As nice as it was being in his arms, Natasha didn’t protest when he stepped away. If they were going to get everything ready that they needed so they could leave tomorrow right after clearing it with Fury then they couldn’t waste too much time.

“It’s fine,” she said, offering a soft smile. Running her hands over his shoulders, she slowly dropped them back to her sides before she could get carried away exploring his body. “I won’t be much longer.” Unable to resist she gave him a quick peck on the cheek before making a shooing motion with her hands. “Could you get my suitcase down off the top shelf in my closet? And if you want to look into some flights my laptop is in the living room, unless we want to ask Pepper for use of their private jet.”