Pepper Potts was addicted to her mobile phone. It was always in her hand, pressed to her ear or slipped inside her bra so that she could find it. Everyone knew that the woman needed it, she would never let anyone take it and any man crazy enough to stay the night with her would have to put up with it being on the bedside table.
The little box of technology contained her life, her alarms, her schedules and the phone numbers of everyone important to her and the company. Most people had another person that they couldn't live without, that they needed to keep them safe and warm and like they could always be rescued. Smiling to herself she sat down on the edge on the flight of steps outside the offices where Tony was, waiting for him to finally reappear.
From the other side of the car park she was being watched by the same man who apparently hated her, his head on his hand as he watched Pepper checking it for the tenth time that morning, running her fingers over the screen as she concentrated on the words running across it again.
Pepper was addicted to her phone, and the more time he spent with her, the more addicted he became to her.
Once again, the art for this chapter can be found here ( mysteriousshamrock. deviantart art / Day-2-Addictions-377092081 remove the spaces)
