Re: Midnight...
Steve's gaze had wandered as the countdown began, freezing on Cassie and her date. His eyes narrowed slightly, fists clenching in a very fatherly over protective way. He had to remind himself that this wasn't twelve year old Cassie. This wasn't even his Cassie, not really, and in any case, she was a young woman now, it would be rude to knock out her date. He'd didn't recognise the boy, and while he looked like a polite enough young lad, the very fact that he was kissing his Cassie had Steve Rogers giving a low cough in the back of his throat.