“But if the person keeps insisting on finding herself being held hostage by madmen and seduced by lunatic billionaires…”
MJ blew out a breath and rolled her eyes. “Been there, bought the T-shirts.
Cute. I take it that MJ has the same hobby of falling into harm's way?
“After I threatened him.”
For a moment, a ghost of a smile flickered across her face. “You were very menacing. And by menacing I meant pathetic.”
“Yes, you are. Now before I dismember my boyfriend, we’re going to give him the shock of his life and make him seethe with jealousy.”
“We are?” Clark gulped, but a quick glance back at Lois, who was leaning in closely to Peter’s head, hardened his resolve.
“And I have to go…” he glanced at Clark and for a moment their differences seemed to melt away as each recognized the cry for help in the other’s eyes.
“Do that thing!” Clark finished, giving the two girls a brilliant smile.
It must be pretty bad for Peter to allow Clark to fill in excuses for him.
Lois dug through Clark’s wallet, which he had left on the table, and left six twenties. On second thought… She looked in there again and shook the rest of the contents onto the table.
“That’s an expensive glass of wine,” Mary Jane commented as she blandly watched Lois rob Clark blind.
“Oh, trust me, when I get through with that man…”
“I know. Let’s go.”
Note to self: Never tick off Lois Lane.
And the ending---Bwa ha ha!
Elisabeth
