Hope you're ready for a super steamy update as well as some more family time. For those who are concerned this is just going to be a remake of Raising Nicholas, do not fear. This is a completely different fic going in a different direction. There will be several references to events that took place in Raising Nicholas and how certain events affected Bruce, but I promise there will be lots of surprises and changes coming for the Wayne Family.
Getting closer to posting the BMWW murder fic so be looking for it in the next couple of weeks or so. So anxious for you to read it. It's very different from anything I've ever written before and is really coming together, thanks in part to Dinasis, my most awesome Beta! :)
Chapter 7
Batcave; May 18th, 03:02 EST
Batman exited the Batmobile, his mood dark and brooding as he made his way to the platform. His disposition had darkened even further when he had discovered that his wife wasn't at the work station that he'd set up just for her to use.
He couldn't get the sight of her talking to Rojas out of his mind, the way the man had looked at her, kissing her hand and closing her car door for her. This Andrew Rojas was up to something involving Diana and he didn't like it one bit.
Unable to get the thoughts out of his head, he'd ended up giving up on patrol, coming home earlier than usual. If he couldn't focus, then he couldn't do his job to protect Gotham and would only wind up getting himself injured in the process.
Approaching his desk, he found a hot cup of coffee waiting for him, steam still curling from the cup. Either Diana or Alfred had checked on his position and noticed that he was returning home early or maybe Diana had waited up for him after all.
He tried to tamp down on the anger that was pulsating through his veins like a living thing, knowing that he had no right to be angry with Diana after not telling her about his dinner with meeting with Sienna. The anger stemmed from within himself, not Diana.
Yanking his cowl and gauntlets off, he made his way towards the shower, removing pieces of his uniform as he went and dropping them on the floor. He was surprised to hear the shower running as he drew nearer, knowing that Tim wasn't due back for another hour. Stopping by the changing area, he noticed Diana's uniform lying on the floor along with her boots, tiara, and lasso.
He started to feel guilty for being angry that she wasn't there waiting for him, realizing now that she must have been called out for a mission. It still didn't completely ease his ire, thoughts of this man trying to worm his way into their lives only feeding his building frustrations.
Bruce quickly stripped off the rest of his uniform and boots, his heart pounding in anticipation of seeing her. Entering the shower area, he saw her through the glass walls despite the steam that clouded the bathroom.
He watched with rapidly growing desire as water ran down in rivulets over her perfect curves. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed as she rinsed shampoo from her long hair that ran like an ebony waterfall down her spine.
Unable to bear it a moment longer, he opened the door of the shower to join her, his muscular arms swiftly wrapping around her and pulling her roughly back against his chest. He instantly pulled her wet hair aside, his mouth latching onto her neck with a heated need that demanded to be satisfied.
Diana gasped in surprise at the sudden appearance of her husband, the feel of his member hard like steel against her low back causing her breath to catch in her throat. She didn't know whether to break his arms for not telling her about his dinner with Sienna or to kiss him senseless to prove her love to him.
She didn't have a chance to decide as she found herself being pressed up against the glass wall of the shower, his large hands gripping her hips firmly and trapping her right where and how he wanted her positioned at that moment.
She moaned as he devoured the tendon that ran along her neck, heated desire pooling low in her pelvis and preparing her to accept him inside of her. She tilted her head to the side, offering more of herself to him as his hand released her hip to circle around her body. He began to tease her center, his fingers repeatedly delving deep into her core as he ground his hips against her backside.
He moved to grasp hold of her hips again as he raked his teeth along her shoulder, pulling her backside where he wanted her and forcing her feet further apart. He swiftly slipped inside of her in one, forceful thrust, causing her to cry out from the sweet intrusion of his hard length deep inside of her.
She tilted her head down, pressing her forehead as well as the palms of her hands flat against the shower wall, bracing herself for the impending storm that she knew was coming. She loved it when it was like this, all raw passion and demanding need for each other that was so primal. He lit an inferno deep inside of her that she didn't even know existed until he had found it and unleashed it for her.
Her anger with him quickly morphed into a lustful craving, an overpowering desire to take and be taken. It was obvious that he was feeling the same possessive need, each powerful drive of his hips punctuating and communicating those feelings in the only way he could right then.
