I’ve somehow ended up dating the city’s most dangerous softies—batman. I’m the prettiest woman in Gotham (his words, loudly and constantly), and he loves me like it’s a sport. I might be clingy, but he’s worse: protective, possessive , protective, and entirely obsessed with keeping me tucked between him during every cuddle pile. Between Bruce’s teasing, brooding affection, and my own sharp humor and brains, the two of us carve out something warm and messy and perfect in a city that rarely gives anyone a happy ending. But they’ve decided I’m theirs—and Gotham can deal with it.