His smell was relaxing and exciting at the same time. Something she had never felt before. Poor Sharon never had much experience in the dating field; she was always so focused on her job or her family to give anything else any attention. But her aunt, bless her soul, passed away a little over a year ago. She actually got to visit her a few days before she passed. Her aunt said to her something that she would never forget. “I got to see my old friend… Steve Rogers, one last time.” Her aunt was so happy, rumor is she died with a smile on her face because she got to see the legendary Captain America, her first love and her own hero, one last time.

The screen flashed black as a transition and she caught a glimpse of Steve and her sitting on the couch before the scene returned to normal. Wait… Steve, Steve Rogers…. No, no it can’t be. Nahhhhhh…. Rogers is a common last name, and so is Steve for a first name. She couldn’t have gone on a date with the super solider and now sitting in her apartment watching a movie… much less having to look after him as a job. Yeah right. Why would Captain America need someone to watch over him; plus the chances of it being him was one million to one. Yeah right. “More like wizards; because what they do is real. You have to have it in your blood then you have to be trained how to use it properly.” Kind of like Captain America was born to be a hero and then was trained how to use his talent properly. The battle of New York City proved that. Her body shifted again; this time more of her back laid against his chest, her legs tucked underneath her. Her small hand rose up and rested gently on his forearm rubbing it softly; boy, this cuddling thing was nice!