His breath exploded from his lungs in hot bursts against her shoulder as he repeatedly drove in and out of her, his grunts and gasps filling her ear and pushing her that much closer to her release. One hand gripped her hip to the point of bruising while his other hand covered hers against the shower wall. He shifted his fingers to lace with hers, keeping her locked in the throes of his passionate assault.
Diana felt her pleasure building inside of her, his hand on her hip moving to splay flat across her pelvis, holding her against him as he continued to pound into her with all that he had. She felt as if she was about to be torn in two by the mind-blowing pleasure searing through every fiber of her being, her heart pounding in her ears.
A growled "mine" repeatedly escaped his lips between grunts of pleasure, telling her and showing her in no uncertain terms that she belonged to him and no one else. Instead of his domination inflaming her indignation, it only made her that much more desperate for more of him.
The thought that this man was so incredibly bold as to think that he could take on an Amazon warrior, dominate her like this only served to incite her lust. She'd always been attracted to his brazenness, his arrogance and audacity that rarely if ever apologized for his actions or words even though it could also drive her crazy at times.
There was just something so sexy about that unapologetic edge of his that was thoroughly backed up without argument or question. It spoke volumes about the inner strength of the man, the true depths of his character. It was that same strength that he always poured into his love for her, showing her time and time again the depths of his feelings for her.
Diana cried out her pleasure as struggled to keep from breaking the glass wall of the shower, her body suddenly boneless. Bruce tightened his hold on her, pumping into her a few more times before finally collapsing against her in euphoric bliss. He ran his hands over her shuddering form, relishing the fierce passion and intimacy they had just shared.
Regaining control over her body once more, Diana abruptly turned in his arms, crushing her mouth against his, her tongue dueling with his. While he wasn't completely out of the dog house yet, he'd definitely appeased any lingering doubts that had been clouding her mind since last night.
Kissing him breathless, she finally retreated to gaze into his dark blue eyes still clouded with lust. "I missed you too," she whispered, her lips trailing along his jaw and lapping up the water on his skin.
"You didn't come home before I left for patrol," he commented, his eyes falling closed with a gasp as she moved her tortuous assault to his chest.
"Meeting ran late," she said between kisses.
He cradled her head with his hands, holding her against his chest as she nipped at his skin. "How did the meeting go?"
"It went well," she absentmindedly responded, her mind going in another, more pleasurable direction at that moment. "It's a huge project. We had a lot of decisions to make. I didn't get out of there until after ten."
Bruce bit back the retort that danced on his tongue about her standing in the parking lot talking to Andres Rojas. He just wanted to enjoy the feel of her in his arms right now, the sensations coursing through his body as she continued to lick and nip at his chest. She was steadily working him back up into a heated frenzy again.
He swiftly pushed her back up against the wall again, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist as he kissed her passionately. The last remnants of his anger quickly followed the path of the water running down their bodies as he made love to her, being washed away, at least for the moment, as he lost himself in her all over again.
Wayne Manor; May 18th, 08:21 EST
Bruce frowned as he stared helplessly into the vast abyss of a closet, crossing his arms as he tried to figure out which outfit he was supposed to dress his daughter in this morning. He swore his fifteen month old had more clothes than he did.
He stifled the yawn that he could feel struggling to form, knowing that it was all Diana's fault that he was tired. Usually, he could get by on four hours of sleep with no problem, but after two sessions of heated sex with his wife upon his return from patrol, he was feeling a little weary this morning.
Definitely happy, but weary…and a little sore. It was what he got for falling head over heels in love with an Amazon warrior, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
Kaia babbled at him from her crib, standing up in her bed with her small fingers wrapped firmly around the crib railing. "Dada," Kaia called to him, holding her hand out to him, curling and uncurling her fingers in the wrong direction as she waved at him to come to her.
Grabbing a pink outfit off a hanger, Bruce turned with a smirk as he looked back at his daughter. She gave him a huge grin, displaying the two small teeth on the bottom. "What do you think of this one, little princess?"
Kaia bounced on her legs as she motioned for him to come pick her up. "Dada," she jabbered again.
"All right, baby girl," he replied, picking her up and taking her into his arms. "We need to hurry. You're mommy needs to leave soon and I have a meeting at work."
Setting her down on the changing table, he worked at stripping off her pajama onesie as well as her diaper. Putting on a new diaper, he couldn't help but smile as she kept trying to reach out to touch him. She was such a morning person just like her mother, happy and ready to go the moment she woke up.
