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Clove and Jo force me into the shower and give me a pair of undergarments. I take a long shower, trying to stall but unfortunately, Jo pounds on the door threatening to come at me with an ax if I don't hurry up. I finish up and put on the things they gave me before coming out. Immediately they pounce on me, dragging me into a chair and starting on my hair and make up. They start spritzing some nice smelling perfume on me and make me put on deodorant.

"Don't you dare look at yourself before we are done, Brainless" Jo hisses while doing my hair. They hand me some clothes and shove me into the large walk in closet. I pull on the clothes before walking outside.

"You may now look in the mirror." Clove says sounding proud. I'm wearing black skinny jeans and a a light pink tank top with a white cardigan. My make up is light but brings out my grey eyes and prominent cheekbones. The lip gloss make my lips look soft and kissable. We complete the outfit with my black converse, of course. I put my phone in my back pocket and sit on the chair while the girls keep fussing over me and how proud they are; suddenly there's a knock on the door and the girls squeal when I open it and Peeta is standing there looking dashing as ever.

He blushes when he hear the squeals coming from the room.

"Hey Katniss, ready to go?" He asks almost shyly.

Of course, I been waiting for this moment forever!

"Yes." I reply smoothly not wanting to appear eager or desperate.

20 minutes later.

We arrive at a simple, homey restaurant and are seated almost immediately. The service is slower than in America, here they want you to talk and relax and actually enjoy the delicious meal. Our food arrives and we eat slowly, savoring each and every delicious bite. After dessert, we are brought a bottle of wine. I look at Peeta confused and he looks equally as puzzled.

"This is from the owner. It is on the house." The host says with a thick Italian accent.

"Grazie." I thank him. He leaves after serving us and Peeta and I sit and enjoy the wine. I must say that that was the best wine I had every tasted. We talked for a while longer before leaving. As we head out the door I turn to Peeta.

"I had a wonderful time, Peeta."

"So did I, but it's not over, yet."

"It isn't?"

"Nope, and since the location is a secret, I need you to put this on." Peeta says handing me a blindfold.

"Is this the part where the sweet, hot guy turns into a serial killer and hides my remains in a bunch of different locations? 'Cause if so I don't this will work out-"

"Katniss, I would never do anything like that, what kind of movies have you been watching?" He asks with a chuckle.

"Fine, but just to let you know, I'm a pro at kickboxing." I state with a proud smirk.

"Good to know." He states raising an eyebrow indicating for me to put the damn blindfold on.

I put it on with a huff and he takes my hand and lead me along the sidewalk. Finally, he stops and turn me around.

"We're here, you can take off the blindfold." He whispers in my ear. I take my blindfold off and gasp quietly, awed by the beauty in front of me. We are standing on a sidewalk in front of a river running through a few streets. There is a small boat in front of us.

"Go on Katniss, get on" Peeta urges. I step on cautiously and sit while Peeta does the same. He signals to the man in the back and he starts to row the boat. The water is a dark blue, almost black and the lanterns lighting the river make it sparkle. In the reflection, I can see the full moon. It truly is beautiful, more than anything else. The canal runs under a bridge and Peeta turns to me.

"Si guarda bella." (You look beautiful.) He says sincerely.

"Grazie. Sembri bello." (Thank you. You look handsome) I say blushing. He smiles at me before looking down at my lips. I unconsciously lick my dry lips and his eyes darken to the point where they are nearly black.

He leans in and I do the same until our lips are nearly touching. We stay like that for a couple of seconds before I throw caution to the wind and kiss him like I've never kissed anyone before. I could say there was passion and sparks but that sounds too dull. Words cannot ever describe how I feel when I'm with Peeta, much less kissing him. Do you ever have those emotions where there's too many to identify them all? All you know is that you're incredibly happy and you feel like you've never felt before? Well that's how I feel with him. Times 10.I only hope he feels the same.

At the same time I feel so scared, because I know I'm falling for him.

I hope he's there to catch me when I fall because I'm falling hard.

Sorry for short chapter but I hope you liked it.