“He’s not that good,” she laughed and grabbed her luggage once she saw it on the carousel. She then knew Natasha was right about what she was talking about. “Fine, you got me there, just don’t make a big deal about it. And wouldn’t you be pissed to if you found out that he wasn’t dying anymore, because you had no clue in the first place?” Pepper looked at her friend. “Just don’t mention it much,” she said and followed her to where the taxis were.
Natasha got into the car as she glance over at Pepper. “No. I would simply hit his head and called him idiot . Just like that.” she replied with a chuckled. “I won’t just this time.” she added before checking her phone. “Alright, Caesar’s have our brunch ready at two, gives us enough time to check in and get ready.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to make myself a key to the front door and come in every week to help myself to whatever achohol you have.” Tony said. “I will respect the six miles between us.”
“Why do I have a feeling that you’re just going to show up at my bar in the middle of the night.” she teased before looking down at him. “Thank you for respecting the six miles, Tony. I appreciated that.”
“SHIELD has me scheduled in for the week before I prove myself so weekends are probably our best bet.”
“Then weekend it is. I’ll be down at the training & gym at six in the morning. We’re going to train you for about five hour or so.”
“Right..baby steps. Well, if I can walk and talk, I’m sure I can do the other stuff as well. SHIELD did hire me for a reason.”
“So when are you free so we can start your training? I’m available on weekends most of the time. If I don’t have any mission.”
Natasha is polite enough to explain group dynamics to Clint.
Steve nodded and looked her over one time, “Yep!” He said, wondering if maybe he’d over dressed Or Under dressed…. Wow. He thought as he looked at her, “J-just coffee then?” He asked curiously with a smile
Natasha chuckled as she closed and locked her door. “Okay, how about Starbucks?” she asked before turning around and looking at him. “Yeah, unless you have something else plan for us.” she shrugged. “You work out a lot don’t you Steve? Look at that biceps. It’s so huge. Bet you can carry me with one arm.” she teased.
When she hung up he immediately jumped into action and got into the shower. After he was satisfied he was clean he slipped on a blue t-shirt that hugged his muscles nicely, a pair of jeans, and his sneakers. He showed up at her door a minute early and knocked, waiting for her to answer.
Natasha was done by twelve thirty wearing her simple black dress along with heels. She knew it was too early as she sat by her desk reading a book to get a head start. About thirty minutes or less she heard a knock on her door. “Coming.” she called before opening the wooden door. “Hi, Steve.” she smiled and glance up at him. “Ready to go?”