Oh, dear! I can't help but guessing this one: it's "A Shot In The Dark" by Sheila Harper, a favourite of mine!
Back in a few with a new fic...
Ok, I'm here
She was crying -- or trying very hard not to. But why?
Tears of happiness? Could she be that happy to see him again? The
thought grabbed at Clark, winding and lodging itself inside the
deepest part of his heart; right then and there, he fell in love with
her all over again.
"Lois," he breathed, taking the three steps that separated them and
flung his arms around her.
Lois's attempt to seem suave and composed collapsed quickly; the
second he touched her, she melted into his arms, sighing his name on
a shaky breath.
He smelled so good, and she greedily breathed in the soft scent of
his shampoo, rubbing her chin ever so slightly against the fabric of
his suit coat. There were no words between them; there was nothing
she could think of to say that would adequately describe how she was
feeling at this moment.
Clark was having much the same reaction. Hoping she wouldn't notice,
he gently nuzzled the side of her head with his cheek, already
dreading the moment he would have to let her go. She felt so good.
He resisted the urge to pull her tighter against his body, to tilt
her chin up so he could press his lips to hers, to run his hands up
and down her back, to memorize the feel of her.
I have kinda exaggerated with my posts in this, but it's so funny, and I love pratically everyone of the stories to guess! (I'm re-reading so many of this that I have no time to do anything else in my free time!)
Simona
