“Maybe I have a little crush on you Summer,” Tony said wiggling his eyebrows at her. “What’s so far fetched about a self obsessed genius having a crush on the annoying too smart nerd girl?”
She spluttered, failing at an answer for a long moment. Finally she managed, “Because it’s never happened before. Not seriously. The one guy I ever dated, I asked him out. Four months later he claimed I’d cast a spell on him to make him love me.” Her face burned, confessing that. But as long as she was telling truths …
“Besides, you liking me would be too much like a dream come true.”
“Well wake up Summer cause I got a crush on you.” Tony grinned. “You’re annoying and too damn smart and it drives me nuts. But here we are. Tony Stark has a crush on you.”
Summer opened her mouth, then closed it. “I don’t know what to say,” she admitted finally. “Or do.” Despite that, she got up and stepped slowly toward Tony. If it was just an elaborate joke, he’d move away now. She wouldn’t force him. One hand lifted to pull him down, to kiss him.