Natasha practically giggled at his actions and swatted playfully at him when he pulled her closer. The combination of that look and those words made it impossible not to laugh.

“If old men singing a children’s song gets you all hot and bothered I may need to reconsider a few things,” she replied.

Shifting around so she was practically sharing his towel with him now, she stretched out the length of his side and placed one hand on his chest, resting her chin on it.