"What movie should we watch?" he asked while flipping through the channels.

Bobbi was blow drying her hair after that unexpectedly long shower. Showers were a good thing, but this one was just... fucking great. The twinge in between her thighs was a very unsubtle reminder of how much fun she was having. The downside, was that she had to dry her hair. Hunter had basically no hair, so he didn't have to worry about that side of the post-shower. Instead, he was comfortably spread on his bed, his only worry being the movie choice.

"Pick something nice." she yelled from the bathroom, "As long as it's not a chick flick." she added.

"What if I like chick flicks?" he joked. He heard a soft snort coming from the bathroom. "Come on, Bobbi, just pick a movie. Your favourite!" he called. Bobbi put down the hair dryer, her hair dry enough for her. She walked out of the bathroom, leaning on the door frame as she showed off her bare legs. She was wearing his black t-shirt, stealing his clothes again.

"Fine. Let's watch Star Wars." she smiled. Hunter turned to her, propping his head up and giving her a surprised face.

"That's your favourite?" he asked. She nodded - she loved Star Wars and she wasn't ashamed of it. Then it hit her, she was supposed to be undercover, seducing him, being all he wanted to get the Intel. She wasn't supposed to be herself. But she wanted him to know her, the real her, what she liked and what she didn't. "I think I like you more now." he said standing up to get his bag. She sighed in relief. She was glad that she didn't spoil her cover, but she was also glad to hear that he liked her.

"What are you doing?" she asked as he dug through a black bag.

"I have all the movies." he explained getting out the 6 episodes of the saga. "Prequels included."

"Really?" she said flirtatiously trying to see what else was inside his bag. He grabbed all the DVDs and left them on the bed, where he sat and ordered them. She sat across from him, looking down at the cases and remembering how much she loved the series. "Which one's your favorite?" she asked.

"Episode III, it is absolutely brilliant." he said pointing at it.

"You like the prequels better?"

"No. I like Episode III better." he said looking at her. "It's the most recent one, so technically speaking it's the best one. It has better CGI, special effects, more budget..." he rambled on about all the new technology and techniques that the movie took advantage of. Bobbi just observed him, and how he talked about something he loved. She didn't need to listen too much because she already knew most of the stuff anyways. She had to admit that she struggled in some portions of his speech, his accent being too thick, but hey she wasn't complaining. "It's the best movie. Not like fucking episodes I and II."

"Oh come on! Episode I is great!" she argued, "Darth Maul, Qui-gon? They 're awesome."

"Yes, you're absolutely right, they are." he agreed, "But fucking Jar Jar Binks isn't. God he ruined the entire fucking movie. I was so aggravated by him."

"Really? You're gonna let one minor character ruin the entire masterpiece?" she countered.

"It's not just him, although he really does get on my nerves. Let's take a look at Anakin, or his mum, or even Queen Amidala. Why is a teenager queen of a planet?"

"She is a very wise ruler!" complained Bobbi, "My favorite character too." she hissed at him.

"Well sorry love, your character meets her husband when he's like 10 and she's almost 18... Kind of weird-" she hit him on his bare arm.

"Oi!" he complained while he rubbed his tricep. They glared at each other for a few moments and then burst out laughing.

"Were we really fighting over Star Wars?" she laughed.

"We didn't have time to fight, you just hit me without even declaring war!" he complained.

"Aw, poor baby." she mocked.

They were both lying on the bed, the laughter having caused them to roll from one side to the other and collapse on the sheets. They ended up a few millimetres apart, their foreheads close to touching. She opened her eyes, finding his admiring gaze so close to hers.

"You're not nice." he cried pretending to be hurt by her words.

"Don't mess with Star Wars, there's no mercy on that one."

"God, you're a bloody sith..." he joked. She let out a little chuckle.

"That was so bad." she told him.

"Well it made you laugh." he pointed out in between his laugh. Hunter's expression faded, turning into a more intense one as his watery eyes (from laughing) locked on her blue ones. "I like it when you laugh."

