He curled around me, and the warmness at the spot where his legs and his abdomen meet instantly heat my entire body. We always sit this way. "What do you wanna do Kat?" He asked, looking down into my grey eyes.

"I don't know. We could go get a burger, catch a movie, go bowling, take a hike. You're choice." I say softly.

"We could get a burger then take a hike." Peeta suggests. I shrug, and he hops up to get his keys. Picking up the keys from his dresser, he held his hand to me; gratefully I took it. "After you." He says, holding his hand out in front of him.

I cross the room to the door. "That sounds perfect."

We bound down the stairs to the front door. Peeta holds the door ajar for me as I step out into the Saturday afternoon light. "So Kat, I was thinking," He says as we step from the house and onto the hot cement. "People obviously think we're together so why don't we make everyone think we are…you know…together?"

"Sure, sounds cool to me." I shrug and duck my head as I climb into the front seat of Peeta's pickup. It's painted a rusty shade of red. The paint's chipping but either way it's a good car. In the front, there is a bench seat with three seats for people, the two windows—driver and passenger seats—and the middle.

Peeta climbs in behind the wheel and puts his seatbelt on. Then he starts the car. The old engine clunks a bit as it turns over but everything works just fine. He puts in in reverse, backs out of the driveway, and we are on our way.

It takes about five minutes to get onto the freeway. From there it takes close to two or three minutes to get to the closest Burger King. Peeta safely pulls the truck into the Drive-Thru and we begin to choose our orders.

"Welcome to Burger King, how may I help you?"

"I'd like two double cheeseburgers, bacon on one and extra cheese, no tomatoes on the other, a large fry and one large Root Beer." Peeta says, leaning out of the window.

There is a pause. "Alright, $4.13 at the first window please."

Peeta digs in the ashtray for some extra change as he pulls three bucks out of his pocket. Leaning out of the truck window, he dumps the cash into the lady's hand. Then we pull forward to the next window. He grabs the bag, hands it to me, and places the drink in the cup holder. We drive off to the base of the mountain.

Peeta climbs out of the car just after he puts it in park. He runs around to open the door for me. I roll my eyes. "Hey," He says. "We gotta make this believable."

"Fine whatever." I say, starting to scale the mountain.

Peeta catches up with me and hands me my burger; double stack with extra cheese and bacon. As I sink my teeth into it, flavorful juices flood my mouth. Burger King sure knows how to make a cheese burger.

For a while, we walk in silence. "So Kat, if we're gonna convince people that I'm your boyfriend, we're going to have to learn how to kiss without it being awkward…"

"What are you getting at? Do you wanna kiss me?" I ask.

"Well I just thought that maybe it'd be more believable if we kissed."

"Just shut up and kiss me you fool." I cut him short. He closes the gap between us and presses his lips to mine.

His lips open a bit as the kiss deepens. I let my tongue out and I timidly lick his lips at first. Peeta seems to urge me on when his slowly slides his tongue into my mouth. Suddenly, his lips leave my lips and trail up my chin to my ear. "Katniss, I think I love you."

"Mhmm, I think I love you too." I whisper.

He chuckles a bit and continues his trail of kisses. Down to my chin, then onto my neck. His mouth opens; he begins to softly bite the flesh below my chin. Then he trails kisses back up to my mouth. That's where the real battle begins. Tongue against tongue, we kiss each other until our hearts are racing and our breath is ragged.

"That was wonderful." Peeta says breathlessly. I nod and pull his face towards mine again, hunger for more.

This time, I nibble softly on his ear as he sucks the flesh on my neck, close to the collarbone. Peeta trails kisses down to where my shirt begins and back up to my mouth. Our battle of tongues resumes.

Slowly I pull away, breathless. "Alright, let's finish our hike."

Peeta shrugs and stands up. "So, that wasn't awkward or anything?"

"Are you kidding? That was amazing! I can make out with my best friend and it's not even awkward."

"Good to know." Peeta says simply. We finish our hike to the peak of the mountain in silence.

I stand on the top of the peak. "Now come here." I say, pulling him to me and pressing my lips urgently onto his.

As Peeta opens his mouth and lets his tongue out, he pulls me to the ground with him, me on top of him. He takes my shirt off, revealing the tank top beneath it. I've long since out grown it so it rides up to just below my bra. As revenge, I rip off his shirt to reveal the toned muscles of his abdomen. My hands trail to his waist, taking in every inch of the toned muscle above his hips. His hands trail around my stomach to just above my butt. My emotions take control from this point forward.

I side glance at Peeta. When did we become unclothed? It doesn't matter anyway. Scrambling to my feet, I pick my clothes up and race to put them on. "Peeta, we need to go. My mom's probably wondering where we are."

"Okay." He says, getting to his feet and putting his pants on. We walk down the hill, hand in hand, at a brisk pace and reach Peeta's car within minutes. The car ride home is silent. "So…was that your…first?"

"Yeah, and you?"

"Yeah." Peeta says, turning a soft shade of pink.

I take his hand. "Hey, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Just because over half our school has done it over ten times doesn't mean that we have to."

"So it was a onetime thing?" He asks.

"Maybe, maybe not. It's up for debate." I say, very coy.

"Okay." He says, turning into his driveway. "Do you wanna watch a movie in my room?"

"Sure."

And, as if nothing happened, we head upstairs.