He was pushing his luck, but she couldn’t exactly blame him after her actions in the park. Normally Natasha was all about keeping their private lives private, but tonight she had given in, have let herself have a taste of what normal people did without worry or question. They had gotten a little carried away, and it seemed Clint was in the mood to push it as far as he could.

Natasha knew she could stop him with just a word and he would lay off and be the perfect gentleman until they were behind closed doors again, but as much as she didn’t want anyone noticing what was really going on with them, she would be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying everything he was doing. Ultimately she didn’t stop him because she really didn’t want him to stop.

She sucked in a breath at his words, the faintest blush tinting her cheeks as her eyes moved to the door he was indicating. She didn’t say anything back, not when her words could be easily heard, her lips exposed for anyone to read. He had the advantage with his lips so close to her ear, and she was still determined to keep up appearances, so instead she dug her fingernails just lightly into his side and forced her eyes back to the light just as it turned.