Capítulo 41

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M: How are you? Sorry to show up like this.

N: I'm fine. No problem.

M: Is he the father of your child?

N: What?

M: Captain America...

N: Yes.

M: You still love him.

N: Huh?

M: I can tell by the way your heart pounds in his presence, it happened when we were at the restaurant. You get immediately excited.

N: You're blind, but still can see everything, don't you?

M: He loves you too. Why aren't you together?

N: It's complicated.

M: Tell me.

Natasha frowned, she doesn't like to talk abour her life and don't like to answer questions, but strangely, she can't hide anything from Matt.

N: He has someone.

M: Oh... And yet he spent the night with you?

Natasha was dull now, she dismissed Matt the night before, and now it seems that she did that on purpose, just to be with Steve but it wasn't.

N: Yes.

M: And you feel bad about it?

N: Of course.

M: But you love each other. There's nothing to feel bad for that.

N: Yes, there is because there's someone else involved and I don't want to be his mistress. I really wish that I could not feel anything for him.

M: You know what? You never let me see your face.

Natasha looked confused. So he's not blind.

Matt noticed her silence.

M: A blind man sees with hands, by touch.

N: Do you want to touch me?

M: Your face. I wanna see your face.

Matt held his hands in the air.

M: Can I?

Natasha was surprised, but approached him on the couch. She took his hands and put on her face. Matt outlined her face with his fingers gently. Natasha could have sworn he was looking deep into her eyes. Matt touched her lips.

M: I bet you have perfect lips.

Natasha smiled embarrassed.

M: Oh, a smile. Small, but still a smile.

He realized by touch.

Matt approaches of Natasha's face, she looked serious but let him approach. Matt almost put his lips on Natasha's, but she looked away and stood up.

N: I'm sorry, Matt. You... you should go. I have to pick my son.

Matt stood up.

M: I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

N: You'd have to a lot more to make me feel like that, it's just that...

M: You're not ready.

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