I stand with two plates of French toast before me and a sadness written on my face. I try not to be hurt by Rogue's abrupt and sudden departure but it's hard not to- I'm a sensitive soul.

Sighing, I place one and the plates on the side and sit to eat my own. Once the plate is cleared, I go upstairs and shower. It's hard not to be disappointed with the outcome of this morning, sure we curled up together last night and fell asleep- but I don't remember that. My first night with any boy, and I was in a headache coma which is just super.

I get out of the shower, dry myself off and then wrap myself in a dressing gown. I complete the look by tying my wet hair into a straggly bun at the base of my neck.

Walking back out of my en-suite, I pick up my phone and reply to three texts from my dad all checking on how I am. I swear I get more texts from him in a day checking up on me than I get texts from anyone else.

Then I flop down on my bed and call Grace, since we finished school a few weeks ago I haven't properly seen or spoken to her like I'm used to.

On the third ring she picks up and I immediately feel my mood lighten. I recount the events with Rogue to her, leaving out the strange name of course- she has never really got biker culture and I think telling her I'm crushing on a nomad biker called Rogue might be too far fetched even for her.

She swoons and squeals when I tell her of the nicknames he had for me and the way he pulled me back down to the bed. She made a lewd comment about him manhandling me in the bedroom but I won't recount her exact words, it made me blush beyond my usual awkward flush.

We hang up when her mum calls her to go into town, I feel a pang of sadness that I will never experience my mum taking me into town and talking about everything and nothing.

A knocking at the door startles me and I drop my phone with a little squeak. Biting my lip, I pad down the stairs, pulling the cord of my dressing gown tighter around my body. I hesitate for a moment before opening the door, doing so in such a way that only my head can be seen by the person on the other side of the door.

As soon as I see it is Rogue however, I relax and open the door a bit wider. We've spent the night together in some respect so I feel slightly safer knowing it's him.

"Hi," I mumble, shifting my bare feet nervously on the wooden floor. It's only when I look up and see his gorgeous face smiling down at me that I feel even more exposed than I thought possible.

"Hiya, Katie girl." He smiles broadly at me as his eyes flick down over my attire as his smile turns into a smirk.

"Hi," I mumble again, "your French toast is cold, I'm sorry."

He sighs and smiles gently at me. "That's not why I'm here..."

"Oh?" I question before opening the door wider, it's more risky to have him standing outside on the porch than it is to have him in the house.

"Yeah," he steps inside but he seems a little nervous, a little hesitant and for some reason that puts me at ease.

"I came for two reasons," he mumbles and I take a step closer towards him. Since last night I have missed his proximity and warmth, I've never felt anything like it before and now all I want to feel is it again.

"But first, is your father here?"

I smile at his nervous tone but fight to hide it, most men don't like to admit that they are intimidated by my father, I'm guessing Rogue is no exception.

"No, he went on a run with Adrian and some of the other guys- he'll be back tonight I think."

"Good," Rogue says with more confidence in his voice than before, I realise in that moment that we are still in the hall but I don't want to move until I know why he is here.

"The first reason I came here is to say sorry for rushing off like that this morning. It was really shitty of me."

I flush at his crude language, my father never uses it around me and Grace learned that I didn't particularly like it so stopped.

"Oh, well it's ok. I'm sure you had a reason."

Rogue doesn't speak for a moment, he looks deep in thought so I keep quiet, not wanting to be rude and interrupt his train of thought. When this goes on for longer than I was expecting and I finally get bored I speak.

"And the second reason?" I prompt.

This brings Rogue back down to Earth and he grins guilty at me.

"This," as fast as he spoke, his lips descend down onto mine.

They meet in desperation and my arms wrap around his neck as his go to my waist. Its over before I really have a moment to register that this is my first kiss, this is actually happening!

When he pulls away I whine and try to keep our lips pressed together which makes Rogue chuckle and squeeze my cheeks.

"Fucking adorable." He mutters under his breath before grinning at me once again. I feel like I'm floating on air.

"Go on date with me, Katie."

"What!" I exclaim, keeping my voice hushed even though I know no one is listening. "Are you crazy? My-my dad-"

"-doesn't have to know."

"Well," I hum as I weigh out the positives and the risks in my head, "ok."

"Ok?"

"Yes! Yes I'll go out with you."

Rogue lets out a triumphant laugh before he bends down again to catch my lips in another kiss.

I could definitely get used to this...