Hi Evie!
This story is highly addictive. You have a very vivid style
“Are we inside the warehouse?” she asked. It was the only logical possibility that fit the blinding night that surrounded them.
“Yes.”
Good. He’ll survive another day.
. She might look ridiculous, she conceded. But that didn’t make her a willing object of derision! Excuse her for being just a plain human with ordinary eyesight,
She’s adorable!
One of her arms wound around him so that she could grip his shoulder, and she felt him chuckle lightly in reaction. Her irritation rose another few degrees.
He loves himself a ticked-off Lois.
That meant the blonde woman was probably in charge here.
Of course. They wouldn’t bring a dame to a business meeting at the docks.
when it suddenly slipped from her grasp.
The arm around her waist disappeared, and for exactly one beat of her heart, she was suspended in mid-air.
Whoops?
Superman didn’t roll his eyes, but she swore she could feel him fight the urge.
Yeah, what’s up with his prioritizing?
During the hostage situation, he’d made dropping her off seem like a chore.
It was probably more painful than carrying kryptonite.
Very carefully — very, very carefully, with the fallen recorder in mind — she pulled out a small digital camera and double checked that the flash was off. She advanced the film as quietly as she could, and leaned forward to get a better angle.
I see Terry already mentioned it
In fact, she had the sneaking suspicion that he was trying to keep her still.
Like that would ever happen.
She’s very self-aware, that one
She advanced the film as quietly as she could, and leaned forward to get a better angle.
She felt herself jerked backward and looked up at her current mode of transport.
Was that exasperation creeping in behind his eyes?
What did he think they were here for?
Those details are great!
Lois turned to her own now-brooding muscle man. “Let’s go,” she urged. “We need to get in there so I can get photos of the hand-off.”
Good luck with that!
“They’re opening one of the crates in there,” he said urgently. “Give me the camera.”
So awkward if the boxes contained kryptonite.
or as her temper gave way to fear and she finally called for help in the seconds left before the building was about to explode. That wasn’t the situation she was in now.
She hadn’t even been caught, yet, for goodness’ sake!
Your just have to hug her. One if the most adorable Loises ever!
Lex was just the gift that kept on giving.
It was one of Lex’s special project warehouses, and probably one that stored something nasty, since its connection to its owner had been concealed.
Great job with the background crafting!
Stepping backwards, she headed for the far, dark corner of the room.
“Superman!”
Given the Lex connection, is there really green-k around?
“I told you that you wouldn’t like it fast,” his voice said into her ear.
“Honestly, you’re acting exactly like —“
The air left her lungs.
Clark. She’d been about to say Clark.
Huh…
relegating her emotions back to the place she kept them hidden during the day.
Oh boy.
But she’d discovered that if she gave in, it would effectively be the end of her day.
It was long past that time now, and her mind and body were insisting upon their usual routine.
Oh boy. You made it sound like she was healing and now you’re pulling the blanket away. Very well done!
Spinning toward the sound, she realized belatedly that her eyes were expressing her still-raw sadness.
“Lois?” His voice became soft again.
Getting sloppy, she thought, already compartmentalizing
Such wonderful yarn
— and reached for the door.
“Ready?” she asked.
The door opened before her hand could touch it.
“Ladies, first,” he said lightly, ushering her through. His hand landed lightly on her lower back as she passed him
Yeah, that’s gonna come back to haunt him.
They had stopped, just like this, and she had caught an appreciative look in his warm, darkening eyes before he’d hidden it. It was in that moment she’d decided that her flirty red dress had just become her new favorite.
As they alighted into a star-filled sky, she couldn’t help but wonder…
How tempting?
This is such a delicious story!
Okay, sorry for all the repetitive gushing
Michael
