CHAPTER IV Little by Little
Bruce held the door open for Diana as she walked into the dress/tailor shop. She glanced around and gaped in awe at the interior design of the place. It looked like a place only real billionaires would shop at. The couple was soon greeted by a saleswoman.
"Hello, how may I help you today?" The older woman eyed Bruce with interest and Diana couldn't help but feel like strangling the lady to death. The lady looked over Diana and cringed when she saw her outfit. It was freezing outside and she managed to walk around in a bathing suit. It would b e the expected reaction.
"Actually, I'd like to talk to the own-"Bruce was cut off when a tall lean man walked over to greet them,
"Ah! Mister Wayne, it's so good to see you again! Who might this fine lady be?" the man was wearing green tinted glasses with a gray formal vest and sleek black suit pants. His voice was uppity and friendly. The man reached out a hand for Bruce to shake.
"It's good to see you as well, Frank. This would be my date to the ball tonight, Diana," he smiled boyishly as he shook Frank's hand, "which is actually the reason why we're here, we need your help picking out a dress,"
"Oh, well you've come to the right place," the man stepped forward to held up his hand palm up to Diana, "My lady, let us get started,"
Puzzled, Diana placed her hand in Franks delicately and he took a stern look at her nails, "I presume she will also need to get her nails done,"
"Her hair as well," Bruce added in, embarrassing Diana. She felt very out of place at that moment.
"Then we have a lot of work to do, Ms. Diana, shall we begin?" He led to a door on the far side of the room. Frank looked back at Bruce and winked quickly before exiting with Diana right behind him. Diana gave Bruce a helpless look and he simply returned her expression with a reassuring smile and a shrug of the shoulders. Then the two disappeared and Bruce took a seat on the couch and picked up a magazine. The cover of the magazine intrigued him. 'Today's Top 10 Most Influential Men in the World', he was on the list as number four. His father was titled number two.
-3 hours later-
"Okay thanks Alfred; I'll check up with you in a few hours," Bruce talked on the phone with his butler, "Yeah, everything's fine on my side…mhm, okay,"
Suddenly the door, from which Diana and Frank had disappeared from a few hours ago, flew open. Bruce slowly lifted his gaze to the door and watched, waiting for the final results. He honestly didn't care what she wore or what she would look like, she was already gorgeous as she was and nothing needed to change. But he felt that if he used the excuse of getting dressed up he could spend more time with her and get to know her better. He hadn't expected much, but the moment she walked out of the door and into the room his jaw went slack.
From head to toe, she looked like a goddess. She wore a pale white dress with straps coming down from her the back of her neck to form a v shape at the center of her chest. There were deep purple sashes around her waist to emphasis her voluptuous curves which made it impossible to take his eyes off of her. She had a beautiful white diamond choker necklace with a cut purple diamond in the middle. Above it all, her hair was the most enticing part. Bruce had always had something for the way women did their hair. He had no problem with the way she had it before, free, long and wavy. But this time, her hair was done up in a lose bun in the back leaving locks of hair to drape down and elaborate the curves of her face. The excess strands were pulled behind her ear and gave her a wild but elegant look.
Diana looked up towards Bruce's direction and began to flush red. The entire ordeal of dressing up and getting her hair done was not new, but it was something she wasn't used to. He kept his gaze on her for what felt like the longest time till Frank finally motioned Diana to follow him towards Bruce. Slowly, she walked over to Bruce. Her heartbeat sped up as she got closer and closer to him. Finally, when she was only a few feet away from him she stopped and stood still. He rose from his seat and walked up to her, his eyes still steady on hers. When he was barely a foot away from her she involuntarily held her breathe in anticipation of what he was going to say.
"You look," he paused and took another glance at her from head to toe, "-amazing,"
Diana instantly turned red at his compliment. Her face getting hot and she couldn't help but turn her face away from Bruce. She heard a deep chuckle and turned back to face him. He was having a good laugh at her shy complex. She pouted her lips in disapproval and glared at him, waiting for him to finish laughing at her.
When he finally came around to look directly into her eyes with a serious expression, Diana's pout retreated and in its stead, a light smile danced on her lips. She was pleased to know that he was as mesmerized by her and she was by him.
"Thanks Frank, I'll be sure to stop by another time," Bruce expressed his gratitude with a grin in Frank's direction,
"Hopefully not for another woman I presume," Frank childishly grinned and gave a quick wink to Diana. She looked over at Bruce and he didn't seem to have noticed the gesture.
"No, it's almost my parents' anniversary. I'd like to recommend this shop to my mother," Bruce turned to Diana and smiled showing his beautiful white teeth. He held out his arm for her to link hers with. She abided to his demands and they began to walk towards the exit of the store.
"Aren't you going to get all prettied up as well?" She teased,
"This is as good as it gets," he spread his arms as if to show off his figure, "unless you say so that is,"
"I always had a weakness for men in tuxedos," she looked up at him with a mischievous look upon her eyes,
"Well then, perhaps I should use it to my advantage," his lips curved into a crooked grin as he opened the door to the car for her. Diana stepped into the car and he shut the door. As he began walking to the other side of the car, the driver eyed Diana through the rear view mirror,
"Ah, you must be Ms. Diana," the elderly gentleman had an English accent laced with proper mannerism.
"Yes," She replied with a friendly smile, "and you are…?"
"Alfred, miss," He tipped his hat slightly and then plopped it back onto his head. By this time, Bruce had already opened the door and settled into his seat next to Diana,
"Master Bruce," Alfred greeted him with a nod of his head, "where to?"
"The manor," Bruce replied clearing his throat with a cough, "Alfred have you met Diana?"
"Yes, we just introduced ourselves," Diana glanced at the rear view mirror and saw Alfred's lips upturn into a smile.
"well, Ms. Prince technically I already knew more than half of what Master Bruce knows about you," Alfred paused to take a glance at Bruce's expression through the mirror and continued, "He just could not stop talking about you,"
"Alfred!" Bruce snapped. Diana was shocked by his sudden shout, but when she took a closer look at him she couldn't help but smile. Bruce was pouting as his cheeks began to burn red. He had been embarrassed that Alfred let her know such an embarrassing event had occurred. She couldn't be happier after hearing that Bruce had talked to Alfred about her already. Perhaps he did it while she was getting prepared. It didn't matter when or how, all she knew was that she was genuinely happy and nothing could stop that.
At least for now.
A/N: Hi guys~ I've been trying to update the story on a daily basis, and it's been a fun experience. I hope it's as much fun for you guys to read as it is for me to write, but that might just be wishful thinking. I'm estimating around 3-5 more chapters before wrapping up this story and perhaps moving onto another. Thanks a lot for the comments, critiques and reviews so far! :)
BTW: Frank is not a real character in the series, just added him as a random person.
