When he woke up the next morning, Clark thought that his senses must not be working right. The temperature in the bed seemed to be warmer than it should. As his awareness of his surroundings grew, he realized that his right hand wasn't touching the fabric of the sheets on his bed. A slight movement of his fingers verified that this wasn't cloth at all, he was touching skin. And it wasn't his.
The entire waking up bit was just too cute
And finally, what in the world had she been she thinking this morning? Lois had always thought that if she ever woke up in bed with a man that she wasn’t either married to, or at least seriously involved with, it would be a race to see who could leave quickest and pretend nothing ever happened. But, no. Instead of jumping out of bed and running, she had encouraged him. Joking about morning breath and kissing. Several times too! What in the world had come over her? She *never* woke up in a good mood.
Ooh, intrigue!
She was so busy watching his smile that she almost missed his hand reaching toward hers. Before his hand could make contact, she pulled her had away and said briskly, “I have a lot of work to do today.” In a deliberately dismissive action, she turned back to her workstation and when through the motions of work. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Clark stood there for a few seconds and then turned away and went back to his desk. She didn’t have to see his face to know she’d hurt him. Well, better a little pain now than worse later.
Hmm… Given Clark’s memory loss, Lois’s reaction makes her really cruel to him. All he know are his feelings for Lois and that she’s been there for him since day one. Now she shuts down and leaves him handing.
Cat was nice
One was that they had finally slept together and Clark was such a loser in bed that Lois was looking for a way out as quickly as possible.
Well, he did forget everything he knew. And no one knows he didn’t know before, either
Lois had even noticed that some of the more adventurous, or possibly simply more aggressive young women that worked in various roles for the Planet, suddenly developed excuses to talk with Clark today.
Interesting. They probably must subscribe to the second theory and are now trying to comfort him.
Clark paused as if gathering himself. “Lois, will you marry me?”
I saw never saw the second half of this part coming
Michael