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By the time we stopped, I was a mess. They had been teasing me with their touch the entire care ride, and I was just about done with the blindfold. It was two nights and a day full of passion, and they even had a nice dinner flown in. As I drove back, they guys were talking vividly about the next time we could get up to the Retreat.
"I love you both," I smiled randomly.
"I love you both too ангел," Bucky chuckled, and Steve said, "I love you both too."
"Can either of you get the door?" I asked, confused as to why the hangar door was closed.
"I'm on it," Steve said getting out.
"Oooh, I love those buns," I whispered to myself as I watched Steve walk away for the car.
"Me too," Bucky laughed, kissing my temple.
"Are there days you just want to sit and stare at him?" He asked, and I laughed.
"Um, you clearly didn't hear the story about the first time I saw him shirtless."
"Okay," He asked, motioning for me to go on as Steve opened the door. I drove in saying, "Well, he didn't know I was coming through the door of the gym. So there he was all sweaty and broody, pounding that punching bag like it insulted his mother."
As we got out I continued, "So I'm standing there, watching him beat the crap out of it, and I swear that if he hadn't seen me, I would had an orgasm from being so aroused. It was so hot when he punched it off the chain, opening a hole and sand spilling out over the floor. And then I had to act like I wasn't hoping he would take me against a wall, as I served us take out."
"Well, that can be arranged," Steve said, grabbing me around my waist to pull me in for a kiss.
"Help me with the bags you two," Bucky laughed, tossing Steve his duffel bag.
"And had I known that, we wouldn't have waited until after New York." Steve smirked.
"I was still hung up about Bucky," I said as I saw Bucky brighten up, and stuck his tongue out at Steve in triumph.
"Hey, it all worked out in the end," I smiled taking my bags and running up the stairs. Putting them on the bed, I searched the nursery, I ran to the kitchen, looked downstairs in the labs and checked the common room.
"ASRENAL?" I asked, as I walked around.
"Yes Ma'am."
"Where are my children?" I sassed.
"They are with the rest of the Avengers, all enjoying a picnic outside,"
"Oh," I said looking out the window, "Let Steve and Bucky know please."
"Of course ma'am." She replied, as I was down the stairs and out the doors. As I approached the laughing group, I saw Loki had joined them and was lingering on the outside.
"Well, what are you all doing out here?" I smiled.
"Enjoying the last days of sunshine," Jemma said stretching out on a blanket.
"We're still gonna have good weather until October," I said, as I saw my babies crawling towards me.
"Hello my darlings," I said sitting down. Joey came up and licked my face in greeting as I picked up Callie.
"Hi to you too boy," I giggled, as he laid down beside me.
"Hungry?" Pepper asked, gesturing to the food.
"No, what I need more than food is a nap," I said eliciting giggles form all the girls.
"What? Didn't get any sleeping done?" Sharon said, and I resisted the urge to flip her the bird. I did stick out my tongue though.
"The contractor should be here any minute. I was gonna oversee it but I have no clue what you're building," Dad said ignoring the comments about my sex life.
"Oh, that's good, because I'm too excited to wait," I said, making silly faces at my children. Steve and Bucky came out and started eating right away, and I just let the kids explore. I would have to start thinking about winter clothes for them. I put the kids down as I saw a car pull up to the base.
"I'll be back guys," I said, dusting myself off and walking towards the man.
"Ms. Stark?" A man said approaching me.
"Mr. Reyes, please, call me Sera." I smiled, greeting him.
"Then please, call me John." He said, shaking my hand and following me over to where I thought the barn should go.
"I brought you over here for two reasons. I'm trying to keep the nature of this project a secret, and this is where I would like it to go. I don't want it too close to the facilities as it will scare my horse when we have aircraft landing here." I said as I gestured to the site.
"We'd have to flatten the ground before we can pour and smooth the concrete, and you'll be wanting a path made?" He asked, writing something on his notepad.
"I wanted that, but honestly the less attached to the facilities the better."
"Stepping stones wouldn't look too out of place, but enough that they aren't seen first thing." He suggested, and I nodded.
"Too much concrete would be stressful on his joints anyways. The only concrete would be the foundational pad." I conceded.
"Now, you want the outside to match the facilities?"
"I'm not to sure what I was thinking, but I want it to look like a log cabin. An escape," I explained, as I showed him the one off the website I had found.
"Rustic, functional, modern, doable," He smiled, as he wrote down the specs.
"Now you were saying the second floor would be more like an apartment."
