And just like that it was settled; the rough moment had passed and they had a plan for tomorrow that would hopefully prevent more moments in the future. With Clint’s hand in hers and the cool sand under her feet, Natasha felt herself further relaxing with each step.
It was tempting to pull him in for another dance when they reached the party again, but she was more in the mood for something slow and that didn’t fit the up tempo music that was playing, so she let him lead on until they found a deserted spot. She could still hear the music they had left behind but it wasn’t entirely intrusive and the sound of the waves lapping at the beach helped to drown it out somewhat.
When Clint settled on the large rock, Natasha was about to brush the sand off the space beside him when he pulled her into his lap. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders with a light laugh, she let her shoes fall to the sand and settled against him. Resting her cheek on top of his head, she stared out across the dark water at the little lights that littered it like stars. All the bad feelings slowly faded away and she was left with only the happiness and comfort that she found most easily in Clint’s arms.
Eventually he spoke and a smiled curled her lips. She was glad to know that she hadn’t ruined their whole evening. She had just caused a minor delay.
“I do believe I am, handsome,” she teased, shifting slightly on his lap in what could have been a completely innocent movement but was probably nothing of the sort.
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Date: 2014-08-28 09:51 pm (UTC)From:It was tempting to pull him in for another dance when they reached the party again, but she was more in the mood for something slow and that didn’t fit the up tempo music that was playing, so she let him lead on until they found a deserted spot. She could still hear the music they had left behind but it wasn’t entirely intrusive and the sound of the waves lapping at the beach helped to drown it out somewhat.
When Clint settled on the large rock, Natasha was about to brush the sand off the space beside him when he pulled her into his lap. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders with a light laugh, she let her shoes fall to the sand and settled against him. Resting her cheek on top of his head, she stared out across the dark water at the little lights that littered it like stars. All the bad feelings slowly faded away and she was left with only the happiness and comfort that she found most easily in Clint’s arms.
Eventually he spoke and a smiled curled her lips. She was glad to know that she hadn’t ruined their whole evening. She had just caused a minor delay.
“I do believe I am, handsome,” she teased, shifting slightly on his lap in what could have been a completely innocent movement but was probably nothing of the sort.