"We can't keep meeting like this." Jim murmurs against your lips in a secluded area of the Gotham Police Department.

It was wrong to fraternize with other detectives while being in the same force. Your relationship with Jim was always complicated, constantly worrying about one another, hiding away to even talk.

It was proving to be difficult to keep your relationship a secret. His lips capture yours into another kiss, one palm against your cheek and the other holding the back of your neck.

His heart thudded in his chest at the thrill of being caught, of being seen. That's what gave him an adrenaline rush.