"That's something we need to talk about."

"What's that?" Clark asked as he slung the bag over his shoulder.

"Where we're going to live."

"Are you sure about this?" He ran a hand along her upper arm.

She nodded. "You've been my best friend for a long time, Clark, and I'm sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Does that mean I get to kiss you for real?"

She shrugged. "If you play your cards right," she told him a coy look on her face as she headed towards the stairs and the front door.

He groaned slightly. "And what cards are those?"

She shrugged again. "You have to figure that out for yourself."

"You're really sure?" Clark asked her as they landed outside.

Lois rolled her eyes and moved away from him. "If you ask me that again, it's going to be a long time before you get lucky, Mister."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, resting his other hand on her cheek. "I just can't believe this really happened."

She smiled up at him. "It really happened."

"You're really my wife?" he whispered.

She nodded. "And you're my husband."

"I won't ask you again, I promise."

"Good. But before we get to have a real honeymoon," she sighed, "we have to figure out what's going on here."

"Do I get to kiss you?"

"Maybe," she said, looking up at him from under impossibly long eyelashes.

"Did I play my cards right?"

"You're working on it. So far so good, anyway."

"Are you going to tell me what it is that I did?"

"Nope. Not until later."

"Don't move," he whispered.

She stood still and before she knew it he was back and sweeping her into his arms.

"Nice," she whispered.

"Is that one of those cards I was supposed to play?"

"Maybe."

"Are you sure about this?"

"I thought you weren't going to ask me that again," she said as she pulled him towards her. "But I know you didn't mean it."

"What makes you say that?" he asked, unable to resist the draw of that long, graceful neck as she inclined her head to one side and he moved to kiss and nibble along it until he reached her mouth again.

When he pulled back, she grinned up at him. "Because you're about to get very lucky."

"I bet it's a pickpocketing ring run by elves,"

Lois opened one eye slightly and then closed it tightly again when she realized he was in his birthday suit.