Chapter 8
When kara had woken up the next morning, she couldn't believe that it had only been twenty-four hours since she had woken up dreading her day. It was even harder to believe because she had woken up with butterflies in her stomach. She had no idea what to expect out of Cat in the office. Part of her wanted nothing to change. She loved her job and she hoped that nothing would be weird or awkward. But at the same time, the hero wanted everything to change. She wanted to hear Cat call her by her actual name, she wanted smiles instead of glares, and the soft touch of a potential lover instead of the push of a boss.
Kara stood at her desk wearing the yellow dress that showed off her arms, holding Cat’s coffee. Though, she hadn't lasered it yet and she had no intention of handing it off to her boss when she walked in. The blonde had a theory; that Cat was turned on by the use of her powers. Last night, when that shrimp had gone flying over her head, there had been something in the older woman's eyes. More than just shock and amusement. Almost as if Cat had forgotten she had powers while they spoke. And when she did seem to recall that fact about her date, something had shifted in her eyes quickly.
So Kara waited for the elevator doors to open. Cat Grant walked out of it like any other day. Like she hadn't been making out with her assistant the night before. Like she hadn't dreamed last night of getting her hands between those thighs. To anyone else, all was normal. But Kara noticed one little thing. Her boss’s hips swayed just a little more than usual. And her dress was just slightly tighter and more cleavage friendly than normal.
Cat walked up to Kara expecting her coffee and the assistant smiled. “Good morning, Miss. Grant. I was hoping I could talk to you in your office for a moment.”
The media mogul lowered her sunglasses and, while her entire face screamed ‘don't mess with me, Kiera’, her eyes sparkled. “Fine. In my office.”
Kara nodded and followed her boss through the glass doors. She waited until Cat took her seat behind her desk. Before her boss could say anything, she approached and used her heat vision on Cat’s coffee right then and there.
The shorter woman watched as her assistant used her powers and she swallowed hard. She wondered if Kara could control the temperature. A few fun bedroom games rolled through her mind before she looked up and realized that Kara was smirking. “What is it, Kiera?”
Kara just smirked and handed her boss her coffee. “Nothing, Miss Grant. Just… testing a theory.” She smiled when Cat blushed lightly. The assistant then pulled out her phone. “You have a staff meeting at ten with the fashion editor, a meeting at eleven with your lawyer regarding the ongoing case against Armstrong, and…” now or never, Kara “and you have a noon lunch with your date from last night.” She didn't look up at that one, her eyes focused on the calendar on her phone.
Cat regarded her assistant carefully. They had not discussed how they would act at work. She did, however, keep calling her Kiera. Which she figured would tip off the girl enough. And it seemed to have done it's job. But now that Kara had inserted herself into her schedule without asking, she found that she didn't mind so much. Though, it did bother her that Kara spoke about herself as if it wasn't her. That she had said ‘your date last night’ instead of ‘me’. Cat realized this was something they needed to talk about. She was about to say something when Kara’s phone rang. She saw the shift in the girl’s eyes and realized what it was. “Go ahead. I can run my morning.” She waved her off and watched as Kara took the call to the balcony before heading off.
Kara had called Clark about the mission but she had it under control before he even showed up. Turned out the threat was just an alien who had stumbled into the National City botanical garden and started sneezing so much that he lost control of his powers. Kara brought him to the nearest pharmacy and gave the guy a quick lesson on allergies before letting him get back to his day. Supergirl and the DEO had quickly learned that not all the aliens on Earth came from Fort Rozz. J’onn and the super cousins themselves were proof. So occasionally, a friendly alien in hiding would make an honest mistake and almost burn down a building. No big deal.
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Back at CatCo, Cat sat at her desk and watched the video of Supergirl putting out a small fire at the botanical garden. When the camera caught a quick glimpse of the hero talking to a small looking man and handing him a bottle of allergy medicine, the older woman chuckled and turned back around. Her ten o’clock appointment walked in and she smirked as Kara suddenly appeared right back at her desk; as if she had only stepped out for a moment.
The meeting dragged on as her lawyers talked at and around her but Cat paid them no mind. Since she paid them enough to do their jobs, she trusted that they would do their jobs and get Derk is as much trouble as possible. The reason she wasn’t listening was because a certain blond assistant was in her line of sight. Oh what she wouldn’t give to put up a shade so Kara wasn’t such a distraction. After some time, she saw Kara’s head tilt just a bit, as if she were listening to something. She then turned her head to look at Cat and blushed lightly. She then saw her assistant smirk and tilt her head towards the lawyers. When the older woman refocused her eyes on the two people in front of her, she realized that they were waiting for a response of some sort. Cat did a wonderful job of hiding the blush and bull shitting her way through a response to something she had never heard.
Kara chuckled into her hand a bit and sent a message to her boss on the computer. She knew Cat kept her sound silent so it wouldn’t be heard by the lawyers. The media mogul’s eyes drifted to her computer screen and she, surprisingly, kept her face the same as she read. ‘I felt your eyes burning through me. And here I thought only my cousin and I could do that.’ Cat ignored it and Kara sent off another one. ‘They wanted to know if you had found anymore evidence to put on top of what they already had. Nail in the coffin, if you will’. Cat felt a sense of relief wash over her that at least one of them had been listening.
As she herself relaxed, Cat could see Kara relaxing as well. Maybe she could sense it? Or what if Kara could hear her heart beating? At that thought, her heart rate increased and, yes, there was a change in how the younger woman sat; as if she were ready to pounce if it stopped or got too fast. She smiled and finally messaged her assistant back as her lawyers continued to talk. ‘Nothing could make my heart beat the same way that you do.’