Rib him? Certainly. The joke would give her at least an hours worth of entertainment, but there were more pressing matters at hand.
A laugh, a lovely chime which brought along a smile with it, "is that a promise Chris?" Another laugh at his suggestion, a fleeting glance down to her heels and yes, he was right, if she wasn't careful she may just lose her footing, not even Natasha was immune to heels on ice.
"You really are a gentleman aren't you, just make sure I don't fall because if I do you're coming with me." Of course Natasha looped her arm through his, fingers grazing the palm of his hand softly, brushing against the calluses on his skin. Of course they were from his many intimate hours spent with his bow, although for cover sake.. "They must push you hard down in the warehouse, your hands are like stone."
Of, if that didn't just give her a lovely image of his smoothing her curves, and the shiver that ran down her spine certainly had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with the memory of his hands working her skin.
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A laugh, a lovely chime which brought along a smile with it, "is that a promise Chris?" Another laugh at his suggestion, a fleeting glance down to her heels and yes, he was right, if she wasn't careful she may just lose her footing, not even Natasha was immune to heels on ice.
"You really are a gentleman aren't you, just make sure I don't fall because if I do you're coming with me." Of course Natasha looped her arm through his, fingers grazing the palm of his hand softly, brushing against the calluses on his skin. Of course they were from his many intimate hours spent with his bow, although for cover sake.. "They must push you hard down in the warehouse, your hands are like stone."
Of, if that didn't just give her a lovely image of his smoothing her curves, and the shiver that ran down her spine certainly had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with the memory of his hands working her skin.