YAY!!! Finally, you get this fic out. I'm so excited. You know I love this story. I would love it even more if I knew how the hell it's going to end. Hmph!
OOooo look pretty fdk!
I loved how you described that scene. I can picture it in my head.
Lois rolled back into her mass of pillows and stared up. The street light was making odd shapes and lines appear over her head. This light was being reflected upward by the lacey curtains making her stare with fascination. She laid transfixed for what seemed like hours, just watching the tiny specks of light. Suddenly the curtains ruffled and the patterns changed making her lose her concentration and will to sleep.
What the hell is up with women, and wearing thier men's shirt? *Looks down at what she is wearing and sniffs the cologne* Mmmmm...now I do. <G>
It wasn’t complete torture wearing Clark’s shirt, but when did he leave it here? Lois pulled the collar of the shirt to her nose and inhaled deeply. She almost fell back into bed, dazed by the smell. Who cared, as long as that smell lasted, she have no problem wearing it.
I can't post the whole freaking letter..But AWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
That letter...*sniff*
Great start, Kelly! Love the part. Keep them coming. And you better have the ending on my desk, asap...or there will be consenquences. *Doesnt know if she spelled that right, but doesnt care and is off to dinner*
Rach
I'm glad the letter has Clark's name in it...I was afraid that Clark would find it and assume it was about Superman. (He's going to find the letter, right? 
) Just don't torture them too much before you get Lois and Clark together. I'll be looking for part 2! 
Susan
