Yes... Mr Stark?

[4] Confused?

The next day, I walk down to breakfast and sit across the table from Tony, right next to Pepper. "Morning guys..." I mumble, digging into bacon and eggs.

"Morning, Sammy. How was your sleep?" Pepper asks me. I slightly blush, remembering last night's dream.

"It was alright. Didn't get much sleep though." I say, rubbing my temples as I felt the incoming headache forming.

"Why?" Tony smirks, looking quite interested. "Were you... Busy?" He grins.

"Oh god. That is disgusting. I had a nightmare." I exclaim, looking over to see Pepper looking quite amused and disgusted at the same time. "Pep, tell him to stop teasing me." I whine.

"Tony, please." She begs him, turning to me. "You ok?" she asked, worried.

"Yeah, it wasn't that bad." I shrug, continuing with my breakfast.

"Alright. Well I'll meet you downstairs, we have a new project." Tony says to me, grabbing a cup of what appears to be spirits, and walking downstairs. I look at him wander off.

"Does he really drink at this time in the morning?" I ask.

"You got it." She sighed. "So how was last night?" She smirked. I roll my eyes at her.

"Happy and I had a fun time, but he's like my brother." I assure her.

"Yeah, I understand." She tells me. "I better go; I have work in the office to do. Yuck." she slightly chuckles.

"Well good luck with that." I pull her into a hug then we both go our separate ways. I walk upstairs and change into the clothes that I normally wear. Skinny jeans and a no sleeved top. I carried on downstairs and into the lab.

"What do we have to do?" I say, sitting down on the stool in front of his desk so I could read the blueprints.

"9 new rockets. It's for the American Army corps, and when we're finished we get to go show it off in Afghanistan." he says, sipping the drink.

"How long do we have for it?" I ask, already gathering the pieces.

"Well... You see I kind of forgot about it... And we have 2 days?" I stop, glaring at the floor.

"We better get on with it then." I growl at him, frustrated. Starting to do the wiring, I feel Tony staring at me but when I ignore him he just sighs and gets to work. After a while, I realised that I needed Tony's help.

"Uh, Mr Stark. I need a little help with the wiring here." I sheepishly say. He looks up and walks towards me.

"What do you need me to do?" He asks.

"Oh god..." I mutter quietly "Well, I need you to grab the wires I'm holding, so I can get the panel open for them to be inserted." he could literally hear him smirk as he wraps his arms around my body, holding onto the wires. As I let go of them and start opening up the panel with a screw driver, Tony has to make some smartass comments.

"You know; I'm really liking this position". I kind of ignore him although I liked it too. Yes, I admitted it. I like being in Tony Stark's arms. After opening up the panel, I nudge his fingers, letting him know that I could take them again, he drops them into my hands but still stays standing right behind me. I connect the wires and then turn around and smack him over the head.

"Ow." He complained, looking at me confused.

"That's for the little comment you decided to add." he playfully pouts before walking back to his station. It took us a day and a half to finally finish the 9 rockets, and within that time Rhodey called us twice, threatening that if they weren't finished by tonight that he would shoot us. Very nice Rhodes, feeling the love. I decide to call him up to tell him that we had finally finished them.