That bright, carefree laughter definitely was the very best thing he had heard all week. Making Natasha laugh was one of his favorite hobbies. He counted it a full strike when it wasn't just one of her 'I'll smile because I can't kill you everytime'-grins. A good night indeed.
He had no desire going home just yet or letting her go for even a second, though that sounded suspiciously like heavy rain coming up. Instead he continued running his hand up and down her back, still under her shirt, to warm her from the cool night breeze, and kept his mouth just a little too close to her ear, as if to not let anyone else in this harmless daydream.
It made it easier too, to hide he wasn't entirely joking. Sometimes he indeed wished he'd met this woman much earlier in his life. That would have spared them both a great many years of pain.
"Why not? Don't challenge me. We have the music, the dance and the beauty queen right here. Just let me cut some roses for you from these bushes and then I'll take you to the fairy and win you a bunch of stuffed bears."
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He had no desire going home just yet or letting her go for even a second, though that sounded suspiciously like heavy rain coming up. Instead he continued running his hand up and down her back, still under her shirt, to warm her from the cool night breeze, and kept his mouth just a little too close to her ear, as if to not let anyone else in this harmless daydream.
It made it easier too, to hide he wasn't entirely joking. Sometimes he indeed wished he'd met this woman much earlier in his life. That would have spared them both a great many years of pain.
"Why not? Don't challenge me. We have the music, the dance and the beauty queen right here. Just let me cut some roses for you from these bushes and then I'll take you to the fairy and win you a bunch of stuffed bears."