before we fell asleep?" "Absolutely not." "Well, if you insist." He smiled, then he pushed me, back down, flat on the mattress and then... uh yeah, let's just skip that, for the underage kids who might read this once.

After all that happened we returned to the Middle-Earth marathon. Steve really liked it. "I have to admit, the twenty-first century is better than I expected." "Why? Because of the CGI effects?" "No, because coloured television and the amazing movie make-up." I sighed, "Oh Steve" "Hmmm, you sound sexy when you sigh." "Oh shush, so, any other reasons why the twenty-first century is great?" "Hmmm, good food, good healthcare in most countries, the music is okay." "that sounds more like it yes." "Good women." "Oh really? Got an example?" "Uh yeah, she's red-headed and she's sitting next to me." "Thanks." "You're welcome." "Soooo... what's gonna happen when we get home now huh?" "I really don't know." "Why not?" "Well, it depends on some things." "Like?" "Well... what you feel for me for example." "Huh... and how about what you feel for me?" "Well, I'm quite sure about that." "And that is?" "More than I felt for Sharon." "Which means?" "I love you Nat." Those words made me shiver. "Do you love me too?" "I do," I said. Then we kissed, long and deep.

The next few days passed in a blur, we explored the country a bid. Went to the beach a few more times, and even had some more "fun nights". But of course we had to go home eventually. We didn't really want to, because, the Netherlands can be quite fun once you get used to it. The cheese is really great, and not as much drugs as I expected. We had visited several Dutch cities, Rotterdam, Utrecht, where there was some Harry Potter thing going on, some kind of exhibition, Den-Haag, Den-Bosch, Eindhoven and Arnhem. It was great to spend some weeks with Steve alone. But, like I already said, we had to go back. So, two weeks later we departed for America once again.