"Then don't. Plenty of time to think about it in a few months."

Clint put his hand over hers, just lightly, ready to let go anytime, just like the subject at hand. He couldn't and didn't want to push Natasha about any of this. They had to take all this slow.

"Just me getting in way over my head again."

He smiled up at her apologetically and quickly turned his head to hide his little blush in the pillows.