Honeythief
Chapter Twelve

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"You… pompous… ginger-headed… TWAT!" Raven had all but forgotten about the beautiful, long-stemmed roses until they were considered a fairly good object to beat Roy over the head with. Repeatedly. Roy held up his hands to protect his beautiful face, but it didn't help stop Raven's attack. "What do you think you were doing? At what point did that seem like a good idea? I'm going to beat you until these roses are stuck in your face permanently."

"Hey! I was just trying to be friendly!" Roy backed up until his back hit the stone railing to the edge of the balcony. Good, there was no where else to go. At least now Raven could beat him into an apology. "I thought we were having fun."

"My version of fun doesn't include wandering hands!" Raven threw the roses into the garden, she was hoping they landed in the middle of the labyrinth and stayed there. She pressed her face close to his and glared at him. "I swear Roy I have half a mind to throw you into the garden with those stupid flowers."

"Be nice, Rae." His eyes followed her movements before he sighed and shook his head. "Look, I'm sorry, it was a stupid decision."

Raven huffed out a breath and took a step back. She saw the remorse line his face and Raven, for half a second, started to feel as though he were telling the truth. At least he was trying to tell the truth, and not be as obnoxious as usual. "Yes, it was a stupid decision, and stop calling me 'Rae'."

"I'll be nicer, next time." Roy's grin turned from guilty to coy. Well, there went the honesty. Raven rolled her eyes and started walking away, she felt Roy start to follow after a few steps. He was plucking rose petals out of his hair and from his tuxedo. "The kiss was just the beginning, you just wait for the dance."

"You shut up, Roy." Raven turned and poked a finger into his chest. "You're not getting a 'next time' ever. And furthermore, you're not getting a dance either. I don't care how upset Alfred is, there is not enough money in the world to make me want to dance with you or your ego."

"Oh, Ouch. That one hurt, Rae. Can't you be nice?" He was whining and it started to grate on Raven's nerves.

"Being annoying isn't going to change my mind, Roy. And stop with the nicknames."

Roy stared to say something, but his eyes darted to just behind Raven, and his face fell. The teasing, friendly air around them dissipated, and Roy turned strangely serious. He rolled his eyes and grumbled to Raven. "Over-Pretentious-Wonder-Boy-Alert." He plastered on a fake smile and nodded. "Hey, Dick. Haven't seen you in a while."

Her heart slammed against her chest. Just how much had Robin seen? How would he react? Raven knew that Robin was very protective of her, even though he didn't have a good reason to be. Would he be upset with the kiss that Raven didn't ask for, or even want? Or would he just not care? Raven found herself wanting him to care. She wanted him to get angry and mad and snap at Roy, even punch him in the face. But she doubted any of that would happen. In fact, she doubted Robin was even upset.

"Likewise." Robin stepped through the doorway and into the night, the door closed shut behind him and Raven glanced up at her leader. Oh my. Raven found she had to remind herself to breathe, not only was his anger and frustration flowing off him in thick waves and nearly choking her, but he looked… gorgeous. There was no other way to describe it. Raven was never one to fawn over men, but Robin was down right beautiful in his pressed tuxedo. His hair was in its normal state of organized disarray, but it just made him look like a millionaire-bad-boy even more. Raven bit on her lip hard, wishing she could be anywhere but here, in the middle of this forced conversation. "I haven't seen you for almost a year, Roy, how've you been?"

"Good. Keeping busy." Roy's fingers reached out and threaded with Raven's. She tried to pull away, but her arms we're working quite right, and she let him hold her fingers awkwardly. She wanted to glare at him, but that meant she would have had to turn away from Robin, and the feminine part of her wouldn't allow that. Roy tugged on her hand a little. "Raven and I were just grabbing some fresh air. The crowd in there was too stuffy."

"Oh?" Robin looked down at Raven and frowned. She tried to glare up at him, but it was hard when he looked so pretty. Robin raised an eyebrow and turned back to Roy. "I saw you two rush through the foyer, so I was concerned something might be wrong. I thought Raven might be ill, I know how she gets with so many people around."

Roy raised an eyebrow at the inflection, but didn't acknowledge it. "Oh, she was a little nervous, but she's fine now. Right, Rae?" He let her fingers go and Raven snapped her hand to her side, and glared at him. Exactly what was the twat doing? She was going to dislodge his head from his shoulders if he didn't stop this game quick. "In fact, we were just discussing what our first dance will be. I think a nice, sexy tango would be perfect."

