Flying back to the beach house with Kara's arm around her stomach holding her tightly. Cat's senses are overwhelmed. Not only can she feel Kara's heartbeating and the swell of her breasts against her back but also Kara's breathing in her ear. Everything is so intoxicating combined with the fact that they are flying above the ocean and the sunset is sending out rays of gold across the water blurring the horizon. Cat closes her eyes a moment, and then suddenly they are touching down near her house and Kara releases her. Unable to take the loss of contact, Cat steps back in close and wraps her arms around her and pulls her back in to kiss her.
Kara pulls away slowly, "Now who's kissing who senseless?" She teases.
"Come inside. I'll set dinner out. You're right, flying does stir up an appetite," Cat replies grinning at her and biting her lip.
Kara heads back to the guest room and quickly changes out of her super suit and back into the sundress and sandals, returning, she offers to help Cat set the table.
Cat glances at her as she hands her a salad bowl, then stops when she realizes that Kara has changed clothes already.
"Now I understand how you managed to never be late for work in two years," Cat remarks.
Kara laughs. "Now you do know all my secrets," she jests.
"I find that hard to believe," Cat replies setting the pasta dish on the table.
"This looks fantastic," Kara replies looking over the table.
"Maria is an excellent cook, I just hope we didn't let it sit too long," Cat replies taking a sip of her wine.
"Kara, you're my guest. I don't let guests in the kitchen," Cat had said trying to shoo her away.
"I wasn't raised to be a guest," Kara replies setting the plates beside the sink. "Besides this is the extent of my helpfulness in the kitchen," she teases pressing herself up against Cat as she stands at the sink.
Cat turns around to face her, "This is not helpful, this is distracting," she remarks raising an eyebrow in question.
Kara steps back and in a flash, the table is cleared and the dishwasher is loaded before Cat even takes a breath.
"Okay, that is helpful, yet still distracting," Cat confesses as Kara pins her against the counter again.
"I never said that I wasn't distracting," Kara replies leaning in to kiss her again.
"Kara, this has to stop. We can't," Cat protests gently.
"I disagree," Kara replies crossing her arms and leaning against the counter.
"Disagree all you want, just stop doing that," Cat replies gesturing at her.
"Stop what, Cat? I'm just standing here," Kara points out.
"You are standing there looking at me like I'm... I'm not what you want Kara." Cat protests. "I am jaded and bitter. I have two failed marriages. Relationships are not my thing, just forget about this okay?" she asks.
Kara uncrosses her arms and steps towards her, wrapping her arms around the smaller woman, "Cat," she says softly in her ear. "I want this with you. You're the first person to know me, all of me. And I think that I probably know you better than anyone else that you've been with." Kara points out.
For all the bravado of her rant, Cat sighs and melts into her arms, burying her face into Kara's neck.
Kara lifts Cat up into her arms and carries her over to the couch. Setting her down gently, Kara sinks down beside her. "I think talking is the problem," she says leaning in to kiss her again and pushing back onto the couch.
"Kara," Cat says pulling away. "Stop," she adds sitting back up.
"Okay, then I'm leaving," Kara says turning away abruptly. "This push and pull is too much," she exclaims in frustration.
"Don't be so dramatic," Cat sighs. "I just meant that we should stop and discuss this," she adds smoothing her slacks down. "Perhaps it's possible for us to do this and still act professionally in the office," she suggests.
Driving back to the city the next day with Cat beside her, Kara cannot stop smiling. While they agreed to take it slow, they still spent the night together in each other's arms talking and cuddling and eventually sleeping. Kara has never experienced this before, at least not like this, not with someone who knows who she really is. Reaching out for Cat's hand she takes it and squeezes it gently.
Sitting beside Kara in the open convertible, Cat is actually thankful that they can't talk any longer. Unable to believe that she has agreed to this and she can't stop thinking about the many ways it could and probably will go wrong. Feeling overwhelmed and about to turn and ask Kara to pull over, she's surprised when the girl reaches out and takes her hand, squeezing it softly and smiling at her sweetly. That is going to be their downfall, Cat realizes. Kara is an open book. All she'll have to do is look at Cat like that one time and everyone will know this secret. Turning away, Cat closes her eyes to shut out everything but the feel of this beautiful amazing girl who adores her.
Pulling up to Cat's building, Kara throws the vehicle into park and turns to help Cat with her things.
"Come up for a minute?" Cat asks.
"Sure, I'll just move the car," Kara replies.
"No it's fine there," Cat answers before turning to the concierge, "Steven, my assistant will be back down in a moment, please make sure her vehicle is still here when she gets back."
"I won't be long," Kara says adding a smile.
Stepping into the elevator with Cat, Kara presses the button for the Penthouse and punches in the code which takes the car to the top floor without stopping.
Kara turns to her, "I know what you're going to say," she begins. "And I still don't agree."
Cat huffs and crosses her arms. "We'll talk when we get upstairs," she replies firmly.
