You hadn’t expected to see her again. Not after the night the two of you had spent together.

But here she was. Except she wasn’t Selina Kyle. She was Catwoman.

And she was robbing you.

“It’s not what it looks like.” She claimed smoothly, nimble fingers tucking a bracelet into the sleeve of her catsuit.

Her eyes gleamed with the same mischief you remembered from that night.