Natasha narrowed her eyes at Clint when he stole a spoonful of her fancy cup of pretty much pure sugar.
“I can do one better,” she said. Reaching across the table she held her hand out. “Phone. Now.”
She was clearly leaving no room for argument. If he was going to keep checking it all day and making himself miserable each time then she would simply remove it from his person. She was supportive and understanding, but sometimes a little tough love was needed.
Maybe she should ever go a step further and call Fury today, get it over with. He wasn’t exactly a Monday to Friday kind of guy, so she had no doubt that he would answer if she called.
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Date: 2013-12-31 05:54 pm (UTC)From:“I can do one better,” she said. Reaching across the table she held her hand out. “Phone. Now.”
She was clearly leaving no room for argument. If he was going to keep checking it all day and making himself miserable each time then she would simply remove it from his person. She was supportive and understanding, but sometimes a little tough love was needed.
Maybe she should ever go a step further and call Fury today, get it over with. He wasn’t exactly a Monday to Friday kind of guy, so she had no doubt that he would answer if she called.