Chapter twelve: R&D part two
It was only a week later that they had found a solution and it had been Bruce who had finally made the discovery. After weeks of researching and testing, Bruce made the development while Emma was fast asleep on the couch. He showed his discovery to Tony who clapped Bruce on the back.
"Well, big guy, you did it. You wake her up and tell her," Tony said grinning. "She's your girlfriend, after all."
"Tony. . .," he said and looked down at Emma.
He really didn't want to wake her up but she needed to know about this. She looked even more innocent when she was asleep but also, so obviously a woman.
"I'm going to give you some alone time," Tony said and then grinned, saying the next part loudly. "She's going to want to thank you."
Tony left, chuckling. Bruce rolled his eyes at him. He didn't have to guess to know what the billionaire was talking about. Touching her shoulder, Bruce gently shook her awake. She stood up, yawning, and stretched. Her sweater raised as her arms lifted above her head. Bruce could see half an inch of skin peaking from between her sweater and her jeans. Bruce wondered what it would be like to touch that bit of skin with his finger tips and suddenly he was blushing at the thought.
"Bruce, are you alright?" Emma asked, interrupting his thoughts.
"OH, yeah, I'm fine," Bruce said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I did it."
"What?" Emma asked, her heart leaping into her chest.
"I developed a serum that will give your grandmother more lucid days," Bruce said. "Now, it's not a cure but it will definitely give her more time. We need to do some more testing before get approval to try it on a person and it might take it a while but we got it."
"Oh, Bruce, that's fantastic!" Emma exclaimed. "I knew you could do it."
Emma stared at him for a moment before throwing her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Bruce was surprised but returned the hug, his arms wrapping around her waist. As he did so, his fingers grazed the space between her sweater and her jeans, he felt her shiver beneath his finger tips. Emma leaned back, her arms wrapped around him still, and gazed into his chocolate brown eyes. Her face was mere inches from his own.
It was Bruce who made the first move and closed the distance between them. His lips were soft and warm against her own. She pressed her body fully against him as his hands trailed up under her sweater. His tongue touched the bottom of her lip as if asking for permission to enter. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue entrance. They broke apart a minute later in order to breathe.
"Very hot," Emma said grinning.
"I'm free on Saturday, if you want to go out and have dinner with me?" Bruce asked shyly.
"I would love to," Emma said, beaming at him. "We should probably tell Tony about the development."
"About. . . this?" Bruce asked, gesturing between them.
"No, I'm talking about the serum," she said, laughing. "Besides, I'm pretty sure he already knows about this."
"Oh, he does?" Bruce asked.
"He has eyes and ears everywhere in this building, dear, and he's probably using them to spy on us right now," Emma said with a cheeky grin.
"Am not," Tony's voice floated over the intercoms and Emma snorted.
Bruce smiled as he watched her walk out of the lab. He was in for it big time with her but he knew it would be worth it. As he began following her, he made a horrible realization. He just made out with Captain America's granddaughter. Oh no, Steve was going to kill him. The thought made his stomach sink like a stone.