As Clint moved his hands gently and soothingly over her body Natasha thought she could melt right into the sand. He covered every inch of her, not missing a single spot, and his fleeting kisses made her smile. Her stomach was feeling much better now, and even the pressure on it when she laid on it wasn’t that uncomfortable. By the time Clint had finished she was already half asleep, her head resting on her folded arms and her now protected back exposed to the sun.

Her brow pinched just slightly in concern at Clint’s statement but she nodded. “Enjoy yourself,” she said, and it was more than a suggestion. If he needed time to think, time to himself to clear his head, then she would certainly give him that. “Do you need sunscreen before you go?” Opening her eyes just a crack she peered up at him.