This is the first chapter of my new Iron Man fic... I haven't written anything for about 3 months, but I'm back to give Tony's POV a try!

Let me know if you want me to continue.

Apologies for the shortness of this chapter, but it's just a taster, I promise if you want me to continue the chapters will be not much short of at least 2000 :P

Enjoy! - Whovian10

Disclaimer: Well obviously I don't own anything to do with Iron Man, Marvel own him and all the other characters I've borrowed.

CHAPTER 1: Beginning in the Middle

I really notice when Pepper is trying her best to avoid eye contact with anyone; not just me. I mean, it's pretty obvious when I'm pressed up against her, my already noticeable boner pressing into her waist as she tries wiggle out of my grip. The last thing I want to do is hurt her, and the other last thing is that I wouldn't want to make her do something she's not comfortable with. But there's awkward eye contact avoidance; there's shy, there's thinking and then there's contemplating... which is exactly what she is doing right now. Just nibbling her reddening bottom lip as she bites harder, trying to fight the resistance that her brain so eagerly screams. But her eyes tell a different story. Her eyes are twinkling with desire, as if she's been longing for this. Well... not quite this...

If I skip past the hour where all Pepper did was yell at me to get ready then we'll get to the important part much more quickly.

I had to go to this funding meeting, well Pepper demanded that I had to, and it was boring as hell. Really, it was like watching Happy trying to flirt with Natali... Nata-something. Mind you, that can sometimes be hilariously funny.

But all I could do was watch Pepper sitting opposite me. Her back straight, and her eyes watching the stocks guy giving a presentation on how we've sold another hundred-thousand weapons to the army – no biggie. And then when he sat down, Pepper looked at me, green eyes piercing into mine. I was frozen and I literally couldn't move. It was a look that sent magnetic-type shivers down my spine; made my chest ache with heat as my arc reactor glowed more brightly actually showing through my suit, which was something that had never happened before.

I tilted my head ever so slightly, watching her looking straight at me. But then her gaze intensified, and it was then I realised she was telling me it was time to round off the meeting. I was crushed. My heart ached with pain this time; my arc reactor fading to dull blue.

I stood up and made a very short speech and sent everyone off to the bar, leaving me and Pepper to talk. Or rather, me work up the courage to ask about that look earlier, and for her to look blankly at me.

"Your eyes are pretty today," was all I could say. How did I become such a wreck? I'm a smooth, suave and I'm not going to lie, pretty damn sexy too. I should be fine with lines like these, well actually, the complete opposite of those, but in reality... In a situation where I genuinely mean it and the one person who sets my heart on fire, as well as my balls, can't see what I'm trying to say, it pretty much kills me. I hate to admit it, but I might just have a 'Happy' streak in me when it comes to L... Lov... I doubt it'd be that.

Does anyone want it to continue?