She Will Be Loved

Chapter Five: Good Drinks and Better Advice

"Will that be all Mr. Stark?" I asked tiredly.

"No, Miss (Name). I have one more thing for you to do for me," Mr. Stark says, placing his hands on my shoulders guiding me to his private kitchen.

"And what would that be Mr. Stark?"

He pressed down on my shoulders, easing me into a bar stool.

"You are going to have drink and tell me why you look like someone died, Miss (Name),"

I sighed, "I don't typically drink Mr. Stark,"

"Then I'll make you iced tea, or a Shirley Temple," he insisted.

I sighed with a small laugh.

"Fine! A strawberry margarita,"

"There we go," he said getting to work on my drink. "So what's eating you doll face?"

I folded my arms in front of me, and leaned on the counter. "Well if you must know, last night I went on a date,"

"Didn't go too well?" He asked.

"No, it went fine. That is until it was time to say good bye,"

He set my drink down in front of me, and I took a delicate sip. The alcohol forcing me to relax a bit.

"How do you mean?" He pours himself a scotch.

"Well, my dad came to visit me, and saw my date kissing me good night,"

"Big Daddy Coulson got over protective?" He asks taking a sip from his glass, and me from mine.

"Yea, that's it"

We were quite for a bit, sipping our drinks,

"Who was your date?" He asked. 'Oh God' I thought.

"Erm... Bucky... Bucky was my date..."

"Barnes?"

"How many Bucky's do you know Mr. Stark?"

"Just the one, (Name). So what are you gonna do about it?"

"I dunno Tony,"

"Why don't you get old Stars an' Stripes to talk to your old man? He practically worships the guy,"

"You know, Mr. Stark, that's actually a really good idea,"

"Of course it is Miss Coulson. I came up with it,"