He thought back years ago, when he met her. How he thought and knew he would never have her.

"Tiger!" Camille exclaimed. It brought Dick back to reality. Today was his wedding day.

Camille was helping him fix his tie. He didn't want this, but he didn't want to keep leading Kory on. He knew she wanted to get married. So he proposed, when deeply his feelings for Kory where simply sexual. He sighed.

Camille patted down Dick and looked up to him.

"You ready, Grayson?" she asked him. She wore a baby blue short strapless dress, which matched his tux. How it hugged her body beautifully. On her hands she wore white laced fingerless gloves and a white laced necklace with a white rose on it. Her makeup was simple and her hair was simply curled a bit, but in his opinion, anything she did was amazing.

She turned him around to look at himself at the mirror. Damn. He had hoped for all this to be a fucked up dream. The girl he always loved, helping him out with his wedding. He had to tell her.

"Camille I-"

"I know you are nervous, Tiger, but its too late to turn back." she smoothly said. She tiptoed a bit, and kissed him on the cheek.

When Kory walked down the isle, Dick was stunned. He couldn't deny how beautiful, how exotic she was. But that's not the point. The point was that he didn't love Kory. Now she stood in front of him. Smiling like a villain. Excited to marry the man that truly doesn't love her.

"Richard Grayson, do you take Kory, as your lovely wedded wife. To have and to hold, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" the pastor asked Dick, waiting for an answer. The room feel silent. What was he to do? He couldn't marry someone he didn't love, it was. It would also be wrong to just leave Kory at the alter. What has he gotten himself into? He looked at Kory, who was trying to keep her smile. Then he looked behind him, to Wally, his best friend and his best man. Finally he looked at Camille, who was sitting with Damian at the groom side. She smiled at him and that was his answer.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry." with that said, he walked out.

"I can't believe Grayson just left. Wonder where he went." Damian went on as Camille, Wally and himself entered the apartment.

"Well wherever he is, he should stay away from Kory. She seemed pissed." Wally added on.

"Seemed pissed? She was pissed." Damian went further on. While Damian and Wally went on about the wedding. Camille then noticed something. She noticed the shower running. She slowly walked in the bathroom only to find the runaway groom sitting in the shower, fully clothed.

She slowly closed the door, without Damian or Wally noticing. She walked up to him and reached her arm out to him.

"Tiger. You're going to catch a cold sitting in the water." she said trying to grab his attention.

"I didn't mean to do all this Camille. Kory must hate me ." he murmured. The room was getting stuffy, as he had the hot water on.

"Well, she isn't very happy. She's pissed.-"

"I didn't love her, Camille. It was just sex, I didn't want to-"

"Come on Tiger, lets get you dried up." she turned off the water and helped him up. She got a towel that were in the cabinets, and placed it on top of his hair. He just looked blankly at her as she dried his hair.

"Camille, I love you." he murmured under his breath. She looked up to him in confused fashion.

"What did you say?" she asked.

"I said I love you. I've always loved you. Call me sick, but every time I'm with you, I never want to let you go."

"Tiger, you're in shock, you're just saying that." she added.

"Camille I said I love you! Why is it so hard for you to except it? Why can't I be with you?" he exclaimed, holding her by her shoulders, having her look him in the eyes.

"Because if you really wanted me, you would do a little more to have me-" he leaned in, and pressed his lips onto hers. Her eyes went wide. What was he doing? Was this all real?

He broke the kiss and looked at her. Without thinking about it, she grabbed him by his collar and locked her lips with his. He picked her up and sat her on the bathroom counter. His lips trailed down her neck and he began to unzip her dress when someone knocked on the door which made them freeze.

"Camille? Are you taking a shower?" Damian asked from the other side.

"Um yeah Damian, I going to take a long one." she answered back trying to keep calm.

"Alright then, West and I are going to go out and eat, you want anything?"

"Bring me whatever Damian!."

"Alright, bye." they waited till they heard the door open and closed, and a bit after that to make sure they were alone. They then looked at each other.

"You are going to catch a cold with these wet clothes on Tiger." Camille said as she broke the silent. He smiled.

"Want to take them off for me?" he asked as he got closer to her.

"Hell yeah." with that said, she hopped off the counter, and walked down the hallway. When he looked down the hallway, everything, except her black lace underwear, was on the floor. Her back facing him. She turned to him.

"Coming Tiger?"

"You know it."

She grabbed onto his shirt as he pushed her on top of the bed, she brought him down with her. She first took of his coat, then his ruffled up white shirt. Her lips were on his, biting his bottom lip every time they would break their kisses.

When he entered her, he could feel her whole body shiver in pleasure. She let out a small moan and grabbed onto his shoulders. Both their moans fill the air. He held her closely as he pulled in and out of her. Both his and her body filled with a sensation that words couldn't truly explain the feeling. He began to go faster, thus her releasing her final moan like scream and his releasing himself deep inside her. Both panting as if they had ran ten miles together. His body went numb and he fell on the side of her.

He caressed her hair as she laid her head on his chest. He held her, and they slowly feel asleep.