She was more than aware that she needed to stop this, to step away and try to put an adequate distance between them, her mind was telling her as much, she could even hear Fury’s voice at the back of her mind reminding her of the slight rules that had been placed for her next interactions with him and this was definitely breaking most of them and she really couldn’t or more like didn’t wanted to move. “It depends really, right now I wish things could be different, but they aren’t and I have to work with what I have.”

It was then that she kind of remembered that by his perception they were the same, that she was a weapon just like him, she might need to clarify that at some point. “I might not be yours, but that doesn’t applies to whoever might come for you, and for that fact along I can easily become your target, right?” After all, if he was a weapon used to get rid of enemies or people that were in the way, she might fall in that category.

When his body brushed against her, she froze and looked at him and she just knew, oh God, she just knew what she was planning to do and this couldn’t end well for either of them, and yet she allowed it, she could have moved away but she allowed his lips to brush against hers and she couldn’t help but to respond to it, as naturally and easily as she had done in the past.