3rd Person POV

"There is no way you could afford this place," she told him as she looked around the large and fancy restaurant. Keefe simply smirked, as she fixed his crooked tie. They walked farther into the restaurant, the waiter in front of them having the famous French mustache and a black tuxedo. They sat down and when Sophie wasn't looking, Keefe quickly ruffled his hair and tilted his tie a bit. 

"Stupid," she muttered, lying her head in her hand as Keefe smirked at her. The waiter walked up to them, smiling at the two before taking their orders. Sophie seemed eager to order her food and Keefe smirked at his hungry girlfriend. 

"I thought you were trying to get in shape?" He asked, raising a teasing eyebrow. Her eyes shot to his right before she was about to take a large bite of the juicy hamburger in her hands. She glared at the boy as she took a big bite, groaning in delight. 

They continued to eat, Keefe sharing stupid jokes and Sophie scolding him for being for cheesy. 

"Can we do a quickly?" He whispered to her. She was lucky she didn't spit her food all over her boyfriend's face. His eyes filled with realization and he quickly shook his hands in her face. "Not sex! Just a make out, maybe some stripping," he said, his eyes dropping to the table. She smiled, getting up from the table and making her way to the bathroom. Keefe licked his lips, racing after him. he slipped into the girls bathroom, shoving Sophie in one of the small stalls. 

"Why did you have to pick a tiny stall?" She whined as he pushed her up against the wall. He locked his lips with hers, and Sophie immediately began running her finger's through his golden locks. He picked her up, his hands resting on the bottom half of her thighs and under her dress. he pushed her up against the bathroom stall for support, the door banging a few times and their distressed moans definitely attracting attention from other people in the bathroom.

Keefe squeezed her thighs once as he opened his mouth for Sophie to explore. She grinned against his lips, opening her own. Her hands slowly trailed down from his hair and to his crooked tie. She grabbed a hold of it, bringing his chest closer to her. She began trying to undo the knot of his clothes, wanting his shirt off of him. Keefe was feeling the same way, setting her down on the ground and beginning to unzip the back part of her dress. But she touched his hand before he could zip the clothing all the way down. 

"Keefe..." she started, biting her lip. he simply smiled, nodding and taking his hand away.

:Don't worry love, it's fine, just kisses and bite marks, yes?" He asked her. She smiled, loving the way he understood and nodded. he launched for her collarbone, causing her to let out a gasp. His teeth ground against her angelic skin, and she clung to his golden locks. 

"Get a room!" A voice in the stall beside them yelled. Sophie softly started giggling and Keefe pulled away, angry at the person beside them for interrupting. Sophie reached to his wrist and brought his hand up to her cheek as he slowly set her down. He softly stroke her cheek with his thumb, wanting to stay that way forever. 

"And get out boy!"