Conversations on a Balcony
50
A/N: Can you believe we've made it to 50? Haha! I'll keep going as long as I can think of things to write about.
Cat nodded at her driver as she slid out of the sleek, black limo. Then she turned and helped her wife, grasping her by the elbows and steadying her gently.
Kara chuckled softly. "Honey, thank you, but I'm ok." She straightened the silk of her deep blue, knee-length dress over her neat baby bump and then took Cat's hand, lacing their fingers together as they began the short ascent into the Grand Mariner Hotel.
"I know you are," the older woman replied with a smile. She flinched a little as camera flashes went off around them. "But humor me?"
The hero smiled indulgently and then abruptly stopped walking as a microphone appeared in front of her. "Miss Danvers," the reporter said. "You look beautiful. How are you feeling?"
Kara smiled brightly. "It's Danvers-Grant and thank you. I'm doing very well," she replied, letting her hand run over her bump. She looked lovingly at Cat then. "We're ALL doing very well," she amended.
"When is the baby due?" Another reporter jumped in. "And have you chosen a name?"
Cat nodded. "Yes, we've chosen a name, but we'll release that in a statement after the birth."
"So, no issues in your marriage after the rumors that Cat was having an affair, Kara?"
The younger woman froze and then bristled but Cat squeezed her hand, her voice lowering to a purr. "I taught you better than to embarrass yourself by throwing out a question that belongs in a gossip column, Tom. Now if you'll excuse us, we have an award show to go to."
They made their way into the hotel but, before taking their seats, Cat led Kara by the hand, out through the double doors onto the function room's balcony. She wrapped her arms around her wife and kissed her gently as they slowly swayed together. "I love this balcony," she said softly.
"Me too," the hero replied, stroking the back of Cat's neck with her fingertips. "So many amazing memories."
"I wanted to talk to you before the evening gets away from us. We have an opportunity to buy this hotel and I wanted to see what you think," the older woman added.
"Do you want to buy it just because you love its balcony?" Kara asked with a teasing smile.
"Not JUST because of the balcony," Cat replied with a grin. "I've been wanting to invest in a property like this for a while now. Since the owner is selling and she's an old friend of mine, she's given us first refusal."
"How much does she want for it?" the younger woman asked.
"Two hundred million."
Kara nodded. "Is that a good price?"
"For a two-hundred room, five-star hotel in downtown National City, yes, it's a very good price," Cat replied. "It hasn't gone on the market yet and she's doing us a favor because I'm pretty sure she could get more."
"What would we do with a hotel?" the hero asked curiously.
"Dance together on this balcony, for one thing," her wife replied with a little grin. "But really, business would just go on as usual. It's another property to add to our portfolio and a legacy for our children."
"You had me at 'for our children'," Kara chuckled, ducking her head a little to kiss her wife. "If you think this is a good idea, then you know I'll support your decision."
"It's OUR decision, Kara," the CEO replied, cupping the younger woman's cheek. "And we won't invest without your agreement. I'll arrange a tour for us both and make sure all the paperwork is sent to you for review before anything is signed."
"I love you," Kara said simply. "Have I told you that today?" She suddenly sucked in a breath then, eyes wide.
"What? What is it?" Cat asked worriedly. "Kara, are you ok? Talk to me."
"She kicked," the younger woman said, awestruck as she put her hand on her bump. "I've felt little flutters over the past few days but that was definitely a kick."
"Twenty-four weeks, right on schedule," the older woman grinned. A moment later, Kara felt another sharp bump against her palm.
"Cat," Kara whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "Oh my God, I can feel her." She pressed her body against her wife's and Cat smiled as she felt the kicks against her own abdomen.
"Yeah," she whispered, holding Kara tightly. Then she eased back to grin at her. "Maybe Abby is telling us to buy a hotel."
"Maybe she is," Kara replied with a chuckle, resting her head on her wife's shoulder.