Nicholas was more like him, taking his time in waking up and getting around, not ready to really talk to anyone until he'd had his breakfast…or, in Bruce's case, his coffee.
Diana poked her head into the nursery, smiling to herself at the sight of Bruce trying to figure out how to dress his daughter. "I'm taking Nicholas down to eat breakfast," she announced. "Do you need help?"
"No," Bruce responded with a frown. "I'm fully capable of dressing my daughter."
"Okay," she replied with a knowing grin. "I'll see you downstairs."
After finally managing to get the shirt on his squirming daughter, he next attempted the matching leggings, finding them to be just as difficult to put on. "Come on, baby girl," he begged. "Cooperate with daddy or mom's going to be mad at us for making her late."
Kaia just grabbed at his nose, giggling as he tried to get her to stand still long enough to get her pants on. "Dada…pop-pop."
Picking her up with one arm, he carried her back to her crib to grab her pacifier, hoping it would content her long enough that he could finish getting her dressed. He handed her the pink pacifier which she promptly put in her mouth with a contented sigh as she laid her head against her father's chest.
Bruce smiled to himself as he carried her back to the changing table. He managed to get her leggings on without a struggling match much to his relief. Now, though, came the task that he was even worse at—her hair.
Diana always managed to make her hair look so perfect, but, after growing up on an island full of women, he would expect nothing less from her. Reaching for the basket of hair accessories, he chose a couple of small hair ties before grabbing Kaia's hair brush.
"Okay, Kaia," he said. "We get through this and we're good to go."
Kaia sat surprisingly still, patiently waiting as Bruce brushed her unruly raven curls. He gently gathered up one side of her hair, tying it into a small pigtail before doing the same to the other side. "Let's go, Kaia," he told her, picking her up.
He grabbed her favorite blanket that Aunt Shayera had given her as well as her diaper bag before heading downstairs, proud of his accomplishment in being able to dress his daughter. It wasn't as if he'd raised any girls before Kaia had been born. This was completely new territory that he was treading on and he felt he was doing magnificently.
Entering the kitchen, Bruce found Nicholas had already eaten most of his breakfast, Tim completely engrossed in his cell phone and his plate empty. Alfred was just setting a plate down at his spot by Diana who was glancing through the morning paper.
"Kaia's all set and looks adorable as always," Bruce proudly announced as he set his daughter down in her highchair, stealing her pacifier from her before settling into his own chair.
Everyone looked up to see Kaia, one pigtail up high on the right side of her head and the other down low by her ear on the left. Tim started to laugh only to be silenced by a deadly batglare from his father. "She looks great, Bruce," Tim told him, but the smirk on his lips belied his compliment. "I think you could start a new look with that hairdo."
Diana leaned over, kissing Bruce on the cheek before standing up with plate in hand. "She looks perfect," she reassured him.
"Daddy!" Nicholas exclaimed, waving his fork at him.
"Morning, little man," he said with a smile, rubbing the back of his son's head. "Are you ready to go shopping with your mom and Aunt Donna?"
"No," he replied, scrunching up his face. "Me not like hopping."
"Mum-mum," Kaia jabbered, holding her arms up to Diana.
"Morning, sweet girl," she replied with a proud smile. "Ready for some breakfast? Alfred made your favorite."
Kaia kicked her legs excitedly as Alfred put a small bowl of oatmeal with blueberries on her tray. He paused to kiss her cheek, an adoring smile on his face. "Good morning, Miss Kaia."
Kaia touched his face with great affection shining in her eyes, babbling something that sounded a little like Alfred. Bruce picked up Kaia's spoon to feed her, his own breakfast momentarily forgotten as he focused on his daughter.
"Master Timothy, I believe you best get going or you're going to be late for school," Alfred reminded him.
Tim groaned with the reminder. "I'm so ready to be done."
"Ten more days," Bruce pointed out as he wiped Kaia's mouth before offering another spoonful of oatmeal.
"Yah, and then I get to start college in the fall," Tim said with a frown as he stood to his feet.
"You'll love college," Bruce told him. "I certainly did."
Diana shot him a look that told him she didn't want to hear just how much he enjoyed his college education and with which girls. "We don't need to hear about your escapades from your college days," she said, the sound of Alfred's snickering heard in the background.
