Wrist:Fear of losing you
"But you aren’t losing me, Natasha."
"I don’t think that… and you don’t think that so … what are we talking about exactly?"
"Nothing." She said defensively, suddenly wishing she hadn’t reached for him so desperately the way she had a moment ago. “Forget I said anything, just the watch the rest of this episode with me, OK?” She made more than enough room for him on the sofa.