“I haven’t been out of town a whole lot since we met back up, to be honest,” Jane said, and shrugged. “I’m sure he would fly me somewhere if I asked him to, but I’ve just been taking jets from either S.H.I.E.L.D. or Stark Industries. Working for them all comes with perks.” She chuckled, taking a sip from her coffee.
“Well… what do you mean? I know he’s kind of… y’know. He’s just. He’s Thor. There’s no other way to put it.”
“I’m so jealous of you right now, I can’t even say. I mean,” Summer shrugged, “okay, I have some powers, and I can fly too, but I am so low down on the totem pole, you would not believe. And here you are, famous scientist girl with the hot boyfriend and the most amazing friends on the planet. I bet our old classmates would have a /cow/ if they could see you now.”
She grinned. “One more nosey question and then I swear I’ll stop.” Summer picked up one last doughnut, and giving Jane the side-eye, licked at the frosting slowly. “What’s he like … in bed?”
Jane sputtered into her coffee, setting the cup down and putting a hand over her mouth so she didn’t just spit it everywhere. Oh, she should’ve seen that one coming. Most people didn’t ask, so she didn’t have to think about it, but Summer definitely wasn’t most people.
Once she had finally swallowed, she shrugged. “I wouldn’t be able to tell you, honestly,” she said. “We haven’t done too much more than kissing. I think he’s afraid of offending me, and I’m afraid of offending him.” She chuckled and rolled her eyes. “He might also be afraid of hurting me. He squeezed me too hard when we were making out on the couch and I had bruises for a week and a half. He doesn’t know about the bruises, but he knows it hurt.”
Summer dropped the doughnut like it burned her and hit herself in the forehead. “Don’t you two even talk?” she said, under the hand. “Good grief, Jane. Look, I’m not going to say this to hurt you, but seriously, I never thought of you as a coward.”
Summer dropped her hand and looked into Jane’s eyes, her face very serious. “You’re not doing yourself any favours being afraid. You say he’s sincere and honest and wonderful, so hold on to that and be honest back to him.” She leaned back in the chair, arms folded. “You’re serious about him, right? Do it right from the beginning.”