Falling In Love With The Billionaire's Son

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Steve was alone. His uncle was in NYC again. He was wondering exactly what he was going to say to Tony tomorrow.

Although, it was just a kiss, and who said it had to mean anything. Steve knew that better than anyone. His first kiss was with Peggy, and it meant... Well, to Peggy it had meant everything, to Steve it meant nothing. He pretended it did, but now he wished he didn't. Peggy acted like they were still together. Not that he'd ever officially broken up with her.

"Steve?" He heard the familiar British accent outside his window. He ran downstairs and opened the door.

"Thanks." Peggy said breathlessly as she rushed in.

"What's got you in such a hurry?" Steve closed the door and walked over to the kitchen table where she'd sat down.

"I found the number that sent that text." Peggy handed him a piece of paper.

"315-5654." Steve read. "Whose is it?"

"I hoped you'd recognize it." Peggy shrugged.

"No, I don't." Steve stared at it. "Thor's gone to the school the longest, at least out of my circle of friends, so maybe he'll recognize it."

"Okay, let's go." Peggy grabbed his jacket and tossed it to him, before going outside.

Steve slid into his jacket and followed her, sincerely hoping his suspicions of it being Tony were wrong.

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"Hi Steve, hi Penny." Thor said as he opened his door.

"Peggy, actually. May we come in?" Peggy said.

"Um, sure." Thor opened the door. "Loki's upstairs doing his homework, and he's like an angry Bruce Banner when you're too loud, so we have to be quiet."

"I managed to trace the text to this number." She handed him the same slip of paper she'd handed Steve earlier.

"Do you recognize it?" Steve asked reluctantly.

"Yeah. It's my brother's." Thor muttered. "Are you sure this is the number?"

"Yes." Peggy confirmed.

"You guys should probably go." Thor looked positively furious.

"Thor, don't do anything stupid." Steve warned as Thor ushered them outside and slammed the door. Peggy turned to walk off and motioned for Steve to follow, and as they were leaving they heard Thor yelling and Loki yelling.

Steve winced. He still had a gut feeling that Tony had something to do with this whole thing. He didn't really want Loki getting yelled at because of something he might not have even done.

He quickly said goodbye to Peggy, nodding briefly at her suggestion of coming over later so they could hang out and have dinner, and went to go talk to Tony, the only way he'd maybe find out if Loki had really sent that text.

-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/

Steve started ascending the steps to Tony's house and rose his hand to the fancy knocker on the Stark's humongous mansion. He stopped. What if Tony hated him? Maybe he never wanted to see him again. Well, it's not like Steve was here to talk about the... Uh, incident. He knocked, a lot harder than he wanted to.

A man with black hair and a mustache answered the door. He stood for a moment and studied Steve before there was a look of recognition in his eyes.

"Steven Rogers! I haven't seen you since you were a little kid." He greeted.

"Steve is fine, sir. Did you know my parents?" Steve asked.