A/N: Thanks to "DazzledInDarkness, Countess Turner, Wand Maker Extrodinare, JazzTrumpet, Batman'ssidekick 15, OfLoveAndLust", for reviewing it made my day! Anywho, I changed my penname to "Vilofied", thanks to the creative mind of DazzledInDarkness. Also thanks to Countess Turner for her help on this story as well. Luv ya all!!

Chapter 8: Pouring Hearts Out

I fluttered my eyes open to the sudden burst of sunshine through the large windows. My mind tried to set in, what happened last night? Was it all just a dream? No, it wasn't, I was still in my red dress, my black curls were out of control, giving me that wild sexy look. Maybe I was a bit tipsy from last night that my mind was vivid, and only remembered parts. But like a sudden stroke of lightning, I recalled all the events that led up to where I was now. The dinner party, fake people that had swarmed around me like bees, Bruce walking in with two models in each arm. I shuddered in anger as I recalled one of the sluts caressing his handsome face. And then my encounter with Batman. He was something else, a strong force that came when I needed it.

Taking a moment to breathe, I looked around the room. The same as always, with that sent of lavender. My eyes landed on the vanity, where a note was placed. I flung my legs over the bed and went to retrieve the note.

Good morning Vi,

I trust you slept well. You must be thinking what will you tell me, what excuse you will give me as to why you ended up here. Don't worry about it, a friend told me you were here, that you needed a safe place. I am content to know that Wayne manor was a safe place for you. Now, take a shower and get dressed, I will meet you down by the gazebo in the garden.

Bruce.

He knew. I was glad he did because I would not have to come up with a lame excuse, either way I had no idea what I was going to tell him. I shrugged and went over to the dresser where my blue dress from the other incident was nicely pressed and cleaned. Some how I manage to leave clothes behind here, for my peace of mind I knew that Alfred and Bruce wouldn't complain. But this shouldn't happen again. I am not married to Bruce, wishing that I was does not change the fact that I am married to Jasper.

I turned the water on to hot. I felt relaxed as I stepped in, the water soothed me, being here in his home soothed me. I wondered what he will say to me, does he have any idea that I am angry with him. That Batman leaving me here in his home was just a moment of weakness. Easily enough, Batman could have taken me to my penthouse, but I chose here. I had a feeling that Batman knew more about me than I knew about him.

After the warm relaxing shower, I stepped out, dried and dressed myself. I let my curled black waves flow freely, I knew Bruce loved it that way. I took one last glance in the mirror, I looked fresh and clean, like a new person. That was my goal to start clean with Bruce, maybe try to understand more as to why he left. Closure would be my goal and to get the answer to my burning question out of him.

I was glad that he was already waiting for me, sitting in one of the chairs reading the newspaper. The way he looked made me lose my breath, gasp for air. Even in a casual pair of dark washed jeans and a black sweater made him look irresistible, I loved the sweater, it made his well toned torso a bit visible. When I met him, I wasn't just attracted to the physical aspect of Bruce, but his mind. His personality was sharp and sexy. He was kind but could shoot daggers without a moments notice, he would do whatever it takes to do good and do what is necessary. How handsome he was, was just a plus.

"Good morning". I greeted him with a smile on my face. He smirked back making me beam inside.

"Good morning, are you hungry?" Bruce asked

"Famished actually". I replied sitting down taking a sip of the orange juice. Alfred arrived just in time with a tray filled with chocolate chip pancakes. They both knew it was my favorite, I was happy to know that they always took me into consideration. "Alfred these look great!"

"Thank you Miss Violet". He smiled and placed two pancakes on my plate, then setting a small bowl of fruit at the side.

"No, thank you". I patted Alfred's hand. His smile was still upon his face when he finished serving Bruce and headed back into the house.

We sat there quietly eating, Bruce resumed reading his newspaper. I ate, while flipping through an issue of Vogue. I thanked Alfred in my head, the man did take care of me too much. He was like the father I never had, and for that I loved him dearly. The way Bruce and I looked was unreal, a dream that I wished would come true, Bruce and I together enjoying eachothers company. For a moment it was like before, sitting in silence but we both knew exactly what we were thinking. Nothing was said, only a few gazes and that said it all. We finished soon enough, Bruce put his paper down and watched me as I read. I could hear his chuckle as I furrowed my brows at the article in the magazine. I finally looked up.

"What is so amusing?" I asked laughing myself.

"You". He replied taking hold of my hand from across the table. I was taken by surprise, my hand moved from his touch. "Sorry".

"Its okay". I looked away from his gaze. Stupid, why did I move away from him, after I wanted to feel his touch.

Bruce stood from the table and walked to where I was sitting, he held out his hand to mine. "Lets take a walk".

"Sure". I replied a bit confused.

We walked along the dirt path leading up to a small temple, that was aligned with rows and rows of statues of Greek gods. Vines covered every inch of the stone walls, flowers bloomed everywhere. At the distant corner of the temple was a small fountain that gushed water out quietly, the trickling making you relax a bit. Bruce led me over to the bench and we both sat down, facing eachother. Then, I mustered up the courage to ask him.

"Bruce".

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you something, it will soothe my peace of mind and maybe yours". I replied looking at him sincerely, he could see the truth in my eyes.

"Okay, go on".

"Do you think of me when we are not together? Because I do". I said . To my surprise he caressed my cheek.

"All the time. Vi, not a day went by that I didn't think of you. In fact you are on my mind every single day. You keep me up at night".

To hear him say those words lifted a million pounds off my back, I was relieved. I knew it, but I kept tormenting myself, it was foolish. I was content to know that I was still there in his thoughts and heart. I never forgot Bruce, for ten years I carried this burden around.

"You do the same to me. Why didn't you come back for me or even looked for me?" Tears began to pour from my eyes, he wiped one off with his hand.

"Because I didn't think you would want to be with me anymore. That you had shut me out of your life completely. When I saw you with Jasper that day, I had come to terms with it, I tried accepting the fact that I had lost you, but I couldn't". Bruce sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "And the other night you were here, when you played our song, I knew that you still haven't given up on me yet".

"Its true I haven't, but I can't fully trust you yet Bruce. That will take time". I replied sternly. I couldn't just give him my heart again, to tear it apart like he did ten years ago even though he still loves me. I need to be sure of trust and at the moment not yet.

"I am willing to wait as long as it takes". He replied. Then in one swift bold move he brought me closer to him, pulling me onto his lap. His lips collided with mine with need and want. Here we are pouring our hearts out onto eachother. We longed for a moment like this, to just hold eachother. As my heat began to rise, I wrapped my hands around neck tighter while his grip on my waist became tighter as well. Bruce let out a small moan against my lips. I lost my breath when he did that, I pulled back. Bruce wanted more of me so he began trailing kisses along my neck, one of his hands caressed my right curve, making me press my body to his, to get closer.

Out of nowhere I decided to stop, it can't get out of control like this. "Bruce". I said breathlessly as he continued his sweet minstrations. "I can't...we shouldn't do this right now".

He looked at me and understood, it was moving way too fast. I was married for heaven's sake! But I loved another man."Yes, you're right".

We walked back to Wayne manor hand in hand. Bruce didn't let go, and I didn't want him to. But I was glad to know that his heart belonged to me. Hopefully, this time his obsession won't get the best of him and ruin us once more. We had so many obstacles ahead, but we will face them together.