WTG, Wendy! I'm sure you've made Tank very happy.
You had me sitting on the edge of my seat:
The famous Lois Lane luck had finally run out.
Eeeeeep!
But, in the nick of time...
There was a sudden rush of wind.
She was abruptly, painfully wrenched away from the ground.
And her shocked gaze fell on the blade as it plummeted to the ground and embedded itself in the soil where her head had been seconds before.
Whew!
/me wonders briefly why Superman didn't just catch the knife and then use it to sever Lois's bonds gently... but, well, see Whine, Whine, Whine.
And then - wow. It just gets better:
It was probably only minutes later, although it felt like much longer, when Superman loosened his grip on her and held her a little way from him, still without letting her go. His brown eyes seemed to bore into hers and, to Lois’s amazement, they were glistening with moisture.
Superman, the strongest man in the world, was crying.
Poor boy... /me offers him a hug but is rejected in favour of Lois
So Lois gets put to bed by Superman,
and he turns growly on her and cusses! Geesh, some people get all the luck!
And then we get a great Clark-doubting-himself a conversation. I loved this bit:
He hesitated again. Then he gave her a wry smile. “Lois, people already guess that I care about you more than I should - more than I care about other people. Come on, how many times in the past few months have criminals tried to use you against me?”
“So you don’t show that you care,” she said; now it all made sense. “And it doesn’t help that I let people see how I feel about you, does it?”
He shook his head. “I’ve wanted to ask you to... well, be more circumspect,” he acknowledged apologetically. “But it wasn’t easy. It’s not exactly an easy thing to bring up in conversation, is it?”
LOL! Poor boy.
But, of course, all this intimacy just
has to lead to Something More - especially with evilLois taking advantage of the poor man. I can't wait to see what you've got up your sleeve, Wendy!
so... um... how long
do we have to wait?
Mere