Robin frowned and Raven could almost see the beginnings of a snarl. What was he upset for? He wasn't the one getting blackmailed, and by Speedy of all people. "Oh? You two are dancing still? Hm, I thought that was just a crude way to get Raven in a dress." He looked Raven up and down, as if he were admiring a work of art. Color flooded her face and she looked away. He was not helping right now. "She's in a dress, I don't see why you still have to keep up your end of the bargain. Besides, I didn't think Raven danced."

"I don't." Raven found her voice and she stared at Robin, trying to look intimidating. She had the good feeling she looked about as intimidating as a small kitten right now, but at least she was trying. "Roy's just being an ass like usual. We aren't dancing, ever. And if you even think about grabbing my hand one more time, I swear I will hit you so hard you'll be popping dents out of your skull for a week." She glared at Roy who, in his only act of logic, took a step away from her. Robin grinned as if he'd won a game, and that irritated Raven even more. "Wipe that smirk off your face, Robin, or I will do it for you. If you two want to stand there and pound on your chests all day, I don't care, but I promised Bruce I would help tonight. So, I'm going back inside."

"Awe, you're being mean today, Rae."

"Don't call me 'Rae', Roy." She rolled her eyes and started for the ballroom. "I'm leaving now."

"I need to talk to you." Robin grabbed her arm, his eyes darted to Roy. "In private. Very important Titan stuff."

Roy rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He walked over to Raven and grinned. "I call your first dance, Raven, even if you kill me for it. Any time with you is time in heaven." He leaned down and kissed her cheek before rushing inside.

"Hey! You get back here! You… twat! Argh!" She tugged at her arm before turning and glaring up at Robin. He raised an eyebrow but said nothing, and that made Raven only want to hit him more. "You, let go of me, or I will hurt you too!"

"I will let you go when you answer something for me."

Raven stopped struggling and stared at him, remind herself not to be fooled by his handsome face. "What?"

"I want to know what the hell that was all about."

"Roy being an ass." Raven started pulled at her arm again. "Will you just let me go so I can hit him!"

"You let him kiss you." Robin's words were soft, but they had the edge of steel. Raven glared up at him, trying to keep her heartbeat calm. What did it matter to him if she kissed another man? At least Roy acknowledged he kissed her, Robin didn't even pretend as if the kiss had happened. He turned away from the action as if it was nothing more than a friendly hug. Roy at least treated her like a woman, not a friend. She huffed out a breath of air and turned away from him.

"What does it matter to you?" Raven snapped, still trying to tug her arm away. "You kissed me and then pretended like it didn't even happen! What in the hell do you think that did to me you… you… tosser!" Robin's fingers relaxed and he let her go. She turned and glared at Robin again, his face unreadable. "I swear, Robin. Sometimes you are so stupid, I stand here being… me and you toss me around like some kind of toy. You treat me like someone special, but then you ignore me! You're going to get jealous because Roy, who is a known serial womanizer, managed to sneak a kiss in? You are so… dumb!" Raven pushed at his chest, and Robin took a step back, shocked.

"Raven, I…"

"You what, Robin? Don't you dare tell me that I'm that kind of friend to you, the one who constantly borders on love and friendship. Don't you dare tell me that what we have between us is special and shouldn't be complicated with 'love'. Don't you dare say any of the lies in your head now. I just can't take them." She glanced into the ballroom, her shoulders slumping. "I'm going back inside to beat Roy, if you don't mind. We've got work to do and I don't want to talk about this right now. Or ever, for that matter."

"I didn't know."

"You shut up." Raven rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips, watching him as he fidgeted. "You knew, you just didn't want to admit it. It was too much of an inconvenience for you, and I'm not the kind of woman you pine after anyway. I don't bake pies and cookies and dote on you every second of the day."

Robin blinked and reeled back from her words. There was a long pause before he spoke, and the words weren't anything like Raven was expecting. She was expecting anger, frustration, denial, anything but… humor. "Exactly what do pies and cookies have to do with any of this?"

"Oh, shut up." Raven started for the door again, but Robin grabbed her arm again.

