Welp. 4, it is.
"I thought you might've learned your lesson last time, Hawkeye." Jessica sauntered to the training mat, wrapping the tape over her knuckles. "And the time after that...huh, and the time after that. But then--" Stopping just in the middle of the floor, she slowly, deliberately, rolled her shoulders back, then flashed Clint her taunting grin and chuckled, "I guess you just really like getting your ass kicked." Hands on her hips, Jessica shrugged, her cool, challenging gaze locked on his.