"What's the deal between you and Tony?" Natasha asked. You two were out that whole day, taking care of different things for her wedding.
You looked up at her. "What?"
"Do you think I'm blind?" She asked, leaning forward. "A Lambo for your birthday? Seriously?"
You shrugged. "He probably just has a lot of money."
"He does, but getting you a car for your birthday? And not just any type of car. Please." She scoffed.
"Well, there's nothing between us."
"Yeah, right." Natasha let out a chuckle.
"That's the truth, Nat. Men are all the same. He was probably going to get into my bed, and then forget all about me."
"Tony?" She asked, surprised.
You nodded. "I'm convinced in that."
"Well, I don't really know him. He's been friends with Steve for years, but I don't know him that well. We only saw each other a couple times." She said. "But he was acting all nice and coupley with you."
You scoffed. "Please, Nat. I'm not getting into bed with him just because he was nice to me. Besides, I need to find out what's the deal between him and Amanda."
Natasha agreed. "There's definitely something going on between them."
You checked the time on your phone before standing up, pulling your dress that had ridden up your thighs. "I have to go. Dad called me to have lunch with him, I guess."
"Got it. Go, but I expect you to make time for dinner tonight."
"Sure, Nat." You gave her a quick kiss before walking away.
That night, you arrived to Natasha and Steve's mansion, and they let you in. The dinner was served, but you didn't feel like eating yet. Instead, you were discussing wedding plans with Natasha. Steve, who didn't understand most of the stuff you were talking about, would only sometimes speak up and say his opinion. He mostly let Natasha take over the organizing, he only paid for everything she wanted.
"I don't even know how Nat knows all this stuff." Steve said, taking a sip of his wine, while you two were talking about decorations.
You let out a chuckle. "Are you kidding me? I used to imagine my wedding all the time when I was a little girl."
"Really?" Steve's eyebrows furrowed.
"Oh my God, Steve." Natasha sighed."Every girl did that at some point."
"Don't tell me guys don't...?" You looked at Steve, who shrugged.
"I've never done that."
"That clears so many things up now."Natasha looked at him.
"What did you expect from a man?"You shook your head.
"Hey." Steve's eyebrows furrowed."I've never done that, and it seems like Nat already knows every single detail she wants for the wedding. What kind of a man would I be if I didn't let her have her dream wedding? And what about you?"
"What about me?" You said, placing the glass back on the table after taking a sip of your wine.
"Anyone caught your eye?" Steve asked, making Natasha laugh. "Will you be organizing your wedding soon?"
You simply shrugged. "No."
"No?"
"I've never even had a serious relationship. I'll be the cool aunt that will never get married and I will buy tons of things for your kids."
Natasha and Steve shared a look when you mentioned kids, which you quickly realized. "Well, speaking about kids... "
"What?" You looked between the two of them.
"Looks like you'll be an aunt a lot sooner than you expected." Natasha said, while your mouth fell open and you stared at them in disbelief.
"No way!" You watched as Natasha slid the ultrasound picture towards you and you quickly snatched it off the table. "Oh, my God! It's real!"
Steve smiled at Natasha, while she squeezed his arm and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Congratulations, you guys!" You quickly stood up to hug them both before you calmed down enough to continue the wedding talk. Natasha was showing you pictures of the wedding dresses she had in mind.
"That one is pretty, but I don't know if you'll fit in it when your belly starts to grow."
"Ugh, I know. That's why we're trying to rush things. I don't want to get married and have a huge belly in my wedding pics."
"Why can't I see any of those dresses?"Steve asked and you both looked at him.
"It's bad luck if you do, duh."
"It's common knowledge, Rogers."
Your talk was interrupted when the doorbell rang. This time, Steve stood up to open the door. You heard his voice before you saw him. You didn't bother turning around, knowing it was Tony. You could feel his presence behind you.
"I'm glad you could join us." Natasha said.
"We wouldn't miss this."
Wait a minute. We?
You were quick to turn around, seeing the girl by his side. And not just any girl, but that girl from the gallery. You didn't bother looking at them twice, instead focusing on the wine in front of you. Natasha met your gaze and raised her eyebrow, while you rolled your eyes.
"Oh, we meet again." The girl stated and you looked up, only to see her standing next to you now.
"Great." You let out a breath.
Tony took the seat next to you, and she sat on the other side of him. You could feel his gaze on you, but you didn't bother looking at him.
"How do you know each other?"Natasha asked the girl.
"Uh, I saw her in the gallery with Tony. I thought they were together."
You let out a laugh, which made Tony's gaze snap towards you again."Oh no, no, honey. I'm just painting something for him."
"Maybe sound less insulted the next time someone brings up the topic of us being together." Tony leaned towards you to whisper in your ear.
"What makes you think there will be a next time?" You replied, then looked at the girl. "I like your dress."
"Really?" She grinned. "Thank you."
You winked at her, and she blushed.
Tony's jaw clenched.
"Careful, Stark. Or I'll steal your girl."You said, making him roll his eyes.
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FanfictionA rich girl meets the CEO of Stark Industries, Tony Stark.