Skye looked up at him, and her heart dropped into her stomach. She glanced back at Miles for the briefest second, and the look of sheer offense on his face at Clint’s words made the corners of her lips tug upwards the slightest bit, and earned her an eyeroll.Gently, she pulled her arm from out of Clint’s hand and stepped back. She turned back toward Miles and walked to him, a steel set to her shoulders as she did so. She came to a stop in front of him, and a look of understanding flickered across Miles’ face as he realized what was happening. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Thank you,” She whispered in his ear as she hugged him quickly, “For everything.” He released her, looking torn between anger and hurt, and as she turned back to Clint, he laid his fingers against her shoulder.
“If you ever need anything,” he told her, “You know where I am and how to find me.”
Skye pulled away from him, and his heart skipped a beat. So sure that he lost her for good. Clint watched as Skye walked to her friend, and his hand clenched into a fist for a moment, because it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right. She didn’t need this guy or… Whatever the hell Rising Tide was.
Hell, Clint knew she didn’t need him either.
But when she turned back to face him, he relaxed, confusion flickering over his face for a second though. Was she coming back? Really? He watched as the two talked for a second, and he took a breath, stepping toward her again, twirling an arrow between his fingers, just to be doing something with his hands.
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