“Are we going to tell anybody we’re seeing each other? I don’t think,” she shrugged uncomfortably, “anybody except maybe some of our SHIELD friends realises what’s going on. And you /are/ an Avenger and CEO of a major company. I guess I’m asking, is there anything I need to watch out for?” She felt awkward as hell, trying to figure out how to ask what she was thinking about.
“Pepper, the team, SHIELD. Rhodey, if I can ever find the jackass. Beyond that, if people ask, sure, and it’ll probably be public knowledge the first time we hold hands or something in public.” He shrugged. “You’re a known hero, so there’ll prob’ly be some speculation on whether or not it’s just a business thing. Possibly some speculation on you being a replacement for Pep. But in everyday life they should at least maintain breathing space.”
Summer sniggered. “A business thing. Are we a business thing, darling?” She paused, thinking about what he’d just said, and doubt rose in her eyes. Deliberately, she swallowed it back down. “Maybe we should give them something to think about.”
Tony rolled his eyes, one side of his mouth quirking up. “Such a business thing. What sort of thinking do you want them to do?” he asked, curious. He looked up as the server came back, and he tapped at something else involving venison that was spicier than what he had pointed out to Summer.
She ordered the cranberry dish, withholding her answer to Tony until the server had left. “I was just thinking we might as well go ahead and be very public about things.” Her eyes glittered with mischief. “/Lots/ of PDA. Flashy gifts. Things like that.”