"Why can't I just get a job at Wayne Enterprises right out of high school?" Tim asked. "I can learn the family business and carry on the tradition."
"Because no child of mine is going to skip out on college," Bruce firmly stated. "I promise there will be a job waiting for you at Wayne Enterprises if you want it once you've graduated from college."
Tim sighed heavily, knowing he wasn't going to win this argument. "Fine," he relented. "I'll see you guys tonight."
"Have a good day, Tim," Diana told him as she pulled him in for a hug.
"Thanks, mom," he replied, returning her embrace.
She watched him as he left, turning her attention back to her husband. "We still have to decide what we're going to get him for a graduation present."
"I've got some ideas," he told her, pausing to take a bite of his breakfast.
"We're not giving him an envelope of cash," she sternly stated as she picked Nicholas up out of his highchair.
"It's practical, Princess," he replied. "What eighteen year-old wouldn't love cash?"
"It's cold and impersonal," she countered as she put Nicholas in the double stroller.
"We'll come up with something," he promised her as he finished feeding Kaia.
"I need to get going," Diana said, glancing at the time on her phone. "The kids are getting fitted for their outfits for the wedding at nine-thirty. Will you be home for dinner tonight?"
"I should be," he replied with a frown. "Will you?"
Diana leaned in to kiss him on the lips. "Yes…I'll see you later."
Bruce's hand slipped around the back of her neck, keeping her close as he deepened the kiss and stole her breath. "Maybe latter we can have a repeat performance of this morning in the shower," he softly told her with a smirk.
Diana returned his smirk with a mischeivious smile of her own, her gaze conveying her desire. "If you're lucky," she teased.
"I'm always lucky, Princess."
"We'll see about that," she flirted, picking up Kaia and putting her into the stroller with Nicholas. "I'll be back this afternoon, Alfred."
"Have a good time, Miss Diana," he called after her as she left, turning his attention to his surrogate son. "I take it that you were able to work out whatever had upset Miss Diana yesterday."
Bruce thought for a moment, realizing that he never did find out what had had been wrong with her. "Actually, I still don't know why she was upset last night," he admitted. "She was fine when I returned from patrol last night."
"Maybe it has something do with the fact—"
"It's late," Bruce interrupted as he glanced at his watch. "I've got to go. I've got a board meeting I can't be late for."
Alfred watched as Bruce gulped down the last of his coffee before grabbing his cell phone. "Have a good day, Master Bruce."
"Thanks, Alfred," Bruce called back over his shoulder as he left the kitchen. "See you tonight."
Alfred smiled to himself as he shook his head, more than pleased with the family that Bruce had made. He just hoped that he didn't do anything foolish that might jeopardize it. He knew that Bruce would never cheat on Diana. He loved her too fiercely, his heart and attention wholly taken with the Amazon princess.
Pulling out a cup and saucer, he decided some tea was in order before tackling the breakfast dishes. While he enjoyed the peace and quiet at times like this, he missed the lively ruckus of the little ones under foot, Tim's constant complaints of hunger and Bruce and Diana's mischeivious banter.
He was truly blessed; reaping the benefits of endless nights filled with worry and fevered prayers that his charge would come home safely. Sitting down at the table with tea in hand, he began to peruse the morning paper as ideas for dinner for his family began to take shape in his mind.
Gotham; May 18th, 11:12 EST
Diana held Kaia on her lap as Nicholas patiently had his measurements taken. She couldn't believe how big he was getting. At two and a half years old, he was already tall for his age according to J'onn, more little boy than baby any more.
Kaia was softly babbling to herself, her pacifier muffling her partially formed words, her arm firmly wrapped around her blanket. Diana glanced down at the uneven pigtails, smiling affectionately at her daughter as well as her husband's admirable attempt. It was far more than she had ever dreamed from him, his absolute willingness and eagerness to help with the children no matter the task warming her heart every time.
She had always known that he would be a great father and love his children. She'd seen beneath the dark, formidable exterior to the compassionate heart that beat beneath. Still, he never ceased to amaze her with how much he had changed since they had started dating, the depths of his love for his family knowing no end.
"Hey, what do you think of this dress for the bridesmaids?" Donna asked as she approached, holding up a deep coral colored gown.
"It's beautiful, Donna," Diana replied. "The style will compliment your wedding dress perfectly."
