#8 Brown

Pepper Potts was a very professional person. She doesn't dawdle, she is always on time, has unnatural organizational skills, and she never, ever thinks about her boss in that way.

"Pepper, I need you to reschedule that R&D meeting for me." Tony said to her wiping his grease stained hands all over his jeans. Pepper rolled her eyes.
"Would it kill you to do something on time Tony?"
"It just may." He ginned, now standing directly in her line of vision. "I also need…"
Pepper didn't hear anything else once those big brown eyes locked onto hers. God what she wouldn't give to wake up to those chocolate pools every morning. To watch them darken and intensify each time they touched. They were absolutely irresistible and every time they latched onto hers they were all she could think about.
Those big, beautiful, dark, deep, brown eyes.
She noticed his lips had stopped moving.
"Of course Mr. Stark." It was a standard enough reply.
Tony started to laugh. "You don't even know what I just said!"
"Of course I do." She said straightening her self up. "You asked me to…to…"
Tony leaned down catching her eyes once more. "I asked you…if you would like dance around naked under the full moon with me." A large grin plastered on his face.
Pepper promptly turned red.
"And I do believe Ms. Potts that you just agreed."
"I…I…must have misheard you."
"Uh huh…or you were distracted."
Pepper turned on her heels and headed for the door. "It's well past 7oclock Tony, I'm going home."
"But the moon will be out soon!" He cried.
"GOODNIGHT TONY!"

Pepper Potts defiantly did not think of her boss that way…well only when it couldn't be avoided.

A nice little ficlet no?
Lots of love!
-Shelly