"We're going to talk about this later." A cold shiver ran down Raven's spine and she stared up into his dark eyes. His lips turned down in a frown and he pressed his nose close to hers. Raven tried to step away, but his fingers dug deeper into her arm. "You keep yourself so locked up behind mysteries and darkness, Raven, don't you dare tell me I didn't know. Every time I tried to have you open up to me, you spun some other darkness and I got lost in tunnels and webs. But we are going to talk about this. So help me God, Raven, we are. And I will do everything in my power to make you open up to me." Robin's arm snaked behind her back and pulled her close. "I'm going to kiss you now. I'll be damned if you still have the taste of him on you."

Raven thought she was going to melt. Robin bent down and his lips brushed hers softly before passion slipped out and bathed her. A small whimper escaped and her fingers reached up and clung to the lapels of his tuxedo. His lips moved against her own and his tongue sought hers, twisting them together, drawing out another whimper. Raven's head tilted back and she let him brand her with kisses and wipe Roy from her mouth. Colors flashed behind her eyes and she wondered if her knees had given out yet. Robin bit down on her lower lip and tugged a little. He pulled away, licking his lips and smiling. "There. I can enjoy the rest of the night without worrying."

Raven tried to smile, but she found her lips unable to move. She just blinked up at him, waiting for the world to crumble beneath her feet. What had exactly just happened? In two minutes Robin had taken her from raving mad, to a melted puddle of warm Jell-o. Had Robin, in his own, weird Robin-ish way, just confessed his feelings to her? Did he kiss her because he was jealous? And if he was jealous, did that mean he… loved her? Raven's fingers trembled and she took a step away from him. Those were things she couldn't afford to think about right now. She had business, and dinner was going to be served any minute. But still… the thought was not unwelcome. After another minute of silence, Raven finally spoke. "We've got work to do."

Robin nodded and readjusted the lapels of his tuxedo. "We promised Bruce." There was a twinge of disappointment in him, and Raven cocked her head to the side, watching him smooth out any wrinkles they caused. Her heart still thudded against her ribs, and she was certain he could hear it, but she didn't care. Robin had just kind-of-admitted his feelings for her. And Raven wasn't sure what to make of them right now. But there was a delightful warmth that spread through her heart and into her stomach. He glanced up at her and frowned. "What?"

Raven jerked slightly and blushed. "Your tie is crooked. Come here." She stepped up and adjusted his tie, trying to hide her surprise from him. He reached out and pushed a few strands from her face before touching under her chin and bringing her eyes up to him. Raven couldn't hide her blush any more, and she had to find an emotion that wasn't new to her. She settled on annoyance. "What?"

Robin chuckled. "I forgot to tell you how beautiful you look tonight." He let his hand fall back to his side and offered his arm to her. Raven looked up at him and rolled her eyes before slipping her arm through his.

"Stop trying to butter me up."

"I'm not." Pause. "I didn't see this dress the other day did I?"

"No. Alfred brought it up this morning, why?"

Robin tried to pretend nonchalance, but his mixed emotions brushed against Raven's senses, and she stared up at him waiting for an answer. Just what was he getting at? He sighed and looked down at her, knowing he couldn't keep his emotions from her anymore than she could from him. "I was just thinking how nice you look in it. Although, I never pegged you for something backless."

Raven blushed. "It was a last resort to not dance with Roy." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Although we can see how well that worked out."

"No one is forcing you to dance with him, you know." Robin scowled and glanced down at her. "In fact, I'd prefer it if you didn't."

"Wouldn't we all?" They paused outside the ballroom door, and peered inside. The first of the guests were starting to filter in and sit at their designated tables. Raven could see Karen and Cyborg talking to one another as they made their way to the Titan table, which was somewhere near the dance floor. Raven let out a long sigh and she stared up at Robin, silently pleading with him. "Do we have to?"

"We promised." He opened the door and ushered her inside. "I'm not doing this alone. I need to you, Raven."

Raven didn't say anything else. She stepped inside and the swarm of emotions hit her like a lead weight on her chest. Her fingers dug into Robin's forearm, but she didn't dare look up at him. She took a long, deep breath, trying to keep her stomach from churning. This was too much for her. She pushed a stray piece of hair from her eyes and stared down at the floor, counting the steps from the balcony to the table. How was she supposed to learn anything if all these emotions were attacking her?

"You'll be fine." Robin pressed his mouth close to her ear, and his warm breath slid down her neck. Raven shivered and felt color flood her cheeks. He smelled good tonight. "I know you can do this. You're strong."