"Great," Donna said with a nod. "I've been looking forever and couldn't find one that I really liked, but I think this is most definitely it."
"Did you talk to Dick about having the wedding on Themyscira?"
"Yes and he actually agreed," she revealed. "He really liked the idea. We're having a small wedding anyway so I don't think it'll be too much of a problem with mother."
"I think it'll be lovely to have it on Themyscira," Diana agreed.
"There you go, Mister Nicholas," Charlotte announced. "You did a splendid job of standing still for me. I think you deserve a lollipop."
Charlotte reached into her pocket, pulling out a sucker. Nicholas took it from her with an excited smile before going over to his mother to help him with the wrapper. "What do you say, Nicholas?" Diana asked him as she removed the wrapper for him.
Kaia started grabbing for the treat, thoroughly annoyed that she was being left out. Nicholas took the sucker and popped it into his mouth. "Tank-tu," he told Charlotte.
"You're welcome, young man," Charlotte said with a smile, patting the top of his head.
Kaia began to cry her frustrations, tears streaming down her face. Diana reached into her diaper bag, pulling out some Cheerios for her to eat, hoping it would do the trick. She removed the lid before handing the container to Kaia only to have Kaia throw the container on the floor in a fit of anger, Cheerios spilling everywhere.
"Kaia Alexandrea!" Diana cried as her daughter continued to sob.
"No, no, Kai-Kai," Nicholas scolded her with a frown, shaking his little finger at her.
Donna clapped her hand over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her laughter, but failed miserably. She quickly knelt down and began picking up the cereal off the floor. "Sorry, but my niece has a temper just like my sister."
Diana scowled at her as she tried to calm Kaia, Charlotte chuckling at the scene. "No worries," the older woman reassured them. "I had children of my own. I'll go see what tuxes we have available for Nicholas."
Diana stood up, bouncing a furious Kaia in her arms. "I can't believe she just did that," she said with a scowl. "Of course, she didn't have a morning nap so I'm sure that has something to do with it."
Donna laughed as she sat back on her heels on the floor, looking up at her sister and sobbing niece. "Just wait until she reaches the terrible twos."
Diana groaned with the reminder as she patted Kaia's back, trying to soothe her. "I've been reading up on this terrible twos I keep hearing about," she told her sister with a frown. "Nicholas has been absolutely perfect so far, but Kaia seems to be embracing it early."
"Don't you remember Nicholas's fondness for streaking nude through the house?" Donna reminded her.
Diana rolled her eyes before glancing down at her son. "I try not to," she muttered. "I'm just relieved that he finally out grew his fondness for streaking."
"Well, if this is seriously the worst thing Kaia does, you'll be lucky, Di."
"Kaia's usually a good little girl," Diana replied, distraught by her daughter's behavior as she leaned in to kiss Kaia's temple.
"Terrible twos doesn't necessarily mean that she's a bad girl," Donna pointed out. "She's just testing you to see what her limits are. We used to do it all the time with mother."
"I know," Diana mused, remembering the things she and Donna had done that drove her mother crazy. "It's just different when it's your child doing it. If mother saw this, I'm sure she'd find it all very amusing."
"I'm so glad that Dick and I agreed to wait to have kids," Donna stated as she cleaned up the last of the Cheerios. "I don't know how you managed to do this whole wedding thing while being pregnant. It's stressful enough as it is without having hormonal swings on top of it."
"Well, it wasn't exactly like Bruce and I planned to have a baby at that time," Diana thoughtfully replied, thinking back on it now. "It just kind of happened."
Donna shook her head with a laugh. "It doesn't just 'kind of happen', Di," she told her. "You two did do something to make it happen…and many times before that too I'm sure."
Diana blushed with her sister's words, wishing they could change the subject. "I know we did something, Donna," she countered with a huff of agitation. "It just…wasn't planned."
"Hey, what's going on here?"
Diana and Donna both looked up in surprise, Nicholas squealing his excitement at the unexpected surprise. "Dick!" he exclaimed, running towards his older brother with his sucker in his mouth.
Dick picked him up in his arms, tickling his side. "Hey, what's up, munchkin?"
Nicholas took his lollipop out of his mouth to show him. "Kaia naughty," he said, pointing at his sister with a scowl. "Bad Kai-Kai."
Dick laughed as he looked over at his still sobbing little sister who had laid her head on Diana's shoulder. "What did she do?"
