"You might have to do a little Tetris in the fridge and freezer."

Clint smiled apologetically at the not exactly small bags with perishable stuff. Somehow it looked like he had more bought stuff for three than two persons. He decided, that could totally be blamed on the heat.

Speaking of it, it was getting definitely too hot in here, so for once he didn't put up much of a show in redressing. The promise of the beach waiting was too inviting. Maybe he did conveniently forget for a moment that he wasn't wearing anything under his pants when he dropped them and leaned over the the dresser to search for a pair of bathing trunks. But really, it wasn't like Natasha hadn't teased him back at the beach, so it was all fair...