Chapter 7-
When his lips touched hers, Emerson pulled him closer to her body. Steve put his weight up against the front door, by resting his hand against the door as Emerson's body blended into his. Having never kissed anyone the way Steve was kissing Emerson now, he had no clue what to do next. The super soldier decided pushing her against the door was the best move. And it was when Emerson moaned into the kiss. Pulling away from her lips he slowly began to kiss her neck. Hearing her moan again in his ear, he continued to kiss her neck moving down to where the shoulder and neck met.
Leaning her head to the side. Emerson whispered huskily, "Steve do you want to go to the bedroom? It'll be a lot more comfortable."
Without saying anything, Steve picked her up bridal style. Emerson began to kiss his own neck seeing if she could find any trigger spot. And as Steve walked into the bedroom, Emerson found one right right behind his ear. Laughing as Steve dropped her on the bed, she watched him climb up next to her.
"I have never done anything like this before." Steve said as Emerson slipped her hand up his shirt.
Nodding her head. "We don't have to go any further if you are not comfortable. Or we can create a safe word."
"A safe word?" Steve asked looking at Emerson with confused eyes.
Smiling softly at his innocence. "Its something people use when they are doing, uh, sexual acts and when one of them gets uncomfortable they use the safe word."
"So something like, Yankees?"
"Yes Yankees can be our safe word." Emerson said trying to hold in a laugh. "Very New York of you."
"I watched a game today." Steve said pulling her closer to him. "Now be quiet so I can kiss you."
Nodding her head, she captured his lips with hers. Groaning when he pulled away from her. "Whats wrong?"
"I can't, I can't, do this." Steve said sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing Emerson. "I'm sorry."
"Its okay." Kneeling behind him, she wrapped her arms around his torso. "We will take this as slow as you want. This is a huge step and we have only been on one date. I will wait till our wedding night if I have to."
Grabbing her hand, he brought it up and kissed it softly. "Thank you."
"Your welcome." Emerson said. "Theres a pair of men's pajama pants I bought in the bottom drawer of my dresser."
Nodding his head, he stood up. Turning back towards Emerson. "Seriously thank you for being so understanding. Its just, you are the third women I have ever kissed and it's been 70 years since the last time I did kiss a women. And that was the women I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with."
"But then you crashed the plane." Emerson said softly as she watched Steve change into a pair of pajama pants.
"Then I crashed the plane and woke up in a different world." Steve said climbing back into bed with her. "I just haven't gotten used to it yet. You have been an amazing help. Getting me actually out into the world, making me fall for you." Running his fingers threw his own hair, letting out a frustrating sigh. "But part of me still feels out of time, I shouldn't be here. I am technically 90 years old. I should be in a nursing home talking with old war buddies about the good ole' days. Waiting for grandkids and great grandkids to come visit me."
"You need closure." Emerson said as she reached over and began to rub his back. "You need to open up those boxes and you need to talk about your past life. Any memory that comes to your head when you pick up an item that was important to you then."
"You're right, I do need to talk more about my past. I just don't know where to start." Steve said glancing over at Emerson.
Smiling softly, happy that he agreed with her. "Take your time. No pressure, if you don't want to say anything right now that is fine."
It took Steve a few minutes to get all his words together. Emerson continued to rub his back, not saying anything to make sure he didn't change his mind. Just when she was about to say something, Steve began to talk. "She was the first women to look beyond the illness, and my shortness. She saw the man I could become, that I wanted to be. I fell in love with her during our time together. She was a strong independent women, during a time when women were not taking seriously. She pushed down so many doors to get where she was, an agent to help end World War II. If she wanted to do what she did then, now, she would be conquering the world right now." Staring straight at the wall, trying to keep his composure. "She shot a gun at me once. All because another dame kissed me. Thats when I discovered that she liked me, well after Stark and Buck told me."
Looking over at him with a confusion in her eyes. "Did she hurt you?"
"No she didn't." Steve said letting out a soft chuckle. "She was testing out the shield, while I was holding it."
"Well I would be pretty pissed too, if I saw you kissing another women." Emerson said kissing his cheek softly. "You are quite the catch. And she thought so too. So did you two ever go steady? Is that what you used to call it back in the day?"
Shaking his head. "Almost I guess, we were going to go on a date, dancing. The first conversation we had was how I never been dancing, since I never had the right partner."
"And you thought she was the right partner?"
"I did. But I don't know anymore. There has to be a reason I survived that plane crash right? I haven't even spoken to her remember?" Steve said laying down on the bed. "She is also 90 years old, she probably doesn't even remember me."
Resting her hand on his cheek, taking a deep breathe. Trying to figure out how she was going to say without sounding like a jealous bitch. "If she cared about you as much as you care about her. I think that she hasn't stopped thinking about you."
Putting his hand on top of hers. "You think so?"
"I know so."
Leaning up, he captured her lips for a quick peck. "Thank you for making me talk about something. I'm sorry I picked Peggy. Its just if I wanted anything to happen with you, I knew I had to talk about her."
"This is why I wanted you to talk." Laying down across from him.
Kissing her forehead. "I know, but I am exhausted, lets go to bed."
The next morning Emerson felt a heavy arm wrapped around her waist. Smiling softly knowing that Steve didn't wake up before her, she turned around to look at his sleeping face. Last night was the best night of her life. From the perfect date Steve took her on to him opening up to her. Mrauvering out of bed, trying not to wake up Steve, Emerson walked out to the kitchen. Starting a pot of coffee and pulling out the coffee cake she made the morning before, she heard a knock on the apartment door.