Raven managed a glance up at him, and he looked proud of her. She shook her head and pulled her arm out of his. "You're still trying to butter me up aren't you?" He looked sheepish and she rolled her eyes in response. "Well, I appreciate the effort at least." She cast him a coy glance and then went to Karen's side, leaving him alone in the middle of the empty dance floor.

"Hey, girl. I see Wonder Boy found you." Karen swirled the contents of her glass and cast a sidelong glance at Robin, who'd somehow gotten pinned by some reporter from Gotham Press. She was shoving a pad of paper into his chest and asking him some very animated questions. Raven chuckled alongside Karen, and she glanced up at her friend. "Well, at least he tried to find you. You know, he was searching high and low for you after you wandered off with Roy…?" The statement ended as a question and Raven blushed.

"Empath overload." Well, that was kind of the truth. She wasn't sure if she could tell Karen the truth about why she had been so adamant to leave the party. She wasn't sure if Karen would be so forgiving to Raven for lying to Starfire. Hell, Raven wasn't even sure how forgiving she could be to herself. She sat down next to Karen, in front of the place mark labeled "Roy Harper". She rolled her eyes and switched the name tag with her own. If she was going to have to sit next to Roy at least she got to be close to Karen, the only other sane person at the table.

"Well, you've got a full night of Alfred-Approved festivities, so you better put on your big-girl panties and deal, because I am not sitting through this alone." Karen took a sip of her drink and glanced at Raven through her thick lashes. The unspoken question hung in the air between them and Raven fought to keep the blush from her face. Karen flashed a sly smile before speaking. "So… Roy?"

"Oh, you hush." Raven crossed her arms over her chest and slumped further into her seat. "He kept talking until I had to promise him something just to get him to shut up."

"And what was that promise?" Karen had to hold her glass in front of her lips to the wide grin that was spreading. Raven had half a mind to kick her in the shins. Anything would have been better than the snickers and giggles she was sure to get every time Roy got close to Raven. She glared at her friend before looking around for any sign of the red-headed menace. The coast was clear for now.

"You are asking for it tonight, Bee."

"I'm not the one off gallivanting with a copper-haired doofus." She shrugged and set her glass down. There was a short period of silence, and Raven knew that Karen was just reloading her ammo. Karen smirked at her friend. "Although… Really? Roy, Raven? I thought you had some kind of standard or something. Roy ranks high up there on my list of 'Men I Wouldn't Touch With a Ten-Foot Pole'."

"Karen." Raven raised an eyebrow and Karen stopped giggling, sensing the danger she had just put herself in. "I will personally tell Cyborg every juicy little detail of embarrassing information you have ever relayed to me if you do not hush your mouth right now."

"You wouldn't!"

"Try me."

Karen frowned and crossed her arms over her chest. "You're no fun, Rae."

"You have no idea how 'un-fun' I can be." Raven sighed and leaned forward to lay her head on the table. If she kept her mind occupied, the emotions and sensations weren't so bad. But the moment there was a lull in the conversation, Raven felt her stomach start to churn and the headache start. She took a long, slow breath and looked over at Karen, who looked like she was about to burst with some kind of juicy information. Raven sat up and raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to tell me, Bee?"

"Beast Boy said he saw you kissing Roy… and then Robin." Her smirk appeared again, but was quickly replaced by a frown, undoubtedly from the lack of color in Raven's face. Raven tried to keep herself from looking like a deer in headlights, but there wasn't much she could do. The biggest blabber-mouth in the universe had just seen a side of Raven that she wanted to keep under the darkest covers. Oh yes, Beast Boy's life ended tonight. There was a long pause and Karen leaned forward. "Rae… did you… really? I thought BB was just being stupid and trying to start something… I didn't think…?"

"Think what?" Cyborg's deep voice made Raven jump and she stared up at him, glad for the interruption. At least his presence would have distracted Raven from the nasty truth, which had somehow spread like wildfire. Cyborg smiled at her and handed Karen another drink. Raven tried to return the smile, but it didn't really reach her lips, let along her eyes. "Well, there's my girl. I've missed you. How've you been? I haven't seen you and Wonder Boy for a few days now. Did everything… work out?"

"Wait." Karen held up her hand and stared at Raven. "Days? You've been with Robin for days?"

