But the desert has cute little animals every once in awhile. Little animals that can't toy with your heart... Even if it was her own fault it didn't mean she had to like it or want to go through it ever again. Hot cabana boys could work if they weren't allowed to speak or... Nope, she could fetch her own drinks.

She could do a lot of things for herself. And Natasha was right, in a few weeks she might be able to hand him his ass. At least while he was still just Bucky.

Ugh. No. Nope. Not hopping on the sad train again.

"I get it, seriously. I do. And I don't and I won't." She groans as Natasha's eyes drift down. "And yes, I'm planning on telling Jane. I just haven't seen her long enough to get her to stop moving so I can tell her. Set it up so it's not a huge bomb drop."