Dinner was in a nice cozy candlelit restaurant near the water. Katarina was looking extremely hot and fuck it...innocent. Every once in a while I was jolted by the fact that she was mine, because we were so in synch with each other like a well oiled cog it was hard to believe we hadn't been dancing this dance together for longer than we have.

We ordered dinner and sat back to enjoy each other's company in a new environment; most evenings were spent at home together unless we ...