[i]The longest conversation he’s had with a woman. He must be modest… or if he’s honest, that’s even more adorable.[/i] Sharon’s mind was wondering as she climbed onto the back of the bike and held onto him as they went through the streets. Her arms wrapped around his waist she kept her attention on anything but him; his muscles flexing, probably because riding with an inexperienced ride was making him nervous but it wasn’t helping that he was flexing. She could feel the indent of his six pack abs and strong chest as her hands moved when she adjusted herself on the seat and sat upright a bit more. God he was hot. 

It had been a long time since she had been in New York City, she lived in Jersey before S.H.I.E.L.D. moved her across the hall from Steve. Why again did this guy need looking after? He seems well enough to look after himself. But that was the last thing on her mind, she was too taking back by how big New York had become and just how well rebuilt the city had become thanks to the hard work of the construction people after the battle. Oh that… that was not a pretty battle. 

The trip was too short for her liking, the feeling of being on the back of the bike felt freeing… but it also could have been the fact that she had an excuse to lean herself against a hot guy, that’s a great excuse right? Undoing the strap from around her chin, she pulled the helmet off of her head and shook it slightly. Her blue gaze turned up to Steve as they twinkled with excitement. “It was amazing! I can’t believe that I’ve never done it before! Thank you for being my first.” She said with a cheeky grin as she reached out, taking his hand and starting to stand. “My legs on the other hand, don’t quite know what to think at the moment.” She spoke as she lifted her leg to step over the bike and as if on cue her legs wobbled and she felt forward directly into Steve with a thump. Granted she wasn’t very heavy but he didn’t even stumble. Her legs were obviously shaking from the left over vibration from the bike and… well a little bit of nerves that kicked in from falling onto him. Face flushing instantly red at her impact she looked up at him with those innocent blue eyes. “I’m so sorry, my legs gave way.” It was too obviously that her legs were shaking in her jeans that she wasn’t lying but she did attempt to stand upright again only to feel herself ready to fall once more. She should probably sit on a non-moving surface for a little while. “Where you use wobbly or am I just weird?”