Clark had put away the dishes from Lois’s dishwasher, finished dusting the apartment for the second time, and vacuumed under her sofa and loveseat when he looked up and saw Lois standing in the doorway to her bedroom.
Somebody's nervous! And with good reason.
“You came back to apologize?” He nodded. “I accept. You can go now.”
I think Lois might still be a little PO'd.
“Okay. When will I see you again?”
He frowned in thought. “How about lunch tomorrow? My treat this time.”
Tomorrow? How about tonight?
“And when I tell them that Clark Kent is Superman? What then?”
oh, that would be bad. Let's hope they don't think of it.
“I don't know. I think maybe it’s my fault, though, for not listening or paying attention as much as I should.”
Good call, Clark.
Good chapter. It seems that Clark is getting better at not shooting himself in the foot when it comes to Lois.
