Skye's Story

Chapter 4

Skye's Story: Chapter 4

While we were walking to the restaurant i kept catching Steve looking over at me and when i looked at him he blushed. "What?" I couldn't help but blush myself as i asked him.

"Nothing... Nothing.." He looked away from me quickly and stared at the floor.

I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled, "tell me."

Steve shook his head, "its too embarrassing." I looked at him with my puppy dog face; i looked at him with big eyes, i batted my eyelashes and frowned over exaggeratedly. "Okay fine..." He gave in easily and i smiled, "...You're just so beautiful.." He blushed and looked embarrassed about what my reaction would be. I blushed slightly and bit my bottom lip then smiled.

"Thank you..." I bit my lip again and looked up at him and caught him smiling. "So where are we going?"

"See that tall building in front of us?" I nodded -feeling like someone was watching me but i ignored the feeling, "thats it!" He smiled at me and i stopped in my path. "Are you okay?"

I looked at him in shock, after i looked at the tall and expensive looking building. "Thats going to cost a small fortune..." I was in awe looking at the towering skyscraper. I'd never been to a place like this before, the closest to being in a posh place like this was when I met up with Mike Peterson or I suppose you could say being on the bus would count since it was so high tech.

"Im paying by the way," he smiled and walked towards the restaurant.

I followed him, quickly catching up with him. "I cant let you pay!" I felt like someone was watching me closely again but when I turned around i couldn't see anyone suspicious.

He looked over at me but chuckled, "your not spending a cent..." He opened the door and i walked in blushing.

"Thank you." I felt really guilty about him paying but then it was like a lightbulb had switched on in my brain; i had a plan. My brain worked pretty fast being since being a hacker you had to work fast.

Once we had gotten inside Steve motioned for a waiter and asked for a table. We followed a tall man with long blond hair accompanied with a blonde moustache and beard, to a table of two. "Sorry," i shyly looked at the waiter. "Would you mind if we could have a booth at the back of the room..." There was something about booths that I enjoyed so much, the fact that it's comfortable. The sense of security and protection from the outside world; I'm not exposed.

The waiter smiled and nodded, "of course you can, i will let you take your pick." he spoke with a strong accent and smiled once more before he left.

"Sorry if i am being a awkward or pain..." I turned to face Steve who was heading towards the back but he spun around.

He smiled at me, "you're not being awkward nor a pain!" He reassured me, "its fine honey." He quickly covered his mouth after saying that and his cheeks flushed scarlet.

I giggled slightly but smiled at him and the super solider walked awkwardly to the booth his hand open so i slipped mine into his. He took hold of it and i caught a glimmer in his eye and a wide smile on his face. Steve squeezed my hand slightly and slid into one side of the booth, still holding my hand, so i slid in next to him. I smiled at him and the smile he was sporting. I rubbed the back of my neck as i got a tingling sensation down it and my spine but i shook my head; ignoring it.

I definitely did not in a million years think that anything like this would be remotely possible. I mean, i was at a fancy restaurant sat next to none other than Captain America; and we were holding hands!

The waiter with the blond hair came over to our booth to present us with some menus and he took our drink orders. As he left i caught a glimpse of his face properly and i had to do a double take; he looked too much like... No.