Yep, Clark felt firmly stuck in the ‘partner zone’.
That is worse than the friend zone, isn’t it?
She grinned at him. “More experienced perhaps. We’re equals now,” she insisted, continuing down the stairs. “You’ve proven yourself a competent reporter.”
Well, he does have a couple of years on her.
A thought flitted through his mind. “But you like it on top, right?”
Lois slipped, and their enclosed hands were what stopped her from falling down the stairs. “What? What?” she sputtered, grabbing onto the railing with her other hand.
Atta EW.
He wanted to press her on the definition of ‘like’.
She likes him like a DFCB?
He knew she hadn’t been right, but it was nice to know that everyone’s fate wasn’t resting on his brainless shoulders.
Awwww, it’s nice that he can pretend for a little while longer that there’s no performance pressure on him.
Damn, it perturbed her that Clark had been right about Lex, before she was.
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