“So you can become soft and pudgy like me?” she teased. “Ever again is a long time.”
Taking her mug to the kitchen and dumping the rest of the tepid tea, Natasha got a bottle of water from the fridge and took a few small sips. She would probably have to start drinking more milk for calcium, along with other things. There was probably a whole list of foods to eat and another of foods to avoid for the next few months. That part she definitely wasn’t looking forward to. S.H.I.E.L.D. usually provided healthy meals for their agents, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t eat other things if she wanted to. Then there was the drinking alcohol, not that she really did that much, but still. Maybe she should see if there was a library nearby to get some books on the subject.
Taking the water with her to the bedroom, she stopped in the doorway and grinned in amusement to find Clint stretched out on the bed with a pillow over his face. “Now it’s not that bad,” she said, setting the bottle down for a moment as she swapped out the long pants and restrictive blouse for a pair of shorts and a tank top. Easily locating a bottle of massage oil she settled at the foot of the bed and started with his calves.
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Taking her mug to the kitchen and dumping the rest of the tepid tea, Natasha got a bottle of water from the fridge and took a few small sips. She would probably have to start drinking more milk for calcium, along with other things. There was probably a whole list of foods to eat and another of foods to avoid for the next few months. That part she definitely wasn’t looking forward to. S.H.I.E.L.D. usually provided healthy meals for their agents, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t eat other things if she wanted to. Then there was the drinking alcohol, not that she really did that much, but still. Maybe she should see if there was a library nearby to get some books on the subject.
Taking the water with her to the bedroom, she stopped in the doorway and grinned in amusement to find Clint stretched out on the bed with a pillow over his face. “Now it’s not that bad,” she said, setting the bottle down for a moment as she swapped out the long pants and restrictive blouse for a pair of shorts and a tank top. Easily locating a bottle of massage oil she settled at the foot of the bed and started with his calves.