Easy, easy, easy!! This is
Midnight Gambit by ML Thompson.
"Superman, I'll
always care for you, but... Clark... he's... Clark."
She took a deep breath. "Well, he doesn't love me, and I can't
go on working next to him, just being 'friends'." She spat out
the word. Then she shrugged her shoulders and struggled to
smile. "Washington's a whole new ball game..."
Everything, she'd just given him everything. "Lois," his voice
was rough, strangled, as he walked toward her.
Then the TV caught both their attentions with a news bulletin -
a small ship caught in an icy death grip by a turbulent
Atlantic too rough for rescue ships to navigate. They both
turned and listened in silence.
"Go," she said.
He nodded silently, then grabbed her, his hands on her
shoulders pulling her against him, and he kissed her hard, a
kiss that transcended worlds and seared their souls, leaving
them both breathless. "I'll be back, Lois Lane. Don't you go
anywhere. And you're wrong. I do love you. I've been in love
with you since that first morning when I interviewed at the
Planet, and you stormed into Perry's office."
With those words, he leapt deftly out her window and darted
upwards, grinning as he heard her say, "What?... Hey, wait a
minute." Veering east, he streaked toward the Atlantic.
There'd be hell to pay tomorrow, once he got back. He'd never
looked forward to anything more in his life.
Kaethel
