Introduction
An angry Sharon Carter stormed after the tall, muscular blonde man as best she could. "What in the world was that back there, Steve? You just humiliated me in front of a lot of important people!"
Steve sighed deeply before turning around to face her. "I can't do this, Sharon. It wouldn't be fair to either of us."
"What? You're talking nonsense. You're just nervous."
"No, Sharon. Please, trust me."
"I don't understand you, Steve. I truly don't."
"It's a long story. I can explain it all. Change out of your dress, and meet me at Starbuck's. Our usual table. I promise I'll tell you everything." With that being said, Steve walked away leaving a very confused Sharon behind.
About an hour later, Sharon walked into the local Starbuck's, the one Steve and she would often go to. She found him sitting at their usual table staring into blank space. She cleared her throat to make her presence known. Steve looked up and said, "I didn't know how long it would take you to come or if you would even show up, so I didn't order you anything. Now that you're here, do you want your usual? I'll go get it."
Sharon took a seat across from him. "No, thank you. I'm fine," she said a bit coldly. "How about you start explaining to me why you made me look like a fool back there?"
"Well, it's a long story."
"Right now, I don't care how long it takes. Just tell me already," Sharon retorted, impatiently.
"Well, it all started when I reunited with her, Natalia Alianovna Romanova. You know her by her American name, Natasha Romanoff."
Well, here's the start of a new story; however, this is not the sequel to my previous story. This one is totally independent. I've had this idea in the back of my head for over a year and decided to finally test it out. I hope you guys will enjoy it!
As for the sequel, I'll try to post that one soon! ;)