Batman's Pov
She wanted me to exaggerate more? I could see her sarcasm in it, she didn't mean the actual term of exaggeration. She knew that I meant it when I said she was beautiful. She had probably never been called beautiful before. She probably had only been called hot or smoking...stupid terms really.
"No," I said, "that's enough exaggerating for tonight."
I started to get up but then she pulled me back down. Her face was only centimeters away from mine. My heart pounded as she darlingly started into my eyes.
I wish I could just grab her in my arms and kiss her but sadly that wasn't my job. I had a job to and I was over here having a play date with a looney person?
"I don't think we're done here," she whispered.
She kissed me quickly then stopped. She tilted her head and looked at me for permission. A small smile spread across my face. She was right, I had been blushing under my mask.
"Is that a yes Batty?" She asked.
I looked around to see if anyone was watching. I didn't expect for anyone to be around but you never knew.
I turned back towards her. I leaned over her and kissed her.
She squealed through the kiss. She wrapped her arms around my waist. I leaned my arm against the small brick wall for support.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and I held onto her waist to hold her up.
This probably was the best kiss I had ever experienced. I know it sounded childish but it was true.
"Oh Batty," she said, "I never expected this from you."
"Me neither," I replied.
"You know," she said, "you're not a bad kisser."
"Thanks?"
"You didn't sound so sure about that," she replied.
"Well I always thought your taste in kissing was a bit odd," I said.
"Well," she said standing up.
I stood up as well, "I guess you're taking me to Arkham?"
She held her hands out once more for me to put cuffs on her. I shook my head and pushed them down.
"Not this time," I said, "and I'm not going to come looking for you. Just when we meet again...but I will be looking for Joker. And please don't let him treat you like that again."
"I won't," she said, "only under one condition."
"Yes?"
"Do you love me?" She asked.
I sighed, "Do you want me to tell you want you want to hear or the truth?"
"I think the truth and what I want to hear are the same answer," she replied.
She was right.
"I love you," I said with a sigh.
"Yipee!" She exclaimed.
We kissed again. She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around me again. Then she hugged me and kissed me again. See, I knew Harley was smart. Everyone was a little crazy every once in a while.
She bit my lip.
"Alright," I said, "too far."
"Sorry," she said, "it's just that love makes you crazy."