Kara turns to her and smiles, before taking a step closer and playfully leaning in so their bodies are almost touching.
Cat moves away from her, trying to act annoyed, but a smile plays lightly across her lips as Kara takes another step closer.
The doors open and Cat playfully shoves Kara out first, "Inside, we need to talk," Cat says her voice straining to be serious.
Kara punches in the code and opens the door and follows Cat into the room. She sets the bags down and Cat looks at her and keeps walking down the hall. Kara sighs and picks them up again and follows her to her room.
"Wow, this room is bigger than my whole apartment," Kara remarks entering Cat's bedroom.
Cat turns around, "Ground rules. No looking at me like that at the office for one," she remarks. "Two, you cannot be playful either. Cat Grant is not playful, well not at work. Can you do those two things?"
Kara wipes the smile from her face and replies simply, "Of course Ms Grant, will that be all?" she asks.
Cat nods confused.
"Great, then I'll just let myself out and I'll see you in the morning," Kara replies backing out of the room.
"Kara?" Cat rushes after her worried that she's gone too far.
"Ha, got you!" Kara replies pinning her against the wall and kissing her.
"Oh my god, I thought you were upset," Cat replies pulling back from the kiss.
"I was channeling my inner Cat Grant," Kara teases.
"MOM!" Carter calls out entering the penthouse.
"He's early," Cat replies nervously.
"Kara?" Carter says surprised to see her.
"Hey Carter," Kara says greeting him casually.
"Kiera thank you for bringing those files over," Cat replies. Then turning to Carter, she bends down to greet him, "Hello my beautiful boy, you're home early. Did something happen with your grandparents?"
"Not really, I just wanted to come home so I told them I had homework," he explains. "Mom, can Kara stay and play a game with us?"
"Not today Carter, we, I just got back from the beach house," Cat explains.
"I'll take a rain check Carter," Kara replies going over to him and ruffling his hair. "See you in the morning Ms Grant," she adds.
"I'll see you out," Cat says following Kara out to the elevator. "I'm sorry, I thought we'd have a little more time. But we'll have lunch tomorrow," she says leaning in to kiss her.
"Oh Ms Grant, what are you doing?" Kara says playfully.
"That isn't funny Kara," Cat says frowning at her.
"It's a little funny," Kara replies planting a quick kiss on her lips before stepping into the elevator and winking at her.
Cat crosses her arms and smiles as the doors close.
"Mom? Did something happen between you and Kara?" Carter asks.
"No honey, why would you ask that?" Cat asks.
"You never walk her out," he points out.
"Oh Carter, you interrupted our conversation that's all," Cat explains easily. "Now tell me all about your weekend," she says placing a hand on his shoulder.
"She's here," Kara issues her usual warning to Winn as she prepares for Cat to exit her elevator.
Striding towards her office, Cat lowers her sunglasses as she pauses to look over Kara, "New look? I don't hate it," she remarks before snatching the latte out of the girl's hand and continuing into her office.
Winn looks from Kara to Cat and shakes his head. Something's different with them, but he's not sure what it is.
"Kiera!" Cat calls from her desk.
Grabbing her tablet, Kara rushes into the office to find Cat standing with her back to her.
"You're testing me now?" Cat says over her shoulder.
"What? No, Ms Grant, I wouldn't do that," Kara replies confused.
"You've worked for me for two years Kara, and this is at least the third new ensemble, that I've seen in over a week," Cat remarks turning around slowly.
"Uh, okay that's a funny story actually," she snort laughs.
Cat cringes at the sound, sorry now that she asked.
"So there was a small fire at my apartment and some of my clothes were damaged," Kara explains.
"Fine, we'll discuss this later. But that skirt is a bit short for the office," Cat says glancing quickly at her before looking back up at the tv above her.
"Oh my god, you are distracted by my skirt," Kara blurts out softly.
Cat frowns. "That will be all Kiera," she says loudly.
Sitting down at her desk, Cat begins shuffling files around, "Where is that file?" she mutters going through the stack of files on her desk. Cat's phone buzzes beside her and she unlocks it to see a message from Kara.
"It's in your bag, you had it with you this weekend."
"Thank you," Cat replies out loud. "Wait, you can seriously hear everything I'm saying right now?" She asks.
"Yes and you look like a crazy person who's talking to herself," Kara texts, adding a smiley face.
Cat groans at the message and then mutters, "Good to know."
Picking up a pair of her glasses Cat bends down to get the file from her bag as she sits back up a big smile spreads across her face.
Kara glances in and sees the smile and begins shaking her head as she watches Cat spin her chair around to face her big screen.
Two can play at this game Cat thinks to herself.
"Don't think I don't know why you stopped wearing cardigans to the office, you've been teasing me for weeks now with tight skirts and form fitting blouses," Cat teases playfully, her back to the bullpen.
Cat looks down at her phone. "Ground rule two was no playing in the office," Kara reminds her.
"Fair point," Cat replies still tapping the arm of her glasses against her lip. This will be harder than I thought, she realizes.