Part 2!
I like the cover art. Gives us all a little bit more context
"She's a hick. Little Susie Smallville. I couldn't make that name up!"
Chocolate. And according to Mouserocks, don’t ask her if she’s got PMS when she accepts them.
But Clara just looked calmly up at Louis, her brown eyes dancing with laughter. “You like to be on top. Got it.”
It kind of reminded her of Daddy.
Oh great, Clara groaned inwardly. Let’s not mention that one to Mom, or she’ll start in with Freud and her psych classes.
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind Louis, Clara sped over to Cat’s desk, grabbed one of her business cards, and frantically punched the listed home number into Cat’s desk phone.
“Cat Grant.”
“Cat,” Clara said with some relief. “Will you help me?”
Awesome!
“Ah,” Cat said, as if everything suddenly made sense. “I was wondering if you’d put a spell on him or something. Louie’s got extreme mommy issues. He pretty much only dates when he has to, for work appearances.
Maybe he’s into guys?
To be honest, I think he’s afraid of what he might do to a woman.”
“What?” Clara gasped, suddenly really glad she was invulnerable. Could she have misjudged Lou that badly?