“Batman and Joker, walking hand in hand. Bet no one expected to see that tonight,” he said, and I peered down at our joined hands. “Are you going soft on me?” I whispered back. His eyes glittered with wicked intent as he said, “If I thought that was what you wanted, then yes, I would.” He stopped and turned to face me, lowering his head into the crook of my neck. “But I don’t think that’s what you want.”
