Chapter 1

"You know, there are better places to get yourself a coffee fix" Sophia said to the impressive blond man before her. She smiled as he looked up questioningly.

"I do believe that is coffee in your cup as well" he said cocking an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips as he eyed the brown haired girl behind him.

"True, but I'm a broke student. You, sir, are not." she replied, saving her document and checking the time before closing her computer. It was three in the afternoon. She had been here, working since 11 and it was time for a well deserved break. She stretched in her chair and sighed deeply. She had gotten lost in her work as usual and hadn't even known this much time had past since her last break.

"You know who I am?" he asked a little surprised. His hand instinctively went up to his fake beard and moustache. Sophia chuckled.

"That disguise won't fool too many people, Mr. Rogers" Sophia said softly and shrugged, before offering him another smile. She wondered just how many people had passed him in the streets and wondered why he was disguising himself so half heartedly. By his reaction as she spoke, at least nobody had asked him thus far.

"So, tell me. Why would a man of your means get crappy coffee?" she prodded as she took a sip from her own, now cold, coffee. She nearly spit it out. Grimacing, she put her cup down and pushed it away from herself.

"Nostalgia" Steve answered and turned his chair around to face the girl that still sat behind him.

"Right, Brooklyn born and bred." she remembered.

"What about you?" he wondered.

"Why am I here?"

"Born and bred?" he clarified with a smile.

"Oh, well, I'm an army brat. So I've lived all over the place really. Came here to study" Sophia explained as she pointed to the books that cluttered her table.

"What are you studying?" Steve stood up from her chair and picked up one of her books. 'The Elements of Style', he read.The title didn't really tell him much at all.

"Creative writing. I'm Sophia by the way" Sophia extended her hand for him to shake, hoping her forward attitude had not scared him off. He was a hundred years old after all.

"Steve, nice to meet you!" he shook her hand and sat down at her table. After a few questions about her major, the conversation flowed quite naturally towards all area's of life. The sun hung low that afternoon, basking him a beautiful yellow/orange light that made his gorgeous face look angelic. His blue eyes looked at her piercingly as they spoke and she felt like she could drown in them. When she first noticed him, she had been afraid to speak to him. Smooth was not something people thought of when they thought of her.

When they were asked to leave the cafe, Sophia looked at Steve, eyes wide with surprise. She found he mirrored her look.

"It's five already?!" Sophia exclaimed shocked and Steve chuckled.

"Time flies" he said looking around the place to find that they had been the only ones left. Sophia quickly collected her things from the booth she had been sitting in all day as she wondered just how she could continue this conversation as long as she could.

"When you're having fun," she finished the sentence as they both got up and walked to the exit, "Which I had. It was really nice to meet you" Sophia added and extended her hand to him when they stood outside of the shop.

It really was time to go home, but she was sad to see the afternoon ending. She'd had fun getting to know Steve. A man she never thought would even look her way, let alone spend hours talking to her. She smoothed out her skirt and closed the zipper of her jacket as the breeze outside made her shiver.

"Me too" he said and shook her hand, not knowing what to say now. He too didn't want the conversation to end, but words evaded him.

Eventually Sophia nodded and turned around, beginning to walk away. Steve watched her retreating form. It had been a while since conversation had flowed so seamlessly. Who was he kidding, that really didn't happen to him. He was intrigued. He saw Sophia rounding a corner and made a decision, quickly jogging after her.

"Wait!" he called out as he rounded the corner and saw her a few metres in front of him, waiting for a red light at the crossing. She turned around, a little surprised to see him coming after her.

"Did I forget something?" she wondered and he smiled at her.

"You forgot to give me your number." he said, trying to be smooth. He wondered it his red cheeks ruined that a little. He felt nervous, he rarely was this straightforward.

"I did, silly me" she smiled and accepted his phone as he handed it to her. She quickly entered her number, while the light changed from red, to green, to red again. Not that she even noticed. Sophia was giddy. Elated that he took the time to get her number. Perhaps he had enjoyed their afternoon as much as she had.

"So, can I expect a call?" she wondered out loud, as she handed his phone back.