"I… er…" Raven glared up at Cyborg's suddenly retreating form. That stupid bastard. How come he got to sneak out when Karen was locked and loaded? Raven glanced back at her friend and blushed. "He needed a break and I wanted to… help." Oh good Goddess, this was not coming out right at all. What was she thinking? "I wanted to be there for moral support. He needed a friend to help him… this all sounds very contrived doesn't it?" Karen nodded. "Look, Bee… nothing happened. I just happened to find Robin in the middle of a total mental break down and I couldn't leave him alone. He needed someone to help him and I was there first. So I helped him. You can't blame me for that."

"No, I guess I can't." There was another long pause and Karen watched Robin try to escape the reporter with very little luck. She frowned and turned back to Raven, her eyes dark with curiosity. "So, if you don't mind me asking, why didn't he ask for Starfire? I mean, aren't they dating?"

"It's… complicated." That was the understatement of the year, and now this whole situation had just gotten a hell of a lot more complicated. Raven rubbed her forehead before managing a glance at her friend. "He didn't want Starfire to see him the way he was. It's hard to explain… it's like when you see a rope that's been used so much that it frays, but you still use it. And you keep using it and it keeps fraying until… until it just breaks. And I guess Robin just broke." That wasn't a complete lie, at least Raven could credit herself for that much.

"Well, that explains why Starfire's been so attached to Garth. And why they came to the party together." Karen tapped a finger on her chin, thinking.

Raven's mind stopped to a halt, and she stared at her. "What? Starfire's been with Garth this whole time?"

"Mm-hm. I guess they've been communicating for a while… I'd say a month or two at least." Karen shrugged, as if this was old news. "I thought her and Robin's relationship was on the rocks, but I didn't say anything. Not to anyone but Sparky over there, and he obviously didn't say a word to you." There was another pause and she cocked her head to the side. "I thought you would have figured it out first, Raven. You're the one with the power to read and interpret emotions."

"I guess… I guess I didn't notice." Raven stared down at her place mark and fidgeted with the card-stock. She took a deep breath and leaned back into the chair. "I guess I shouldn't feel all the guilty then."

Karen nearly spit out her drink. She managed a swallow and she stared at Raven, her mouth agape. Oh no. What can of worms did Raven just open up? "You did kiss him? Or both of them? Or more? Good God, girl, what did you do?"

"Nothing!" Color flooded her face and Raven had to bury it in her hands. "I didn't do anything."

"You look real convincing right now." Karen rolled her eyes and leaned back in her own chair, her eyes boring into Raven. "I want to know details, now."

"No!" Raven saw Robin point to Clark and usher the annoying reporter away from him. He shook his head and started for the two girls, a small smile on his face. Raven felt heat rush into her cheeks again and she glanced at Karen. "Please, not now… later… tomorrow morning. I will tell you what you want to know tomorrow morning, I just can't take this right now."

Karen let the proposition hang between them before she shook her head in defeat. "Pft. Fine. But I better get all the details, and no skimping." She took another sip of her drink and frowned. At lease Raven managed to deter her inquisition for another night. That was just enough time to come up with some kind of believable story. Something Karen would enjoy but not question Raven about later. Whatever the hell that might be.

"Hey, sorry about that." Robin slid into the seat next to her. "That reporter can be a headache. I managed to pawn her off on Clark for a few minutes." He seemed impressed by his own ingenious and Raven forced herself to keep from hitting him. She hated it when he climbed up on his high horse.

"She looked enthralled to be within breathing distance of you." Karen grinned at him, and Robin chuckled. "It's been a long time, Wonder Boy, how've you been?"

"Fine. And you, Bee?"

"Oh, I'm good." Karen cast a sly glance, and Raven knew she was going to start something that shouldn't be started. She needed to find an escape route quickly, or she was sure to be in for a night of torture. Just what was Karen doing? "You know, my love life is fantastic, what about yours?"

Raven's mouth fell open and she stared at her friend. Did she just…? What was with her friends!? Were they all determined to derail her life tonight? She buried her face in her hands and tried to pretend she was anywhere but here. Anywhere but in the middle of a conversation about love lives. This was a nightmare. A goddess-forsaken nightmare.

Through her fingers, Raven could see that Robin didn't even let color touch his face. He just smiled slyly back at Karen and leaned back into the chair. "It's going just fine. Why do you ask?"

