“I don’t blame you for being in shock,” he laughed. “And yeah, I know. That was one of the things I was tearing myself down about. You’re definitely in a different league of women than I’m used to, so I was a little… Well, you nailed it right on the head. I was awkward as hell about the whole thing.”
Summer ducked her head, embarrassed. Setting down her utensils, she got up and circled the table to stand over Tony. “Thank you,” she whispered, leaned down just a bit and kissed him softly.
He brought his hand up to touch her face gently as they kissed, and he smiled at her as the kiss broke. “You’re welcome, Summer,” he murmured, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand. His smile was a little goofy because the night had finally shifted in both their favors, and it was such a relief.
“Mmmmh, I think I could get high off you feeling good.” She dropped a quick kiss on the back of his hand before going back to her dinner. “I, um … I tend to throw myself into relationships, any kind of relationship, really.” She flicked a glance up at him through her eyelashes. “So if I’m bothering you, and I don’t notice it, you should tell me, okay? It’s like when I walked into your workshop tonight, and wouldn’t let you alone til you talked to me … like that.”
“Well hopefully I can manage myself to feel good every time I see you,” he teased, knowing full well that he would. “I’ll let you know, but I doubt you’ll bother me. I need someone to ‘bother’ me. To keep me from forgetting to eat, from drinking too much… I’m not all that good on my own, either. It’s just, no one ever sees that. But if that’s a problem… I’ll work harder on it.”
“I could fall right in love with you very easily, Tony Stark,” Summer murmured, smiling down at the table. She took another bite to keep herself from saying anything more, but threw a little pulse of how happy she was feeling to Tony, shaping it so he could know it was her feeling. Swallowing, she added, “You’ll make JARVIS jealous of me.”