"Shut up." she blushed as she leaned in for a kiss. It was a slow and intense kiss, her normal seduction technique would be to go at it again, but this wasn't just normal. There was more to it, more than she could admit, so she pulled away and picked Episode II. "We can start with this one since you hate the first one so much."

"No, I hate the sixth." he corrected her with a cheeky smile. She rolled her eyes at his smartass comment and just put the disk on the DVD player. He piled the rest of the movies on the nightstand before leaning on the headboard. He watched her bend over, her panties exposed to him. "Are you doing that on purpose, Bob?" he snorted.

"Sorry, Lance. Can't help it if I'm sexy." she bragged as she grabbed the remote and sat next to him.

"Sexy and confident, a deadly combination." he reasoned. "I think that you look hot because of my clothes."

"Oh please." she said leaning on his shoulder while his arm wrapped around her waist.

"You're supposed to say that I'm the one who looks hot." he hinted her.

"Nope."

"Oh wow, so you don't like me, I see what it is." he joked.

"I wouldn't be here, with you, if I didn't like you, Lance." SHIT. She slipped again. He pulled her closer and kissed her crown. Before he could say anything the movie started, "Shhh! It's starting."

They forgot the time, the hours and their jobs for a while. They would go out on dinners, lunch, the pool, hikes. They would go on the boat trips the Hotel offered, visit clubs. They spent ten days enjoying each other's company, Heartly and Idaho would occasionally join them and they would hang out. Then ten days turned into 2 weeks. They had been seeing each other for two weeks. What Bobbi had learned, was that the third drive was in Dubai, in another SAS hotel room. She had also been to the safe house where the second drive was. Jesus, the other SHIELD agent involved in this mission, had been notified and he would retrieve the second drive as soon as Hunter left for Dubai. The first one had been replaced by a fake one the night that Bobbi and Hunter were on their boat date. Heartily was just back-up, but she made quite a few important observations:

"I know you guys are not together, but tell Jesus to change tactic."

"You can't keep on pretending to flirt with him while you exchange info."

"Tell him to back off."

It was true, agent Jesus, who was working under agent Calderon's orders, kept on using flirting with the hot blondie as a cover. She didn't like it all, but at first she understood it was part of her job, but after she and Hunter looked like a thing, she didn't approve of the approach. Mainly because she didn't want to hurt Lance, and then because she didn't want to make her target - and she hated calling him that - upset enough to leave her. Three weeks had passed since they first slept together, which meant they had known each other for almost an entire month. She was happy to be with him, in fact she even looked forward to seeing him whenever they made plans. Bobbi would even daydream about him when they spent more than two days without seeing each other. That only happened twice, but still she got really horny when she saw him again.

Tonight he had taken her out to the place where they met, she was wearing the same dress, and he was wearing the same blazer. They had enjoyed a nice meal back at the restaurant and then gone for a walk. What she liked about spending time with him was that he could be romantic and goofy at the same time. He mad her laugh, whether it was because he meant to or because he did something stupid. Hunter sometimes got annoyed when she laughed at him, but her laugh made him happy so he ended up being fine with it. She would get annoyed at him too and roll her eyes, something he ended up loving.

"This is where I first decided to steal your clothes." she joked. He smiled and then turned to face her. He took hold of both her hands and brushed his thumb over her knuckles. She didn't say anything, she knew he was planning something, so her eyes just locked on his, her heart rate increasing.

"Listen Bob, I love spending time with you." he smiled, "I really do. And I think you do too, well at least you like it."

"I love it." she assured him.

"And we get along quite well, yeah? So I was thinking that maybe we should move on to the next step." he said looking away. He took a deep breath and pulled her to him. "I think we should date. I'd really like to introduce you as my girlfriend tomorrow." She leaned her forehead on his, her hands cupping his face.

"About damn time, Hunter." she whispered, her body whimpering to his warm breath against her skin. They kissed, forgetting the time, the place, the weather, the night. They even forgot who they were, because with each other they were different, they were more real than ever. It had only been a month, but they both knew that they had established a connection.