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"The only way this is going to work," Maria informs him bluntly, "is if you understand that this is very context specific. The only place you order me around is the bedroom."
"Whatever you want, d—"
Maria slaps her hand over Bucky's mouth before he has the chance to finish. "I dislike that endearment."
"Uh, right." He grins that same charming grin he usually tries to melt girls' hearts with, and she sighs.
"I don't know why I put up with you."
"Because I'm charming." He kisses her forehead. "And strong and a soldier, which is the kind of man you like."
"And here I thought it was because you were a great dancer," Maria counters dryly.
"That too," Bucky agrees.
She sighs and hands him the rope. "You're on probation. One strike, you're out."
"Your confidence in my abilities is astounding."
She giggles. Maria giggles. Bucky does a double take.
"Come on, soldier. Show me what you've got."