“You, a monk?” Natasha scoffed. “I think you would explode.” Regarding him a moment her expression grew a bit wicked. “Though it would be fun to try to make you break your vows...”
Of course she was just as crazy for him as he was for her, that much was obvious whenever they were alone and their lives weren’t in upheaval. They were more than just the physical, though; so much more, and that was something Natasha hadn’t had for a very long time, and something that had taken her a while to accept.
Settling down on the wall beside him, she folded her hands on her lap and swung her legs, just enjoying their surroundings, the quiet nature of this place. “There’s not much to making iced tea, but I will take the praise,” she said, bumping her shoulder lightly against his.
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Date: 2014-07-13 08:16 pm (UTC)From:Of course she was just as crazy for him as he was for her, that much was obvious whenever they were alone and their lives weren’t in upheaval. They were more than just the physical, though; so much more, and that was something Natasha hadn’t had for a very long time, and something that had taken her a while to accept.
Settling down on the wall beside him, she folded her hands on her lap and swung her legs, just enjoying their surroundings, the quiet nature of this place. “There’s not much to making iced tea, but I will take the praise,” she said, bumping her shoulder lightly against his.