Chapter 2
Chloe checked herself out in the mirror again. The blue strapless dress that stopped just above the knees she had pick out to wear was perfect. She she checked hair and make up. It had been a while that she had gone a date. She couldn't remember the last time she dressed up. Once in a while she would put on nice clothes to see if Clark would notice. Clark being Clark would tell her that she looked very pretty and would leave it at that. Sometimes Clark could be just a guy.
She heard a car pull up to the house. She peaked out to see a brand new Charger stopped outside. The cars door opened and Bruce Wayne exited the car. He was dressed in a black suit with a gold tie. He had a dozen long stem white roses in his hand. She grabbed her handbag and notepad,after all this was a interview.
She opened the door and let Bruce in.
"You look very beautiful tonight and these are for you"He said and handed her the roses she took them and then took one to take with her..
"Last time I check the flower shop didn't have white roses."She said.
"They didn't I had them brought in from Gotham. You like them?"Bruce said.
"Oh, there lovely thank you."She said.
"Shall we go?"he asked.
"Let's."She said. He offered his arm and she took it. He opened the door for her and let her in the car. Then they left. Chloe noticed that they were headed to the airport.
"We going towards the airport?"She asked.
"We need to go to the airport to take the jet to Metropolis"He said.
"Metropolis."Chloe said.
"I was thinking about dinner at Le Flours."Bruce said.
"Okay,sounds great."Chloe said.
Twenty minutes later Chloe and Bruce were at Le Flours, It was a awesome place,gold,sliver and crystal was everywhere. They walked to the Waiter
"I'm sorry sir but we are all booked."He explained. Bruce leaned in close the Waiter and whispered into his ear. The man nodded a few times and then smiled. Chloe was confused by the conversion,it soon ended.
"Right this way sir, madam."he said and then led Bruce and Chloe to table. Bruce pulled out Chloe's chair for her and she sat down. Then he sat down. The man handed each of them a menu and left.
"What did you tell him?"Chloe asked.
Bruce smiled. "I told him I owed the place."Bruce said.
"Do you?"Chloe asked.
"I will tomorrow morning."Bruce said. Chloe smiled. They ordered and Bruce chose a great wine. After a few minutes Chloe felt it was time to start her interview. She pulled out her notepad.
"I take its time to get to work?"Bruce asked.
"If its fine with you."She said.
"By all means."He said.
"Alright, when were you born?"She asked.
"May 27th."He answered.
"How tall are you?"
"6'2''"
"How much do you weight?"
"210 ILBS."
"What collage are you attending?"
"Princeton."
"How old are your parents"
Bruce didn't answer. He justed looked at the wine glass in front of him.
"I'm sorry did I say something thing wrong?"Chloe asked.
"No,no its fine it's just that their dead."He said.
"I'm sorry."Chloe said.
"It's okay,whats your next question."Bruce said.
"What businesses do you run?"She asked.
"There's Wayne Enterprises its a investment company,Wayne Applied Sciences Division and the Wayne foundation a charity group. Plus other businesses."He said.
"What do you like to do for fun?"
"Cave diving,hang gliding,dangerous stuff."
"What are your interests?"
"I'm fascinated by the criminal mind."
"Really,why?"
"You know why criminals prey on people?"
"No why"Chloe asked. There was certainly more to this millionaire playboy.
"Fear,they use fear to hunt they're prey. They rob someone they use a gun. However the criminal superstitious and cowardly lot. They're more scared the unknown."Bruce said. "You see Chloe there's something inside each of us that make us all criminals,the thing is some us choose to suppress it,while others choose to embrace it."
"Clark would disagree with you."Chloe said. "Clark says that all of us are good,but certain things make us do bad things."
"I take it Clark doesn't get off the farm much."Bruce asked.
"Clark just likes to believe in people"Chloe said.
"Your eyes light up when you talk about him,you have feelings for him don't you?"Bruce asked.
"Yes, but Clark only notices one girl."Chloe said.
"Lana Lang?"Bruce said.
"Yeah,he's had a crush on her for as I've know him."Chloe said.
"I have you told him how you feel."Bruce said.
"No,I think it would hurt our friendship."Chloe said.
"You that's one of the oldest lines in the book."Bruce said.
"Really."Chloe said.
"It's a double edged sword,you say you want to save the friendship but inside you want to take the risk."Bruce said.
"So how come you don't have a girlfriend.?"Chloe asked.
"I didn't want to risk the friendship."Bruce said.
Bruce pulled his car to a stop at Chloe's house. They walked to the door. Chloe hugged Bruce.
"I had a great time tonight."She said.
"So did I we might have to do this again."Bruce said.
"How about we met at the Talon for coffee?"Chloe said.
"I loved to but I got a meeting with Lionel Luther tomorrow,how about lunch."Bruce said.
"Lunch sounds great."Chloe said. Bruce kissed Chloe on the cheek. He looked into her eyes. Then their lips met . Chloe teased his lips. He deepened the kiss. It grew more intense until the need for air was too great.
"Stay"Chloe said.
"I can't remember"Bruce said. Chloe licked her lips and nodded. Bruce gently kissed her again.
"I'll see you at lunch."Bruce said.
"Good night."Chloe said.
Bruce got into his car and drove away. Chloe watched him go. Then she went inside. she went to her computer and turned it on. She got on the Gotham Globe website. She typed in Bruce Wayne. A list came up she looked at it then she clicked on the second one. The page loaded. Chloe was shocked as she read the head line.
"DR. THOMAS WAYNE AND WIFE MURDERED ONLY CHILD UNHARMED".
She read on:
Dr. Thomas Wayne,33 and wife Martha,31 were shot and killed tonight by a unknown robber during a robbery. The only person to survive unharmed was the Wayne's only child a son named Bruce.
Chloe then looked at the picture. It was a young Bruce his face set in stone a grim mask on his face. His eyes filled not with fear or sadness but rage,pure unbridled rage. There was not tears in his eyes, in fact his eyes looked as if no tears ever formed. No pain at seeing his parents killed in front of him. All there was just pure rage.
Chloe stopped looking at the screen. She couldn't look at it anymore. The rage in his eyes scared the hell out of her.
"Just who are you really, Bruce Wayne."Chloe asked herself.
TO BE CONUTINED...