Selina Kyle sat on her couch, petting Miss Kitty, who was lying on her lap.

She heard a knock at the door. She got up expediently, inadvertently making Miss Kitty tumble on to her back on the carpet. She rushed to the door and stopped in front of it.

"Who is it?" Selina chirped.

Bruce, on the the other side looked down both ends of the hall to make sure no one was near. He then leaned into the door.

"I'm Batman."

Selina cackled. She opened the door.

"Hey Pumpkin."

"Hey Kitten."

Bruce stood there his hands in his pockets smiling. She thought he looked like a hunk. Bruce took a second to take her in as well. She was wearing loose socks, a pair of faded blue skinny jeans, and a black tank top that exposed her lower midriff and belly button.

He knew she picked out that oufit deliberately. People don't just lounge around in skinny jeans-

"My eyes are up here, sweetie."

Bruce chuckled and took a step forward. He was now standing right in front of her. He caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers on his right hand. He looked into her bright green eyes.

"Okay, I'm looking at 'em."

Selina kissed his hand. she then gently grabbed his shirt and pulled him inside. Bruce closed the door behind them. When he turned back to Selina, she kissed his lips.

Bruce rested his forehead against Selina's, their eyes closed.

"You fed them dinner." Selina whispered.

"Hrm?"

"My babies. You fed them dinner. They get the tuna for breakfast. You fed them the chicken with gravy. That's dinner."

Bruce pulled away. Selina opened her eyes.

"I was trying to be nice!"

"I know hon. It was nice."

She took his hand and led him to the couch. She sat him down.

"You hungry?" she asked, starting toward the fridge. He watched her hips and shoulders shifting with every step.

"Yeah, I haven't eaten since this morning."

"What're you in the mood for?" Selina chirped from the fridge.

"Maybe just a greek yogurt for now. I don't want us to fill up just yet."

"Why not?" Selina asked, pulling out two cups of yogurt from her fancy smart fridge.

"I thought maybe we could have dinner at my house."

Selina approached the couch, brandishing two yogurt cups with a spoon in each. She handed one to him. She then sat down. Bruce shovelled a spoonful into his mouth. Selina bit a spoonful herself.

"Hm." Bruce grunted with amusement inadvertently.

"What?"

"Oh...uh... nothing."

"Come on." Selina grinned and nudged his knee with her foot.

"This yogurt is grape."

"Uh-hunh?"

"It just... It kinda reminds me of the flavored lipstick you wear when you're Catwoman."

Selina's devious grin turned into a blushing smile.

"You're sweet."

"No... but I try."

Bruce looked at his watch. It was already almost seven.

"We should get going-"

Bruce began before his watch vibrated intensely.

"You're vibrating." Selina pointed out coyly.

Bruce raised an eyebrow, "I noticed."

He pressed the face down, popping it open, revealing a small ear piece. He inserted it into his ear.

"Yeah?" Bruce replied angrily.

Selina continued to nonchalantly eat her yogurt. Bruce listened to the voice in his ear for a minute before taking his finger off the piece.

"That...was the League. I... I have to go..." Bruce informed her regretfully, "rain check?"

"Rain check. Go be a good guy."

Bruce rushed to the door and paused. He rushed back to the back of the couch, kissed Selina's temple, then rushed back to the door and walked out.