Well, as a huge fan of fluff, I have to say that was completely satisfying. There was so much in this fic to like I'm sure I'm going to miss something.
"That hot?" Then she gave him a wry smile. "You should go on 'Jeopardy'. I'll take things only I know for five hundred please, Alex."
This line manages to be both funny and sweet. Sweet as Lois is a woman who appreciates intelligence and so from her, this seems like quite a compliment. And funny, well, I think that's obvious.
So cute, she thought as she looked back out at the river. He's so cute when he's flustered. Oh hell, who was she kidding? He was cute all the time.
What an adorable admission!
"Are you still cold?" he asked.
Not wanting to admit the true reason for her tremor, she stammered, "I guess, uh, maybe, uh, a little."
She should have thought of this sooner, Lois thought as Clark's arm went around her shoulders.
Okay, I have to admit that this is one of my favorite parts of this story for a somewhat silly reason. I sort of did this (unlike Lois knowing, or hoping, for the consequences) with my first boyfriend. I knew he was interested but I was still too nervous to tell him I felt the same way, so one day when were taking a walk I mentioned I was cold. His arm was around me immediately and we were dating before we got to our destination.
Of course, embarrassingly, this was years ago, but this part of your story made me smile at how silly I had been.
It wasn't going to happen. She looked like an idiot, standing here and waiting for him to kiss her when he obviously only thought of this as a friendly escort home. It wasn't even as good as an almost date. This entire evening had been nothing more than Clark being old-fashioned again.
Aww... what's wrong with old fashioned Clark?
Once the door was shut safely between them, she leaned back against it and realized she knew exactly what had made that light bulb explode. Clark - it had to be Clark. She was about ready to shatter herself right now. Being close to him could superheat anything.
Interesting thought, Lois. Why do you think that is?
This is really simply wonderful, Sue.
