I have commented in the gfic folder up until now, so of course I have to comment on your gfic version here, Sara. It is adorable. So lovely. All of this was so wonderful:
She was lying next to him now, watching him, and one of her hands reached over to cup his cheek. "C'mere." She smiled softly at him, and his heart skipped a beat.
Breathing. He knew there was something he'd forgotten to do in the last minute.
His pulse was jumping in his neck as he moved over her. All he could do was stare... in awe and wonder and... How was it this woman could make him feel this way?
Gentle curves, a heart that was thundering through his senses... all wrapped up in a wrinkled gray t-shirt and an over-worn pair of jeans... and she was all his.
*She* wanted *him*.
Him. Ragged and damaged and...
Clark Kent.
Oh, Sara, it's just so, so lovely. I'm going to read the nfic version now, and I'm sure I'm reading the two versions in the right order, since otherwise I might feel that something is missing from the story in the gfic folder. Well, because I've now only read the gfic version, I know I can say this: It's adorable, totally adorable, and right at this moment,
nothing seems to be missing from it.
Ann
