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I should have known he didn’t really love me, when he never told me who he was.
So mean. So true.
But he didn’t have to tell me he loved me, when he really loved her.
Ouch.
She tossed the rest of her cone in a nearby garbage can, making it easily. “I can’t eat that.
She was going to be the best reporter ever! Clark Kent wouldn’t be able to catch her in a million…
So, Clark Kent + superpowers = Lois Lane – superpowers.
Lois Lane + superpowers > Clark Kent + superpowers.
Which would mean, Lois Lane > Clark Kent.
Fascinating. Better not tell Clark.
“Hi.” Lois smiled wickedly at him. I have a secret.
Lois radiated happiness. Oh, she definitely wanted to try flying…. Without a plane.
Great. Kid with a new toy.
Clark shook his head. She wasn’t scared of the luggage anymore.
She wasn’t scared of anything anymore.
It would be *real* fun if she ran into Lex now. And when Clark rounds the corner, he asks Lois: “Was there always a man-shaped soot-spot on the wall?”
Ride elevator at your own risk. Building has been having sporadic power outages and the elevator stopped five plus times already. The note was signed by Maintenance.
Okay, that’s… Why didn’t they shut the elevator *down*?
The elevator stopped. It wasn’t on the fifth floor yet. The lights dimmed and went out and they were standing in the dark. Lois giggled.
Is it going to fall and either Clark’s forced to reveal his secret, or Lois is?
“Did someone slip you some drugs on the plane, Lois?” Clark shook his head. What was up with her?
Did she drink the coffee after all? Was the red stick crystal based?
She grinned naughtily. “I’m finally going to look at you, Clark,” she whispered, pushing down his knees and sitting in his lap.
*gulp*
“Didn’t Superman tell you about this game?” She licked her lips. “The first time I kissed him was right after we played.”
*guuuulp*
Does she have any idea how erotic that is? he wondered.
Very likely.
“What’s the matter, Clark? Don’t you trust me?”
Absolutely not.
You’re always so tense. Maybe I’ll give you a massage one of these days. Not this week, though. This week’s bad. Perhaps, in a week or two, when I’ve adjusted.”
He swallowed. “Adjusted to what?”
You don’t wanna go there.
