Good things don't last

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A/N: Bit of a long chapter but I didn't know how to break it up.


A folded piece of paper with my name on it greets me from the table next to the entrance.

Hello darling,

If for whatever reason you find yourself back here, I wanted to let you know I took Mariana home, I was still here when she arrived. She almost caved my head in with a flower vase, I guess she didn't recognize me. I've left you a little treat under this note, buy yourself something for when I get back.

Your love,

E.V

I glance down onto the table where there is a stack of hundreds. I spread them out and count $3,000. I roll my eyes and put the note right next to it.

I do a bit of mindless reality show watching after my shower to wait for the Senator to arrive.

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"I realized on my way here that I know almost nothing about you." Romanoff asks placing the bag of overpriced burgers on the table.

"Well, what do you want to know," I say pulling one out and handing it to her.

"For starters your last name."

"Woah slow down there," I sit on her lap and take a bite of my burger. "Wow this is really good, is this black truffle?" It's become almost natural for me to keep my secret, I've adjusted our conversation for it.

"Okay, fine," She laughs, "favorite movie?"

"Mm tough one it's between Crybaby and Carol"

"Carol?" She questions.

"Mhm, Sydney and I watched it together. She hated it," I laugh.

"I didn't like it much, but I'll watch it again for you," She smiles.

"Is that bacon?" I say, unintentionally ignoring her cute comment after seeing the red peeking in her burger.

She rolls her eyes while chewing and switches with me.

"Okay, what about this boyfriend of yours," she wraps her arms around my waist.

"What about him?" I hadn't thought about him once since she arrived.

"What's his name?"

"Eden," I said quickly trying to get the conversation about him out of the way.

"He seems to give you very generous gifts, first flowers and now $3,000 for lingerie" she smirks.

I roll my eyes, "Nosy," I put my food on the table next to hers, "Enough about him, how about you? I know you have enjoyed your time with a lot of women," I wink.

"What are you implying?" she smiles.

"That you Senator, are a," I put a finger on her shoulder, "dirty" then on her other shoulder, "little" then under her chin, "slut"

"Those days are behind me," she says softly.

"Those days were 2 months ago," I laugh as I get up from her lap to get a drink.

She follows behind me, "I'm serious, all those women were beautiful, but none quite as beautiful as you."

"Please, Senator, you don't have to say those things to woe me anymore," I say pouring the wine to each glass.

"Don't call me that," she say lowly.

"What should I call you?" I hand her the glass.

"Natasha, call me Natasha," she whispers as she leans in for a kiss.

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