Karen swirled the contents of her glass and carried on the conversation as if they were discussing the weather. "I saw Star took Garth to the party tonight, so I was just curious."

"Oh, Star and I ended our relationship a few months ago. It was a mutual break."

"Oh?"

"She wanted to see other people, I was discovering a deeper interest somewhere else. We harbor no bad feelings against each other, we're still very good friends."

"Do you mind if I ask where this other interest is?"

"I'm getting a drink." Raven stood up abruptly and stared at Karen and then glared at Robin. She let the pause hang between them like a threat. "Don't talk about me while I'm gone." She turned and stepped toward the bar, trying to keep the emotions in her head down to a dull murmur. Sometimes it felt as if her best friends would turn out to be the worst friends at the same time. She rubbed her temples and stepped up to the bar. The boy behind it looked at her as if she had no business being here. She glared, heads were going to roll tonight, she could feel it. "I need something stiff and stat."

"Like?"

"A dirty martini."

"Make that two. You know, I never pegged you for a martini, least of all a dirty one." Roy's voice sounded behind her and he stepped up next to her. There was a long pause and he watched her for a few seconds before glancing back at their table. "I see you've managed to get away from Robin. I guess I lucked out, I don't have to sit next to him all night."

Raven turned and raised an eyebrow. "I switched our place cards. I'm sitting next to Karen if I have to kill you for it."

Roy laughed, but he didn't seem phased by the switch. He acted as if he would enjoy sitting next to the challenge. Raven had half a mind to kick him in the groin. "Well, I guess I'll take the battlefield this time, but only for you. And just this once."

"Gee, don't I feel special." There was a long period of silence and Raven glanced up at him. He was grinning down at her, and rolled her eyes and took her martini from the bartender and tipped him. "You leave me alone tonight, Roy."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll… I'll do something mean and very likely embarrassing."

Roy spread open his arms. "I'll be waiting."

Raven didn't say anything else to him and stormed off. She slid along the wall of the ballroom and ducked into now empty foyer. A few stragglers stared at her, and some older gentleman showed her a smile that made him want to punch him. She turned away and took a long deep breath, then a sip of her martini. Bruce came down the stairs and stared at her. Oh, good goddess, just what she needed, an angry grizzly. Raven stood up straight and felt color flood her face as he approached her. As massive as he was, Raven could see when Robin had inherited his good fashion sense. Bruce looked just as young and stunning as Robin did.

"Raven?" He placed a hand on her shoulder, and looked down into her eyes. Raven could feel the waved of concern flowing off him and she stared into his dark eyes. He frowned and shook his head, as if he were disappointed with himself. "I assumed this would be too much for your powers. I was hoping, but I shouldn't have put you at risk. You're on sensory overload aren't you?"

Raven blushed and managed to shake her head. "No, I just needed a break." She paused and tried to snatch on to some sensible words. "I'm fine as long as there is conversation… it's when there's a lull that my powers overload. I'll be fine, Bruce, I just needed a moment to recollect myself."

Bruce frowned as if that answer was unacceptable and she should be in bed resting herself from the overload of so many emotions. He shook his head and sighed, a ghost of a chuckle playing on his lips. He took a step away and stared down at her. "You are just as hard headed as Robin always said you were."

She frowned. "I don't know if I should take that as a compliment."

"You two are very much a like." Bruce adjusted his tuxedo and glanced in a mirror. He fiddled with the cuffs and then turned back to Raven. "Does it look alright?"

"You look fine, Bruce. I don't know why you're worried."

He shrugged. "Just making sure."

Raven managed a chuckled and she sat down in an empty chair, taking a deep breath. She was glad for the few minutes of silence, no matter how brief they were. The torrential storm of emotions swirling in the ballroom was enough to drive her mad, and her own emotions didn't help the situation at all. Just what had she done? There was a long pause as Bruce watched her for a few minutes. Finally he managed to break the silence. "Whatever happened out on the balcony is none of my concern, but I am warning you that Robin's heart is fragile when it comes to you. Just keep that in mind." Pause. "Come and join us when you can."

Raven felt color flood her face and she stared up at his massive retreating form. How fast did news travel anyway!?

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Well, there is chapter twelve. I promise something exciting will happen next chapter… at least I hope. We'll see! Tell me what you think and leave a review, I love to hear from you!