Caught In The Widow's Web

Ch 28

I finished brushing my teeth and fixed my hair in my bathroom mirror. I walk into my new bedroom but caught off guard when I see Sam and Steve grinning sitting on my bed.

"What are you guys going here?" I chuckle looking between them.

"We're here to wish you good luck on your date." Steve says the smile still on his face.

"We're just going to Coney Island." I shake my head amused.

"Still, here." Sam throws me a small box of tic tacs.

"Thanks." I chuckle putting the small pack in my pocket.

Steve gets up and walks up to me. He straightens out my shirt and sprays some of my cologne, getting some in my mouth.

"Steve!" I cough waving the cologne away then go to the bathroom and spit.

"Alright now you're ready. Go to Natasha's room and pick her up. Compliment how she looks, open doors for her-

"I know Steve *chuckles* my mom raised a gentlewoman." I say grabbing my second pair of sunglasses and he nods.

"Good luck, Sarge." Sam nods with a smile.

"Thanks." I chuckle and leave my room making my way to Romanoff's.

When I get there I knock on the door and wait for a few seconds before it opens.

"Hey." I smile when I see the beautiful red head.

"Hey." She greets with a smile of her own.

"You look great." I tell her when I see what she's wearing.

It may be casual clothes but she still looks flawless.

"Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." She smirks her hand going to my shoulder.

"Um, ready to go?" I ask sheepishly rubbing the back of my neck.

She nods closing the door behind her. We get outside and I open my truck's passenger door open for her getting a kiss on the cheek and a thank you as she steps inside taking her rightful place in the passenger seat.

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Coney Island

Natasha and I were riding all the rides we set our sights on and were now settling down eating funnel cakes as we walk down the game aisles.

"All these games are rigged." She says as she chews on her funnel cake, powdered sugar on the corner of her mouth.

I grab my napkin and wipe her mouth softly with a smile.

"Yeah normal people probably suck at them but an ex assassin and super soldier will clean 'em out of prizes." I whisper in her ear.

"But if you don't wanna play that's fine I'm okay with blowing my money on games." I add backing away making her chuckle as we continue to walk.

We finish our funnel cakes and throw our trash away una near by trash can and I look around what was surrounding us. I see a stand where you knock glass bottles down with a baseball.

"Yup. I'm playing that one." I say going up to the stand.

I hand the teenage boy who was in charge of the stand the money and he hands me the balls.

"Oh, I only need one." I tell him and he nods while Natasha raises an eye brow amused.

"Cocky are we?" She asks and I shrug.

I hold the ball in my hand, getting a feel for it. I wind up and throw it just like a pro pitcher. It hits the tower of bottles in the middle shelf knocking them all but due to the force it breaks the shelf making it drop down to the bottom shelf breaking all the bottles. I scratch the back of my head as the teenage boy looks shocked not knowing what to do.