...idekick. She had more to do with this bust than I did. This time I wasn’t much more than transportation to the crime scene.”
The reporters followed them outside the bank. They answered a few questions and then Mayday cut the press conference short by grabbing Kitty and vaulting into the air. Kitty found web slinging without the harness a little more nerve-wracking, but it was only until they were away from everyone. They had retrieved the harness from the car before leaving. Mayday took them to a rooftop a block or so away from the bank.
“Are we gonna patrol some more?” Kitty asked, “Or are you gonna take me back to the Baxter Building?”
“I was thinking neither. I want to invite you to my house for dinner. My mom is a great cook.”
“That sounds great,” Kitty said. “But won’t that give away your real identity?”
“I think I can trust you with that now. Besides, it really isn’t fair for me to hide myself from you when you’re right there in the open.” She pulled off her mask. “Mayday is just a nickname, of course, but it’s derived from my real name, which is May. May Parker.”
Kitty grinned. “Pleased to meetcha, May Parker.” She was stunned by how pretty May was. Her hair ...