It was hard to tear herself away from him, and while she certainly wasn’t opposed to having a bit more fun in the shower she thought they’d had enough water sexploits for now, especially when there was a nice, comfortable bed waiting for them in the other room that they hadn’t put through its paces yet.

Drying herself off thoroughly, there wasn’t much she could do with her hair but wrap it up in a towel to sop up some of the water before disappearing into the bedroom. Finding the set she wanted in one of the bureau drawers, Natasha dressed quickly in purple lace, completing the look with a pair of black six-inch stilettos. Combing out her wet tresses, she took a look at her reflection and frowned. Just like the bikini the lingerie didn’t fit quite as well as it had when she had purchased it, and she covered her slightly swollen belly with her hands. Luckily her top had filled out to the point of almost spilling over, so it was likely that Clint wouldn’t even notice her stomach.

Hearing his voice near the door, she turned toward the sound and struck a pose, one hand behind her head and the other on her hip. “I do hope that the rumours of your affinity for purple are not entirely false,” she said with an enigmatic grin.

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