"Yes. Somewhere for a couch and a little reading nook. And an escape from those weirdos,"
"That's doable," He said stroking his chin as he looked over the specs.
"It's just the one horse?" He asked.
"Yeah, but he is used to having a small barn to himself."
"If you aren't opposed to it, why not create a larger stall in the middle of the floor plan, and still keep the wide aisles, and still have a large space to the front for your washing station, and workspace. There would still be plenty of room for storage out here," He said pointing to the floor plan on his tablet.
"I like it. I don't need a whole tack room anyways. I shoe him myself when he needs it. Plus I can always you the overhang area for stuff like that."
"Is he gelded?"
"No, he never had aggression problems. And no mare to mount," I chuckled.
"Plan on getting a mare?" He said, hopefully.
"Why do you ask?" I laughed.
"My youngest daughter. She has had this horse since it was two, so it's just about seven years old now. The novelty has worn off, and I'm trying to find her a good home." He explained.
"What kind?" I asked, excited.
"Buckskin Quarter. She's gorgeous," He said, showing me a picture of his daughter riding. I nodded, "How much are you paying for boarding?"
"I'm paying nearly $900 a month at the place outside of Poughkeepsie." He admitted and I laughed.
"Okay, I'll take her off your hands for $5000," I smiled. He laughed, "Sold! You can have all the equipment included."
"Wonderful! We can set that transaction up after this. But I'm still firm on the full price of this," I said, not taking no for an answer.
"This will include the labor of 10 guys, so I will agree with you. My eldest son was taking your phone call, and I'm not sure what he was thinking when he said half the price in half the time. I'm not a miracle worker."
"But you are to me! This means so much to me, and both Sunchaser and-" I smiled expectantly as he finished, "Sweet Feet."
"Sweet Feet, will have a home within a month. I'll take over this months boarding fees too." I smiled.
"Well, I'll build you a Denali apartment barn, and I believe we have a contract to sign." He beamed.
"Come in for a cup of coffee and we can discuss some of the finer details," I said, gesturing for him to follow me.
"It's always a pleasure doing business with your family Ms. Stark," He said smiling.
"I'm not nearly as high maintenance as my father," I laughed.
Signing on the dotted line we went over different details such as wood color, if I wanted it stained and weatherproofed, and smooth or rough stonework. We set up a spending account for the company with just enough for supplies. They would be delivered after the concrete was poured and framework set up, which was two days after our meeting. I was watching in excitement from the kitchen window, as I sipped on my tea.
"Are you happy?" Bucky said, kissing the back of my head.
"Very," I said turning in his arms.
"Can someone guess what's going on? It's driving me crazy." Natasha said, looking out the window.
"Nothing bad, I promise. Just something I want to keep to myself." I said as the girls laughed.
"Okay, we have three days before our Hydra ambush. I'm nervous about seeing Brock again," Wanda said, as she played with Callie in her highchair.
"Brock? When did this happen?" Pietro said, and Jemma just patted his cheek lovingly.
"Over two weeks ago, keep up sweetie," She said, as he looked confused.
"How has everyone's training been?" Steve asked, as he finished feeding Elijah.
"Great," They all said at various times, and Steve raised an eyebrow.
"I know what I said, but one last hard day of training wont kill you." He said, "Tomorrow morning we meet at 6am. "
The whole kitchen groaned and I raised an eyebrow at Steve in challenge.
"Steve," I smiled sweetly, "if we have to training tomorrow, can we not at least have a 9am start?"
He looked at me, then at the team and said, "Fine, 9am. I expect to be the last one in the hangar though, understood?"
"Yes sir," The group said, before starting back on their own conversations around the breakfast table.
"I want to go out and watch but I'll be in the way," I said, frowning deeply.
"Take Joey and the kids for a walk in the field then." Bucky suggested, holding me around the waist as I watched out the window.
"I am trying to keep their existence form the world Bucky," I said huffing.
"Well, then take Joey for a walk, and we will watched the twins." Steve suggested as he looked over the tablet.
"Fine," I said, calling out for Joey. He was by my feet in seconds and I smiled, "Go get the ball."
He shot out the doorway and down the hall, and I chuckled, "I'll be outside if you need me."
A/N: Hello my lovely readers and reviewers! I am giving you this update and a warning. Next weekend will be kinda busy... because I'm getting MARRIED! I promise to update in two weeks time. May 7th to be exact :) I hope you guys liked this weeks chapters and I hope to hear your thoughts on them. Talk to you soon!
Christina
