so this is a cutesy chapter, really cheesy, but I hope you like it anyway. Please Review to tell me what you think!

Victor's POV

After driving for a bit, I pulled up by this small little café on the outskirts of the town. Rogue climbed off the back of the motor cycle which I was a little disappointed by because it felt good to have her all pressed up behind me. She smiled when she saw the café .

'Cute. So do you take all your girlfriends here?'

'Nope, just you…and sometimes my mum on mother's day.'

'See, that there is proof that Victor Benedict has a soft side.'

'Shh keep your voice down! You'll ruin my reputation!' I jokily whispered to her.

'What reputation?' She laughs

I roll my eyes at her 'take a seat here' I say pointing to a seat under a little white umbrella outside 'I'll get you a drink. Maybe a cake if you want one?'

'Strawberry milkshake please.' she beams up at me 'and chocolate cake.'

There was a young, attractive woman who was working behind the counter who gave me a flirtatious smile as I walked in.

'Could I have a strawberry milkshake, a coffee, a chocolate cake, and some cookies?' I smile politely

'Coming right up.' She fluttered her eyelashes 'you're part of the benedict family right?'

'Yeah, number 3' I say, not looking her in the eye because I don't want to lead her on.

'So what brings you to the café then, Mr Benedict?'

'I'm here with my girlfriend.' I say, the girl behind the till instantly drops the flirting act, realising that I'm not available. She finishes making the drinks without talking much anymore. Any other time I would have pulled out all the stops to get her number but since I've met Rogue, no one else can compare.

'This is delicious! They hardly had any chocolate in Afghanistan !' Rogue exclaimed tucking into her cake with her fingers, despite the fact that I brought her a fork to use.

'So you have a sweet tooth?'

'Oh you noticed'

'Hard to miss. Anyway, tell me about yourself, Rogue.'

'You already know me'

'Yeah, I know that you'd rather eat a toenail than lick someone's armpit, but that isn't really what I want to know?'

'So what do you want to know?' She asked biting her lip which was incredibly sexy. She could make even the most innocent things sound dirty.

'What's your favourite film?'

'The Godfather…two'

I nod 'Good choice.'

'Let me guess yours….James bond?'

She was right but I didn't want to tell her 'Maybe'

'It is.' She says decisively

'Favourite animal…wait….Giraffes?'

'Obviously' she says gesturing at her top. I try not to linger my eyes on her chest for too long.

'Mines a shark' Victor grins

'Okay, favourite type of music?' she ask

'Rock, probably. My favourite band is 'Muse.' What about you?'

'I dunno, I don't really have one. I just like anything I can dance to.'

After the end of our question round, Rogue and I knew a lot more about each other than we did after the plan journey. Miraculously, Rogue managed to eat the cake without getting chocolate around her mouth. Her fingers on the other hand were covered in chocolate since she didn't use a fork. Without really thinking things through, I picked up her hand and slowly licked the chocolate off it. Her eyes widen as I suck the chocolate off her fingers.

'Okay…I'm not sure whether this is sexy or gross, but I think I'm going to go for gross.'

'I don't care, you taste good.' I laugh

'What would you brothers say if I told them about this?' She gives me a wicked smile.

'Oh you wouldn't. You're not that mean.' I narrow my eyes at her.

'You sure about that.' She giggles mischievously

'How about if make it up to you. I'll take you to this really cool place, if you're real nice to me.'

Rogue's POV

Victor left his motorbike at the café because he says the cool place is in walking distance. Most of the walking is up hill. There were plenty of trees, grass and flowers around here and it was quiet too since there wasn't anyone else around. There wasn't actually a road where we were walking, just a few dirt tracks with motorbike tire marks which were presumably Victors.

After a while we reached flat ground which was a bit of a relief. There was a stone wall which was roughly 30cms wide, perfect for walking on. I grin and climb up on the wall and smile down at Victor.

'What are you doing?' Asked Victor, giving me a confused look.

'This is fun, come and join me?' I laugh

'No, I'm not five years old.'

'Come on Vic, it's fun!'

'No.'

'You know…your brothers told me you could be a little… intense …boring…serious…' I laugh

Vic frowned 'I can have fun' he declared.

'Prove it…' I smirk.

'How?'

'Dance with me.' I say, holding my hand out to Vic.

'What?! no! That's insane!' He objects.

'Well...I guess your brothers were right then' I sigh dramatically.

Vic hesitated and then took my hand and pulled himself up on the wall 'You're crazy, you know that, right?'

'Yeah…crazy for you' I wink at him.

'So what do I do now?'

'Dance with me' I say putting Vic's hands around my waist and my hands around his neck

'We don't have any music' he complained

'You don't need music to dance'

We danced for a while, Vic twirled me around, careful not to fall off the wall.

'You're right, this is kind of fun' He smiled

'Told ya..' I say smugly

'I hate it when you're right' he muttered

'Hey Vic' I say softly 'Remember on the plane when I wouldn't tell you who my first kiss was?'

'Yeah'

'It was because I've never kissed anyone before. I was too embarrassed to tell you' I say, looking down.

Vic puts his hand under my chin and pulls my lips up to his. He kisses me softly and tenderly, his tongue carefully caressing my mouth, his lips taste of chocolate and coffee, the best taste in the world. Vic slips his hand under the hem of my shirt to pull me closer to him; his hand is warm against my skin. My legs feel like jelly and if it wasn't for Vic's strong arm holding my up, I would have probably fallen off the wall.

'So where was this special place you were telling me about?' I ask quietly

'At the moment: right here, right now.' Vic whispered in my ear.