My computer had completely stopped working, I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner!
Good news is I already have the next 2 chapters ready and will upload them as soon as I get a decent amount of reviews in.
Also, I realized Victoria is way too young for the pairing I'm planning to develop, so I'm changing her age to 19 years.
After all the wait, chapter 8 is finally here XD
Enjoy
The next day I woke up to yet another call from Valeria.
Dammit, come on! It's five am in the morning for fuck's sake. I patted my hair down and reached out for the iPad laying on the bed stand. "JARVIS, turn the bath on until I tell you to stop, okay?"
"Yes Ms. Stark."
I rolled my eyes and decided to give out with the overly formal robot. I clicked accept call and a very blue looking Valeria appeared on screen.
"Where the hell where you?! I've been calling for over an hour!"
Oh no, not this early with the drama. I wasn't about to have this, so I flipped off the camera.
"I was sleeping, Gee z Valeria, normal people sleep during the night for your information."
"I'm leaving tomorrow, how do you expect me to act like nothing's happening?"
"I know, I'm sorry. I was trying to avoid thinking about it."
"Like you avoid talking about your mother?..."
The line was silent for a while before one of us got the courage to break the silence. After that we totally avoided the subject and continued talking normally. Just like I like it, going miles around to avoid the inevitable.
"Ms Stark, the bath has been running for an hour and 37 minutes now, would you like me to turn it off?"
I jumped from the bed startled falling backwards and landing hard on the floor.
"Dammit! I forgot, JARVIS yes, turn it off now!"
Getting up as I could I stumbled towards the probably flooded restroom.
"Uh, Valeria call you later!"
I screamed back into the room before running towards the restroom. Note, don't run when the already slippery floor is covered in water. Bad idea, I don't recommend it. The water on the floor and the very little friction made it impossible for me to stop, sending me crashing into a shelf full of random restroom crap.
My hair was soaked in water and coconut scented lotions, my waist down was pinned with the heavy white shelf on top.
"I'm in soo much trouble." I whispered to myself before unsuccessfully trying to lift the shelf off of me.
*cough*
Behind me was non other than.. Steve.
"Uh, hehe.. hey there..."
I had totally forgotten he is staying here for a while, Clint had mentioned it on the plane.
He giggled and bite his lips before walking over to where I was and lifting the heavy shelf like it was nothing, wow, take me baby.
"Well, this is embarrassing."
Steve offered his hand out to me and he pulled me up with him, gosh he had the most beautiful eyes and I couldn't stop staring at them.
"Your eyes are so sexy dude."
He chuckled.
"Well thank you, so are yours."
I could feel myself blushing hardcore, dammit Vicky keep it together man.
"I'm so busted." I sighed as I took in the sight of my surroundings.
"I can help clean up, Tony never needs to know about this."
I smirked and bite my lips looking up at him."
"I like the way you think."
Steve laughed and bended over picking up a dirty towel.
"Let's get started then."
One hour later of hilarious slips and falls the bathroom was squeaky clean. God, his white wet shirt stuck to his abs, I fucking love this day.
"We did it, can you believe it? Now we both are superheroes." I joked, putting my fists on my sides and pretending to be a super hero.
He wiped his face and arms with a towel before tossing it to the dirty pile.
"And what would be your superhero name, hm?"
"Hmm, bad ass girl."
Steve laughed, doing that adorable eye thing.
"You're very funny." he added, his voice a little low. Damn, I had completely forgotten this guy is ancient, back when guys had manners. I'm gonna have to work hard for that booty.
'You know, I heard so many great things about Central Park, well, mainly from movies but I'm rambling now, uh, I've been wanting to check it out since I got here and Tony insists on me having a body guard or whatever and you have a super nice body that I'll be glad to guard and-"
Steve's laughter interrupted my ongoing rambling, oh my god I was embarrassing myself so hard. I'm usually really good at this, but Steve made my stomach flutter and my knees weak.
"I'll love to be your central park body guard." he said, a smile on his face.
I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
"Great! Does 6 later today sound good?"
He nodded.
"Yayy! Then it's set."
Forty minutes later I had showered and changed into skin tight dark jeans with a mint crop top and black platforms.
*knock knock*
'Uh, come in!" I shouted.
Tony walked into the room wearing a dark grey suit with a red tie.
"Morning, you comfortable? You missed breakfast.'
I grabbed my phone from the bed stand and my purse and jacket from the bed. Tossing the jacket over my shoulder and the purse dangling from my wrist, I made my way towards the door.
"I'm fine, it was just a little accident that held me back." A small laugh escaped from my mouth remembering earlier today. Best. Way. To. Start. A. Day.
"Accident?" questioned Tony.
"Yes, everything is fine, I handled it."
It looked like he let out a breath he didn't knew was holding. I bet he thought I destroyed a priceless vase or something. His eyes drifted down to my purse.
"Going somewhere?"
"Uh.. I was actually thinking of going to that Starbucks I saw on the ride here..."
"Let me just call Happy real q-"
"Alone." I interrupted.
He sighed and took a sit on the white couch by the closet's door.
"New York can be quite dangerous and you don't know the ways yet-"
"Yes I know but it will be just around the corner and to everyone else I'm just another white girl sipping on her coffee while probably being on instagram saying I can't even or some shit. I can handle myself, just this one time? I need time of my own.."
After a long awkward silence he shook his head in defeat and sighed.
"Fine, but come back soon, don't want to see the night rats." He smirked.
I smiled wide and swung forward, pulling him into a hug. He just stood there, motionless, in shock. That hug was unexpected to his defense. Awkwardly letting go I backed away apologizing.
"Uh, I'm sorry."
"No, no! It's fine."
He then pulled me into a tight, warm hug. There was something special about this hug. It felt like I was in my mother's arms once again.
"You just caught me by surprise." He smiled.
