Welcome back! So happy to see you post something new.
She marched down the short flight of stairs, set her coffee on his end table, then crossed her arms, turning back to face him. “Get dressed. We’ve got work to do.”
Clark sighed and rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Lois,” he said, drawing out her name the way he did when he was trying to lightly admonish her. “You know I quit last night. The letter?”
She fluttered her hand as if to brush his words away. “Is irrelevant. Everybody knows you have to give two weeks’ notice. You’re not allowed to just leave.”
He shook his head, a mournful expression coloring his face. He descended the staircase, coming closer to her. “I’m going to miss you.”
Love how she just charge in and expects him to come back. I can totally picture his sad response.
Lois stepped forward into Clark’s personal space. Her hands rose in front of her; she hesitated for a fraction of a second before gently placing her fingertips against his chest. She heard him breathe slowly, as if doing so was an intentional rather than automatic process. His eyes opened and asked a silent question, but she lowered her gaze to avoid the intimacy of the moment. She flattened her palms, feeling his solid physical presence before quietly saying, “Stay, for us.”
Clark inhaled, and Lois felt the broad expansion of his chest beneath her hands. He raised his right hand and cupped her cheek, causing her to lift her head and gaze into his eyes. She saw something there: a question, a request, a plea. He whispered words she had once said to him. “There is no us. There’s only you and me.”
Ahh I love this. When all else fails, go with the truth. Love Clark using her words to respond. And this...
Summoning her courage, she said in a hush, “Stay, for this.”
Oh so romantic.
I could seriously quote the whole story. The revelation was simple and just perfect. And I just love the flirty ending.
Fantastic!
