Standing on the steps of Wayne Manor on the sunny morning Selina wondered just how she had gotten to this point. She had left the event in such a hurry she had completely forgotten to grab her wrap. She had fully expected a message to arrive requesting she send a messenger to pick it up. When the messenger had arrived it had been a request to join Alfred to join him for tea. He added his regrets that Master Bruce would not be able to join them. She was pathetically grateful for that.

She had also avoided seeing Tiger – Batman, she had avoided seeing Batman for several weeks. Possibly she should consider leaving town and she would never have to see either one of them again. There was serious thought to just resting her head against the beautiful old door of Wayne Manor and weeping at the current situation she found herself in – when, HOW, had Selina Kyle, Catwoman, find herself wrapped up and thrown in a tizzy over two men? One who was a philandering, drunken playboy? He hadn't seemed like a drunken playboy with that hard, strong body the other night, had he? A traitorous corner of her mind whispered. Yes, that did bear some consideration. Why exactly did a philandering, drunken playboy have a body and strength like that?

She shook herself out of her thoughts just as the door opened to reveal Alfred. "Ah, Miss Selina. You made it."

"Alfred. It is so good to see you again." She beamed at him and leaned in to kiss his cheek. He blushed slightly and ushered her into the Manor pulling the door closed behind her. "I was surprised by the invitation."

"We had such a lovely chat when you were here last. When I discovered you had left your wrap I took it as a sign that I should invite you over in a more casual setting for tea." He smiled gently at her. He'd seen her virtual race away from Bruce out of the ballroom. "I trust nothing untoward occurred forcing you to rush away and forget it in your haste."

"Oh no, of course not." She lied. "It was such a beautiful night that when I left I simply forgot I had brought it."

"Excellent. Follow me then. We'll have a spot of tea while we wait for the brownies to come out of the oven. "

"Brownies? You made brownies? Oh, Alfred. I think I'm in love." The butler laughed and continued on his way. Selina hurried to follow him.

Sometime later when Bruce pushed open the door to the kitchen the most intriguing sight sat before him on a kitchen stool. Selina Kyle sat there in a 50s style sundress. It was black and covered in red cherries. The top was a halter style and showed off the creamy skin of well-toned arms and shoulders. Her long black hair was scooped up into a pony tail and tied with a red scarf. A pair of heels the colour of the cherries completed the ensemble. She was sitting with her profile to him.

The scene should have been completely innocent except for the fact that she was current chewing one of Alfred's double dark brownies. The look on her face was anything but innocent. The moan that slid out between her lips after she swallowed was certainly not innocent. He wanted nothing more than to pin her back against the kitchen island and kiss the remaining crumbs off her lips. Then likely do any other thing she would let him to her body.

"Master Bruce. How good of you to join us!" Bruce hadn't even known Alfred had been in the kitchen with them. Selina's gaze jerked to his but if anything the arousal in her eyes heightened. Finally her eyes jerked away from his.

"I'm sorry Alfred I really need to go." She slid off the stool and tried to make her way past Bruce and out the door. He was a huge man, however, and she brushed against him as she went.

He pulled her up against him and leaned down for the kiss. His mouth captured hers, gently probing until she opened to him. They both were lost to the heat and the rush, the insistence of body and mind that they stay to get lost as the blood thundered in their ears. She pulled away first one hand firmly planted on his chest and he released her reluctantly.

"You taste like chocolate." He told her softly.

She backed away, spun, and headed for the front of the house. Bruce stayed frozen in the doorway to the kitchen.

Alfred watched in him in amusement. "Well, I'm sure she's forgotten her wrap again."