Natasha stops her mouth before her tongue moves. Of course. Of course. It's not a useful phrase under the circumstances.
"I'm not dating anyone," she says, with a slight uplift of the corner of her mouth. "I can take or leave sex with other people, but actual romantic entanglements? One at a time for me."
She knows herself at least that much.
"And I wouldn't be comfortable if you dated anyone else, either. But outside that, I'm...I'm not sure where my jealousy would flare up, if anything." This time, the subtle expression that passes over her face is a faint wince. "Helpful, I know," she adds, tone deliberately wry.
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Natasha stops her mouth before her tongue moves. Of course. Of course. It's not a useful phrase under the circumstances.
"I'm not dating anyone," she says, with a slight uplift of the corner of her mouth. "I can take or leave sex with other people, but actual romantic entanglements? One at a time for me."
She knows herself at least that much.
"And I wouldn't be comfortable if you dated anyone else, either. But outside that, I'm...I'm not sure where my jealousy would flare up, if anything." This time, the subtle expression that passes over her face is a faint wince. "Helpful, I know," she adds, tone deliberately wry.