Sharon

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65. "Help me find my shirt." "You know, as much as I want to... I don't want to."


"Sharon! Can you help me for a second!" I yelled as I looked around the bed.

"What do you need?" She asked as she walked into the room.

"Help me fine my shirt." I said as I looked up at her.

"You know as much as I want to... I don't want to." She said as she walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Babe! I have work." I said as I went to push her away.

"Call in, and let's stay in bed all day." She said as she nipped at my neck.

"You son of a bitch." I groaned as I tried to push her away.

"You know you love me." She said as she sent me a smirk.

"Bastard." I said as I grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss.

Her hands went to my pants, but before she could take them off, my phone went off. I let out a groan as I pulled away from her and walked up to it.

"Hello, (Y/n) here." I said as I put it to my ear.

"Got a job for you." Steve said calmly.

"On my way." I said before I hung up.

"Avenger business. I'll see you later." I said as I pecked her lips.

I went to walk out of the room but stopped.

"Shirt." I said as I held my finger up.

She shook her head and picked it up off the ground. She threw it at me and I quickly caught it before turning and walking out of her room.

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