Looking into the peek hole, she saw her parents with Liam. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. "Hi guys. You are way earlier then I expected."
"We wanted to know if you wanted breakfast." Liam said looking up at his mom. "And we can go to Steve's apartment to get him too!"
Nodding her head, trying to hide the fact that Steve was already here. Steve may have slept over before, but he was always gone by the time Liam woke up. "Yeah buddy, we can go get breakfast. I'll call Steveā¦"
"Why would you need to call me I'm right." Steve was saying as he walked out of the bedroom with only the pair of pajama bottoms on. Looking behind Emerson he saw Liam and told people, who he expected to be Emerson's parents. "Here."
Looking between his mom and Steve, Liam asked. "Did you two have a slumber party without me?"
Ignoring her parents snickers, Emerson just nodded her head. "We did. I'm sorry. But you would have been so bored. Adult slumber parties are so boring."
Looking around the apartment, the six year saw that there were no blankets covering the couches, like there were when he and his friends had sleepovers. "Yeah, you didn't even build a fort!"
"See I told you, no fun what so ever." Emerson said as she slapped Steve in the stomach after he complained about not being able to build a fort. "Go get ready for breakfast."
"Yes ma'am." Steve said saluting her as he turned back towards the room.
Waiting for Steve to disappear back into her room, she turned back to Liam. "How about you go put your bag away in your room."
"Okay mommy." Liam said as he ran into his room. Leaving Emerson alone with her parents.
"Very nice Emmy." Sarah said sitting down at the kitchen table. Her mom crossed her arms. "On the first date?"
Shaking her head. "I don't want to talk about this with my son one room away. I am going to go get ready. And nothing happened."
"Just keep it in your pants." Jackson said sitting across from his wife, not believing his daughter. He did become a grandpa at the young age of 42.
"Ay carumba." Emerson mumbled as she walked into her room, finding Steve pacing her bedroom floor. "Whats up?"
"That was a horrible first impression for your parents." Steve said falling onto the bed. "I am a soldier, I should not be giving the girl I love parents a horrible first impression, the first time I meet them."
Sitting down next to his head, she ran a hand threw his hair. Not hearing the word love slip out of Steve's lips. "Technically you didn't meet them. There were no shaking of the hands. That is when my dad's first impression happens. Its when you are worthy or not to be with his daughter. So give him a good hand shake and your first impression will be exactly what you dreamed it to be."
"Okay." Letting out a breath, he looked over at her. "I also need clothes."
Standing up she went to her closet and threw a clean shirt and jeans at him. "Here you go."
"Thank you." Steve said as the two began to change.
Slipping on a pair of ankle boots, she looked over at Steve. "Ready to meet the parents and probably the sister."
"The sister?" Steve asked after finding a pair of boots he left here. "Why do I have so much stuff here?"
"I don't know, maybe you should ask your alter ego." Emerson said with a hand on the door knob. "My parents are meeting up with her later to look at apartments. So since they know you are joining us. She will be joining us."
"Ah." Steve said giving her a look. "What do we tell them, you know about our relationship."
"That we are in a relationship." Opening the door, she made enough room for Steve to pass her. "Now get your cute butt out of the room."
Steve walked out of the room with Emerson following him. Walking straight to Jackson he held out his hand. "I'm Steve, sir. It is nice to meet you."
Looking at the man who he had already seen half naked, he was surprised with how he presented himself. Shaking the new man in his youngest daughter's life hand. "Nice to meet you as well. I'm Jackson and this is my wife Sarah."
"Nice to meet you ma'am." Steve said holding out his hand towards her.
Gently giving his hand a nice squeeze. Sarah smiled softly at him. "It is nice to meet you Steve. But please do not call me ma'am. It makes me feel old."
"Grandma I'm ready can we get pancakes now?" Liam asked as he walked, well ran, back into the dinning room.
"Of course baby." Sarah said taking his hand. "We have to get going anyway since Auntie Jensen will be meeting us."
"Yay! Come on mommy. Lets go."
Piling into the Rhodes Ford Explorer, the group of 5 was on their way to Kitchenaid. Steve was sitting up front with Jackson as Liam was sitting in-between Emerson and Sarah. Jackson was asking Steve what he did for a living, and luckily for Steve Liam already spilled Steve's secret to his grandparents. Liam was watching TV when the news took over the Power Rangers episode that was on. And the first thing Liam saw was Steve in his Captain America uniform. He was so excited to see Steve fight that he didn't think about how he had to keep it a secret.
"So Steve, are you the real Captain America?" Jackson asked looking over at the man seated next to him.
Nodding his head. "Yes sir, I am."
"Emerson you are so lucky that Steve looks young still or everyone would think that you are a gold digger." Jackson said as he parked the car.
Shaking her head as she got out of the car. "Nice dad."
"What?" Jackson said wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "I was just kidding."
"No you weren't."
"Yeah you're right I wasn't." Looking for the other blonde daughter, "Ah I found your sister, we can eat now."
Watching Jackson walk over to Jensen, Steve took his place next to Emerson. "So your dad is a character."
"Oh yeah. That he is." Emerson said wrapping her arms around his torso. "Ready to get to know the family"
"With you, I'm ready for anything." Steve said kissing her softly. Laughing when he heard Jackson and Emerson's sister Jenson start catcalling. And then laughing harder when he watched Emerson flip the bird to her family.
