A/N: I got back from my friends house late and I wasn't sleepy so I decided I should make this chapter. Just so I could get it over with. Enjoy the vid too(I need more romanogers pictures 😫).
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"What should we visit first? The colosseum, Rome, the Leaning Tower Of Pisa, Lake Como, Pompeii?"
"Whatever you want Nat."
"But it's your birthday vacation." Natasha gave him a small pout and he smiled.
"Well, I could go for some gelato."
"That's a delicacy here! Good choice, how'd you know I'm hungry?" Natasha pointed a accusing finger at him.
"Lucky guess." He shrugged and calmly walked over to the gelato shop.
"Don't tell me you've been hanging out with Dr.Strange."
"Nah. He wouldn't be interested in a grandpa like me."
"You totally look like a grandpa too." She giggled at him while they sat down at a table.
Stop acting like a school girl Natasha! Your a grown woman for Gods sake!
"I'll order the gelato. I remembered that you can't speak fluent Italian. "
"Don't forget Latin."
"I wouldn't."
Natasha walked in the air conditioned room and relished the cool draft that calmed her burning skin.
Steve had left goosebumps all over her and even made her giggle like a teenager high on hormones.
"F**king hell Steve. What do you do to me." Natasha muttered under her breath.
Couple of minutes later she ordered two small cups of chocolate gelato and headed back outside.
Taking deep breaths, Natasha tried to calmly walk back to Steve. However, her nerves were in control and she kept almost tripping over herself.
Actually, she did trip over and almost spilled the gelato.
Almost
Steve had caught her to where he held her by the back and she was dipping down. He caught their treats with one hand seconds later.
"You're like a parachute Steve." Natasha breathed heavily.
"I'm lucky that you don't need one often."
Natasha blushed angrily and tried to scramble from the grip he now had her in.
"Nat? You okay? You seem to be a little tense. How about we sit down and enjoy our special treat and you tell me what's on your mind."
She managed to grumble out a agreement without him making her blush more.
"So, what's on your mind?"
"Are we...."
"Are we what?"
"Taking our relationship a little to fast?"
"No. At least, I don't think so. I'm not good with these things."
"I'm not suggesting that we break up but, aren't we going a a little faster then most relationships?"
"We were only together for a month Natasha. A freaking month! You disappear for two years and come back saying that we are taking our relationship to fast!"
"Steve that's not what I meant-"
"Then what do you mean to say Natasha? Taking our relationship to fast would be having sex already. And we both know your not up for that!"
"Well how do you know?"
"I don't know."
"Well maybe you should!"
Natasha rushed in forward and collided his lips with hers in a kiss.
There was nothing passionate about this one compared to their others.
Only anger, hunger, and desperation laced this kiss.
"Natasha....were in public."
She pulled back suddenly and gave him a wide-eyed stare.
"I....."
Steve placed a finger to her lips.
"Don't say anything. I'm sorry for yelling at you and getting angry. I shouldn't have screamed at you."
"I should be the one apologizing. I was the one to cause the fight."
"Can we both agree that it was both of our fault?"
"Sure."
"Good. We still have some daylight left. Let's use it to get back to our hotel."
"And maybe have some fun once we get back." She gave him a sly smirk and a wink.
"You she-devil."
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A/N: you want to know where the "high on hormones" line came from? So one of my school friends is taking a survey about tobacco and one of the questions is "have you ever gotten high on skittles?" I swear my head popped.
Why on earth would you get high on skittles? But anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter!

Happy Reading!
~Forever RedWind