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body against his. It needed to go – immediately. He was about to step away from her and tear the costume from his body when he remembered this was the last day of the convention.
    I’ve got to prove to her I’m serious and keeping her home and fucking her isn’t going to prove shit, other than her first impression was right. I’m after a quick lay and that’s it. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
    He stepped back from her, and the look of confusion and disappointment in her eyes challenged his decision to go to the convention. The rising erection in his pants seconded her disappointment, remaining at half-mast.
    “Brice… What?”
    Brushing his thumb across her lip, he replaced his thumb and placed a soft chaste kiss to her lips. “Later. We have a convention to go to.”
    “Now?”
    Laughing, Brice bent and retrieved his mask and gloves from the floor. “It is the last day of the convention isn’t it?”
    She nodded.
    “And isn’t today the couples costume contest?”
    She nodded again.
    “Well, considering I’m the only Batman above 5’8” and you’re easily the sexiest Vicki Vale I’ve ever laid eyes on, I think we’re pretty much guaranteed to place, and I think that trophy would look good next to your medal on your vanity.”
    Smiling, she grabbed the mask from him and helped him on with it. “You’d do that for me?
    Parade up in front of thousands of people dressed as Batman, seriously?”
    “I would,” Brice confirmed, returning her smile.
    She cocked her head to the side, her nose crinkling. “Why?”
    “Because that’s what people do when they want to be with someone who likes these things.”

Chapter 5
    Trina shifted her eyes from the road, which was illuminated by the Jeep headlights, to study Brice’s profile – minus the Batman mask. He was easily one of the hottest men she’d ever met. It made her wonder if perhaps one of the reasons she was so fussy on who she dated was because none of them compared to Brice. Perhaps subconsciously she’d been hoping all along the day would come that he’d realize she was the one he wanted.
    She wasn’t sure what she was more shocked about, that it was Brice who was her man of mystery or that he’d spent six hours going to panels he had no interest in, posing for pictures with her for other attendees of the event, or parading in front of thousands of people pretending to be Batman. He even had a deep, gravelly voice that he used to complete the façade. He’d been amazing.
    Gwen and Beth had harassed her every second they could get her alone about the mystery man’s identity, but she wasn’t quite ready to tell them yet. And certainly not at the Comic-Con.
    The fact was that he was still her stepbrother and she needed to figure out how best to break the news to them. God only knew what their reaction would be, not to mention that both had a hardcore crush on him. She wasn’t about to ruin the otherwise incredible day by thinking about it now.
    Feeling her eyes on him, Brice shifted his focus from the road to her and then back again. A smile formed on his lips. “What are you grinning about?”
    She reached across the gear box and placed her hand on his upper thigh, giving it a light squeeze. “I was thinking you were amazing tonight. It was like your inner nerd finally got to shine.”
    A loud burst of laughter erupted from him. “My inner nerd? I really don’t think I have an inner nerd. Sorry.”
    “I beg to differ. Posing for pictures, strutting your stuff on stage. Oh yeah, I think I’m looking at a closet geek.”
    “Yeah, well, let’s not let it get out. I have a rep to uphold.” He flashed her another grin.
    She rolled her eyes. “Fine, your secret is safe with me.” She did a little cross over her chest for his benefit. “Cross my heart.”
    Laughing, Brice pulled off the road and into their driveway. Shutting off the Jeep, he removed his safety belt and turned to face her. “I want something from you in