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Chapter 1
Wes
“You do know you’re not actually Batman, right?” Justus “J.T.” Reese, my best friend since childhood, my business colleague, and biggest pain in the ass, questions on a chortle from his dark leather seat on the other side of my desk. “I mean, I know you’re obviously into leather too, but-”
One harsh glance upward cuts off his good-natured taunting.
As it should.
I’m far from in the mood for his bullshit.
Jokes.
Reasons for smiling.
I’m never in the mood for smiling.
And I’ve come to the basic conclusion I never will be.
Which is fine.
He gets paid to smile.
I make our investors enough money not to.
“At least I’m pretty sure he’s into leather,” he needlessly continues yet again distracting me from the paper document I’m doing my best to quickly scan. “He’s definitely into bondage.”
There’s no pause for my commentary.
Not that I planned to give it.
“No dude woul-”
“Don’t say dude,” I chastise in tandem with flipping to the next page. “You’re not a second-year senior struggling to graduate Clover Rose with a degree in computer science anymore.”
“I didn’t struggle,” J.T. instantly argues like I knew he would. “I was a double major! You have any idea how fucking hard it is to master both computer shit and business shit all while interning at one of the largest and most lucrative companies in the world.”
“Paid interning,” is muttered during another page turn.
“Is this why Batman barely talked in the suit? To avoid pissing off Nightwing all the time?”
“He talked often in the suit, hence the extensive online conversations and debates regarding the ‘bat rasp’ in movies.” Reaching the last page precedes briefly meeting his hazel gaze with my mismatched one. “And he talked even more in the comics. Including the latest issues I have delivered straight to the estate.”
My attention has barely returned to the stack of papers when he playfully pokes, “Do you have a secret bat-filled cave I somehow know nothing about?”
“No.”
“Are you just saying no to end this conversation?”
“No.”
“Are you just saying no so that I don’t go looking for one?”
“No.”
“Are you hoping that by saying no repeatedly I forgo this conversation and choose a different one?”
Yes.