"Count on it" he said with a grin and she smiled brightly as she pressed the button for the traffic light again.

"I'll be waiting" she said and saw the light turn green again. Steve walked with her as she crossed the street.

"Can I ask you out?" he wanted to know. Even though the question was less than smooth.

"I don't know, can you?" Sophia silently screamed at herself. Why did she make this harder for him? If her incessant need for sarcasm cost her a date with Captain America, she would never forgive herself.

"Would you say yes?" He sounded hesitant now and Sophia made a mental note to keep her sarcasm to a minimum from now on.

"I would" she smiled and Steve felt his confidence return.

"How about this weekend?" He inquire hopefully.

"I'd like that" Sophia smiled again. She tried to remain outwardly calm, while she was getting really excited. They quickly made plans for that Saturday to meet at a diner nearby Sophia's place of work, before they went their separate ways.

Sophia could not believe her luck. As she was walking home from their meeting, she felt incredibly light on her feet. The drizzle that had begun shortly after they said their goodbye, had not hindered her at all and she took her time walking home, dancing in the rain.

By the time she arrived at the small apartment she shared with two other girls, she was soaked and cold. Quickly she walked over to the bathroom and discarded her wet clothes and put on some sweats she had laying around in there. She dried her hair a little and then dropped down on the couch in the living room. Her room mates were already in there, watching TV and initially didn't look up when she joined them. When she remained silent however, they looked up to see her smiling face staring off into space.

The volume of the TV was turned down and both girls, Janet and Zoe, turned to Sophia. Silently waiting for her to snap out of it. After a short while Janet became impatient and waved her hand in Sophia's line of sight. Sophia shook her head a little and looked at her friends eager faces.

"Studying huh?" Zoe teased, "Never gave me such a happy glow".

"I don't know, perhaps it was just really satisfying" Janet added and chuckled before adding, "What if she wrote herself a naughty little story?"

Sophia smiled at her friends and just shrugged, not really wanted to give them all the information. She wanted to revel in it a little longer. Her friends did not accept that as an answer though.

"What's his name?" Zoe pressed with a smile and raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow when Sophia just looked at her.

"I really don't know what you're talking about" she tried to sound innocent, but she could not keep a smile from forming on her lips again.

"His name is Steve" she simply said, not giving any more clues about his identity, these girls would freak out if they knew. They would be happy for her, surely, and they would share the news with everyone they ran into. Sophia was certain that that was not something she wanted.

"Okay Steve. Solid name, nothing weird" Janet stated nodding a little.

"He is a few years older. Tall, blond and really handsome" Sophia gushed and Zoe en Janet were hanging on her every word. They were curious who could have made their friend smile like this. Sophia was very social and outgoing, but she rarely liked someone. In fact, other then the occasional date that they had set up for her, they could not remember the last time she went out with someone that made her smile like this.

"Naturally" Janet laughed and Sophia ignored the jab. Janet always said that Sophia just radiated something that pulled in all the good looking men. And women for that matter. People flocked to Sophia. She was kind and happy and bubbly. She was radiant. And according to her friends the best part of that radiance was, that Sophia didn't care about it. She was just who she was. Unembellished.

"And we just talked for hours and it just...never got awkward or anything." Sophia explained.

"So will you see him again?" Zoe wanted to know now.

"This Saturday he is taking me out to dinner after work." Sophia told them and the girls squealed a bit. Sophia chuckled. She knew they would share her happiness.

"Do you know what you're going to wear?" Zoe asked and Sophia's eyes got wide. She had not thought that far ahead yet. Did she even have anything suitable in her closet? Mostly she wore jeans and a t-shirt. Or sweats, as soon as she got home. Not really dating attire.

"Don't worry, between our combined closets I am sure we'll find something" Zoe said, pulling Sophia off the couch and walking towards Sophia's room. It was time to prepare for the date. She only had two days to go.

A/N: I really hope you'll like it. This one was posted on Tumblr already, but I am revising it a little. This story will have 5 chapters and I am currently working on a sequel, although it is far from done.