“Can’t tell you that.” She pulled his hair. “Who’s little?”
Victor pouted. “Pretty pwease?” He waggled his eyebrows then gave her puppy eyes. “And you are, compared to me at least, love.” He smiled.
Summer smacked his face. “No. Don’t do that. I need to keep this job, and I’m not taking risks that way. You want to be hired by SHIELD, you do that yourself.”
Victor blinked. “I was only kidding love. Although, that is a thought. Being hired by SHIELD as a consultant,” he said thoughtfully.
“Don’t joke about confidentiality. I don’t ask you about your employers, do I?” She raised an eyebrow. “Am I going to have to teach you a lesson, Victor?”