“Wanda,” Clark moaned, when he finally released her lips from his. “I never thought I’d see you…”
Clark is good if he can moan her fake name.
“Oh?” He ran his hands down her back and rested his hands on her hips, his fingers dipping lower. “So, Wanda is easy, is she?”
Wanda: As easy as you want me to be.
“Wanda!” Clark interjected. “Wanda Detroit, my girlfriend.”
Good save, Clark.
Better safe than sorry, the walls have ears.
I like this part even more now than when I betaed it.
