Oh no!!! Oh no!!!
Okay, maybe it wasn't that bad, but honestly, things were going so well - and then, bam....
The LnC stuff - the Lois and Clark stuff, I mean - was quite lovely here. I loved this:
“I'd look better with the black tie, wouldn't I?” he asked with a smile.
“Um… you'd stand out less,” I offered.
“In a good way,” he grinned.
“I don't know. You'd be less Clark, I think, so no, not in a good way,” I told him as he led me out the door.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!! And how true!!!
So how can anyone blame Lois and Clark for kissing each other? They didn't mean to. It just happened. But for Lois, that kiss seemed to signal catastrophe.
I nearly ran home, tears streaming down my cheeks. When I first crossed the street I had heard Clark calling after me. I heard him apologize. But I couldn't stop running. I didn't want to see him. Talk to him. What had I done? Or had he done? How could we have done that?
Oh no!!!! Lois, please don't react like that!!!
But that wasn't the last shock of this chapter...
My litany of thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt when I reached the top of the stairs and my doorway was in view, though.
Standing there, with a suitcase in hand, was Chad.
Chad?!?!?? Now? Here? Where's the 'I'm fainting' icon?
Looking forward to the next chapter, admittedly with some dread....
Ann