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The soldier lay in his bed, Natasha curled up against him. His fingers traced small circles on her arm. He held her, but his mind wasn't there.
They had spent the last few nights like this. Ever since their first...encounter. He was starting to get used to sharing a bed with her. Which was why it had to stop.
"You should go to your own bed, Natalia," he said, trying his best to keep his voice emotionless.
They had spent the last few nights like this. Ever since their first...encounter. He was starting to get used to sharing a bed with her. Which was why it had to stop.
"You should go to your own bed, Natalia," he said, trying his best to keep his voice emotionless.