All she needed to do was see Lex again and she’d realise that Clark was - nothing. Just a kind-of attractive guy with whom she shared a few superficial similarities.
That was it. All she needed was greater exposure to the guy. More time spent in his company. And she’d soon be sick of him - and be wondering how on earth she could ever have imagined herself attracted to him.
Ooh...yeah...good idea, Lois.
What was wrong with her, anyway? She’d indulged in far more introspection in the past few days than she ever had in her life before.
Wendy's fault! <g>
Oooh! Clark, I have a few spare ones!!!
“Well...” The sheepish note was back again. “Because you’re my journalistic hero. They’ve known that for a while - they've heard me rave about your articles plenty of times. They really got a kick out of knowing that I’d been lucky enough to meet you.”
AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!
Her breath caught, and her stomach began doing flip-flops.
Oooh!! Mine too!!
“No!” The appalled exclamation came from Clark and, before Lois could even blink, he’d whirled away from her.
ACK!!!!
“It's very necessary, Lois,” he said roughly, already turning and walking away from her. “I’m falling in love with another man’s wife. I have to go. Goodbye.”
Then she would search Metropolis - and Smallville, Kansas - if she had to, for a reporter named Clark.
Awwww!!!!
*sigh* Wendy!!!! Wow! Wow! Wow!!! I *love* that I can experience such a range of genuine emotions from reading a story! True testament to your talent!
I'm off to dinner now, but I'm going to come back and read my birthday present!
Sara
