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Widow turned around in shocked as she saw him. He was covered by his bandages from the most recent attack. She took a deep breath in not really prepared to be talking to him.
"You been good." He said.
"Yeah, things have been good." She said, how uncomfortable it was for the both of them.
It was morning when Widow grabbed her panties from him, he smirked. She kissed his cheek and he grabbed her waist to pull her close.
"I give you call sometime." He said getting a pen and paper. Widow smiled and wrote down her number.
He never called her back.
"I'm sorry." He said looking away from her.
"For what?" She said confused.
"All those years ago." He said making her realize what he was talking about.
"Oh that....I actually have to talk to you about something." She said but was cut off with students running around.
