James looks at her, her dark hair in disarray from their earlier dip in the ocean, pale skin tanned and freckled from the sun. “Why?” he asks quietly. “I’m no good for you. You would do so much better to run away from me and never look back.”
She puts a finger to his mouth to silence him. “You don’t get to decide who I love, James Barnes.”
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The story of Darcy and Bucky as told from The Secret Everyday Lives of the Avengers
