Chapter 4

Meanwhile, in downtown Gotham city Frost was sat stuck in traffic. "Jeez what's the hold up" he mumbled to himself. He couldn't see just exactly what or who it was that was bringing the traffic to a complete halt and stand still.

While he waited he cycled through the radio stations until he found a song he could half stand listening too.

Once he found one he liked, he started drumming and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel in time to the beat, which wasn't for long as the song soon ended rather abruptly, being replaced with an anxious radio host, ready to announce urgent breaking news.

Frost let out a loud over-exaggerated sigh before muting the stereo and reaching over into the glove compartment to rummage through some CD's.

No sooner had he found one that looked promising, he jumped banging his head on the dash at the sight of Harley who manoeuvred herself with ease into the car via the passenger side window that he had forgotten and neglected to shut.

Harley looked very coy, smug and pleased with herself. "Hi Frosty" she said with a wide cheeky grin. "Miss me?" She asked innocently. She sat looking at him as if she expected him to applaud her magnificent entrance.

"Oh um, hey there Harls.. You know you almost gave me a heart attack there.." frost laughed nervously adjusting the top of his collar.

"Well. This was.. Unexpected" he went on.

"The best surprises always are - don't ya think?" She said whilst smiling and twirling what looked like bubblegum between her thumb and forefinger.

She noticed frost looking at it and said "want some?" Taking it out of her mouth and offering him the gum.

"Um, No thanks. I'll pass." Frost shook his head whilst smiling, trying to be polite.

"Suit yaself!" Harley replied, slightly offended and turning to look the other way.

"Anyway! Have you seen the picture I sent Mister J?" Harley asked.

"Er no, can't say I have.. In all honesty I don't think any pictures sent between you and J is something for my eyes" he tried to maintain eye contact "or anybody else's for that matter" he added.

Harley made a pouty face and turned her head to the side, considering his words before lifting herself up in the seat and reaching into her back pocket to retrieve her phone.

"True." She said. "But you're not just anybody" she said smiling, her tongue protruding in a cheeky manner as she bopped his nose gently with her finger "Here." She said thrusting the phone into his hand but still, Johnny refused to look.

Harley rolled her eyes and sighed once more before taking the phone back off him "Look! Silly." She held it up infront of his face, waving it so that he was forced to look. "Don't worry! It's not dirty.." She assured.

Frost reluctantly done as he was told and looked at the image. It wasn't like he had a choice anyway but at least she was right, it wasn't some sordid revealing picture of her like his imagination had both accused and suggested.

It was in fact the very same image she had sent the joker earlier that evening of a car, just like his except with the giant mallet shaped hole in the centre of the windscreen.

A look of anxiety spread across Johnny's face. "You're not.. Actually.. Going to do that.. Are you?" He asked.

"No" Harley said with an air of honesty, studying her painted nails. "Not if YOU listen carefully." She said seductively suddenly turning to face him, stroking his face slowly.

Frost gulped. "O-okay" given the moment it was just about the only word that he could manage.

Harley stalked effortlessly over onto his lap before taking his tie in both hands and pulling him slowly towards her. "We wouldn't want our bossy-wossy too get crossy-wossy with ussy wussy now, would we?" She pouted and twisted her head side to side.

Frost closed his eyes and exhaled slowly so that he couldn't see her. He lifted his hands up. Sure he could feel her but if he couldn't see her then maybe he could just pretend this wasn't actually happening right now.

Nope that wasn't going to work.

"Harley..." frost licked his lips trying to regain some control in the situation.

"Yeah?" She replied sweetly leaning in dangerously close, so close that her cleavage made contact with his hands which he had been holding up in an act of surrender.

"Please.. Get off me.." he said trying to sound more confident than he actually was.

Harley done as she was told and returned to the passenger seat. "What's the matter?" She asked. "Don't you like me?" She said with an air of sadness.

Upon opening his eyes he seen she was bent over, back purposefully arched to accentuate and compliment her curves. He immediately covered his eyes as she laughed and laughed at how easy he was to wind up.

"It's not funny Harls.. If J could see you right now he would-"

"He would what?" Harley asked pretending to be dumb, returning to her seat.

The sound of several horns blared and interrupted them. Frost hadn't realised the traffic was now flowing steadily once again.

"Come on! Whaddaya waitin' for frosty!? Let's go already!" Harley shouted.

Once again, Johnny had no choice but too obey.