Lois and Clark were making their way over to the brightly lit up wheel when Clark noticeably stiffened. Jeff Denoso, his best friend Keith Manson and his girlfriend Lana Lang, were approaching him with remarkable likeness of falcons zooming in on their prey.
Uh oh. I should've seen this coming. But Lois will put them in their places. I hope.
"If you dump the stiff, I can show you a real good time.”
A) gross B) you have a girlfriend, you dipstick!
Clark dazedly tried to regain control. “I—you—oh wow.” He finally murmured out, reaching out to gently push a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
so sweet
“It’s not as bad as you’re thinking, Lois,” Clark gave her a soft half smile. “She cheated on me with Jeff, that’s all.”
“Then she’s blind and dumb,” Lois said staunchly.
Yep.
“You still really like her, don’t you?” Lois tried not to let her own hurt at the realization filter across her expression.
“No, Lois,” Clark stopped them and turned to her. “There’s only one girl in this world who I “really like” and it isn’t Lana Lang. She shares her initials though.”
happy clap
She had a point. The lion was special. And a constant reminder that Lois Lane could kick his butt in just about anything she set her mind too. Except perhaps flying. That one he had down.
Good banter re the stuffed animals. And the not-hand-holding, ending in hand-holding, was funny and sweet both.
He returned a moment later, unbuckled Lois’ seatbelt and then curved his hand around her neck.
“Finally.”
Ohhh, they're going parking!
