In his voice there was still an undercurrent of tension, carefully controlled but audible. She’d thought they’d dealt with this particular issue; he’d accepted that she’d dreamed of Superman with little comment. Why the sudden fear for her fidelity, mental or otherwise?
Ooh! Good insight! Not to mention, beautifully written!
Lois hesitated. “Clark wasn’t as bold as Superman,” she said at last. “He couldn’t swear undying love to me,” she laughed, glancing up at him. “He could only look at me, gathering his courage… But in his eyes would be everything I needed him to say, before he ever found the nerve to say a word.” She closed her eyes, remembering. “I used to wake up with that look still in my mind, and I wondered if you’d ever look at me that way.”
Awwww!!! *sigh*
“And with Clark?” His voice was filled with a tenuous hope now, and she squeezed his hand reassuringly.
“With Clark I could… I could picture
<g> I love her shyness! It's so cute!!
“Superman was safe to fall in love with,” she said after a moment’s consideration. “He was a fantasy that couldn’t come true. But to imagine us… to imagine making love with him… that was a little more frightening.”
Eek!!! You're leaving us there?! *sigh* I guess I can wait until monday.
Kaylle, this is really, superbly written! You capture the characters and emotions so well!!! I'm liking this conversation *far* better than the one we got in the series.
I'm so glad you're writing again!! Can't wait to see the rest!
Sara (who just realized how much she loves those waffy relationship stories... perhaps too much angst lately?
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