"Threw her Cheerios all over the floor because she wanted a sucker too," Donna revealed as she stood to her feet. "It's all good, though. I got it all picked up."
"Kaia, look who's here," Diana said, turning so Kaia could see her older brother.
"D-D," Kaia wailed, reaching her arms out towards him.
"Someone hasn't had their morning nap yet," Diana told him as Dick traded Nicholas for Kaia.
"What's wrong, peanut?" Dick cooed as Kaia snuggled into his arms. She laid her head against Dick's chest, telling him her woes despite the pacifier in her mouth. Dick looked to Diana with a confused look on his face. "What's up with her hair?"
"Bruce," she simply replied with a smirk.
Dick laughed as the image of Bruce trying to do Kaia's hair popped into his head. "That totally explains it," he said with a smirk. "We should've had Bruce practicing on Tim's hair, but we had no idea he'd actually open himself up enough to let you in and have kids."
"I'm sure Tim would've let Bruce practice hair braiding on him," Donna replied, shaking her head in amusement at the thought.
"I guess Dick has the touch," Diana commented, nodding towards her daughter who was already falling asleep in her brother's arms.
"I've always had a way with the ladies," Dick boasted with a grin.
"Oh, Hera, help me," Donna groaned, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. "You're officially mine and Kaia is the only one I'll share you with."
"What if we have a daughter some day?" he teased.
"I guess I'll have to share you with her too," she decided, leaning in and kissing him. "Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you had stuff to do today."
"I do, but I thought I'd take my favorite people to lunch."
"I'm famished," Donna replied. "We just finished up here so I think we're good to go."
"I'll text Bruce to see if he can join us," Diana suggested as she set Nicholas down before reaching into her purse to retrieve her phone, a business card falling out and fluttering on to the floor.
Donna leaned down and picked it up, turning over to read the name on it. "Andres Rojas?" she questioned her sister with a glare. "You saw him again?"
Dick's eyes narrowed as he stared at the sisters, confused about who this man was. "Who is Andres Rojas?"
"He owns the construction company that is doing the renovations for the women's shelter," Diana explained, growing exasperated. "He's on the committee with me. We had a meeting last night and he gave me his business card. He wants to meet to discuss some ideas that I had for the renovations."
"I'm sure that's not all that he wants to discuss with you," Donna uttered with a frown as she handed the business card back to her sister.
"Why?" Dick questioned. "What else does he want?"
"Diana," Donna replied at the same time Diana responded with "nothing".
"Well, which is it?" he asked.
"I'm sure he's harmless, but Bruce thinks otherwise," Diana insisted. "Besides, I'm happy married so there's nothing to discuss."
"I don't think that's going to slow him down any," Donna revealed as she folded her arms against her chest. "The way he was looking at you the other day said something different."
Dick didn't like the sound of any of this. "Do I need to check this guy out?"
"I'm sure that Bruce already has," Diana complained.
"You told him about Andres?" Donna asked.
"Of course," she replied, her eyebrows knitted in puzzlement. "Actually, we ended up arguing about it. He always thinks the absolute worst about everyone, suspects people of something with absolutely no provocation."
"That's Bruce for you," Dick agreed with a nod of his head. "Everyone's guilty of something until proven innocent."
"See?" Diana exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "Why does Bruce always think the worst of everyone without even knowing them? I'm not saying that Andres might not be up to something, but I refuse to become cynical like he is. I'd rather get to know someone first and then determine if they're trustworthy or not."
"I don't know, Di," Donna said. "He certainly was intrigued with you. He didn't even acknowledge my presence or ask me my name. His sights were set solely on you."
Diana shook her head in disagreement, one hand on her hip and the other clutching her phone. "I think you're worrying about nothing. Bruce and I are happily married. I'm going to call him about lunch."
Donna leaned down and picked up Nicholas, holding him as she and Dick watched Diana turn away to call her husband. "I still don't like it, Dick," she muttered.
"It's probably nothing," Dick reassured her as he gently patted Kaia's back. "She's Wonder Woman. Every red-blooded male stares at her in complete fascination and awe, hoping for a chance at her."
"Maybe you're right," she said with a sigh. "I understand where Diana is coming from, but I can also see Bruce's point."
"Let's leave Andres Rojas up to Bruce," Dick decided. "We need to decide where to eat lunch."
