He chuckled. Bruce preferred to keep his weaknesses hidden, but there were some he couldn't avoid exposing, especially to those involved. "Likewise, love."
The angle was wrong with her on the bed and him in the chair. Unable to resist, Bruce pulled Selina into his arms and onto his lap, his arms slipping around her waist as he deepened their kiss just enough for him to really remember the taste of her mouth and how it complimented her scent, when she pulled away again. He didn't open his eyes.
His mouth curved upward into a smile, and he laughed softly. "Why do you think I never kissed you more often?" he asked in a whisper. Finally, he looked at her, his fingers curling around a strand of her hair. "I was afraid you'd be able to tell one of these days. That, or I wouldn't be able to stop..."