“You’d be right. I came for you.”
Selina leans against the arm of his chair and crosses her arms over her chest.
Selina leans against the arm of his chair and crosses her arms over her chest.
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Bruce's eyes almost glint with fear in them for a moment before he speaks up again.
"...Well I'm free now...if you want..."
"I don't bite~" She teases.
"I'd love dinner. What did you have in mind?"
"Why go anywhere when I live with the best chef in Gotham?"
“Touché.” She says. “So I’ve heard. I need to experience this at least once.”
He's starting to enjoy those little shows of affection. It normally feels...almost taboo? Like he just should *not* be letting anyone show him affection like that and keep them at arm's length. Not anymore. It doesn't work anyway.
She opened her eyes again to grin down at him, pushing herself off and standing a little ways in front of him. She didn't expect him to return any of the gestures just yet. It was going to be rather foreign.