ooked at him directly, but her gaze lingered for

etely hollow in an instant, an

t few days?" Kate Bishop suggested, embodying the perfect image of a caring elder sister who thought through every detail f

to stay at the Stark Manor. If Chloe hadn't known how deeply her sister had always loved and

ngly beautiful, gentle, and poised. But hosting her husband's ex-girlfr

a woman be cautious and protective

dge of Chloe's lips. "I was by mysel

ing how to be entirely independent. Besides, the Bishop fam

face. "Chloe, we haven't seen each other in th

nship with Tony Stark, living under the same roof was entirely unnecessa

nd prepared to head upstairs. After taking two steps, he paused. "

10:30 PM yet-hardly late. But meeting Kate Bishop's hopeful eye

ghtly. Her polite, distant tone hit him like a sharp blade straight

errible jet lag. She tossed and turned the entire night, u

she packed the clothes she had washed the night b

was packed, she

ressed in casual loungewear, reading the newspaper. In f

otsteps on the stairs, he turned back to look at her and called out for "Sia." S

e and sat across from him, greet

lightly before repl

why was he still sitting here so leisurely r

t. She ate only two small bites of the sandwich, finished her milk, and fel

le." Tony Stark folded the newspaper in his h