Somewhere Only We Know
Something that Natasha just realizes.
She shook her head. She may be wary of Daniel but it's late and they're both tired. "It's okay. "
"Thank you."
"All yours," She replied, pointing at the bathroom with a flourish, hoping to lighten the mood. He chuckles, low and dangerous and Natasha can feel her brain short circuit for a moment.
Daniel is dangerous. For her heart, her mind supplied.
In ways that she didn't expect.
She's settling into the bed when he comes out of the bathroom, looking sinful with his chest bare and only a boxer.