Although this fic is nearly twenty years old it still packs a sweet touch. Thanks Dandello.
She watched as a mischievous grin lit Clark’s face. He looked around then took her in his arms, dancing to a tune only he could hear. “That wasn’t dancing, Lois,” he said softly. “This is dancing.” She looked away from his face and realized they were no longer on the ground. They were flying.
Talk about romantic! Swoons...
