Six Sentence Sunday

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 I'm stealing this meme from Tumblr, so if you're interested, here's the details:

Six Sentence Sunday is a writing thing where, on Sunday, you post six sentences from an unfinished work. It can be a new fic, a new chapter of a WIP, or even something you’re not sure you’ll ever post. 

Choose an excerpt from any section (and it doesn’t have to be six sentences) and post it, letting people know what it belongs to or indicating that it’s something you’re working on. 

People get a preview of what’s coming. You get some feedback on what’s there. If they like it, you might get some reblogs that will generate more interest in your story or you as a writer.

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Mine is from what I think will be the epilogue to "The Ability to Stop." It may end up as its own separate story, I'm not sure yet. 

Before Tony could decide that, though, Barnes placed the drinks on the low table and turned to kiss Steve fully on the mouth. It was a lover’s kiss, promising much more later, and Steve’s smile was sunshine and a hell of a lot of lust. That…rocked him back on his heels. He’d never known, never even guessed, what was between Steve and Barnes, but now that Tony thought of it, the signs had been everywhere. And he had chosen not to see, preferring to keep Steve in the same box (old, out of touch, Capsicle, Dad’s favorite) he’d originally placed him in.

 

Pepper had had it right all along: he really was a fool.