The good news: not only will you be getting a new chapter next Saturday, you will be getting Mom's now-decided Christmas present (which has currently gotten a BIG thumbs-up from *a few sources* *wink*) and our 12days_of_clois fic, which has been a riot to write. Why didn't that idiot Salkind go with this premise, although, I'm sorry there's no gunshot scene. I do like our version, though. *Hee!* And I'm in such a giving mood I'll give away spoilers for both... How's that for an early Christmas present?
She caught his lip in her teeth gently and then let go. “Yeah, whatever. I’ll buy you another shirt to replace the one I just ripped open, too. Fine.”
“Lois, all the shirt needs is to have the buttons sewn back on,” he told her, hands resting on her hips as he bent to kiss her neck.
“I don’t sew,” she told him. “Let’s get this straight: I don’t sew, I don’t cook, and I don’t do windows. I do not fit the Smallville mold of the perfect woman, all right?”
“Lucky for you, I know how to sew a button back on,” Kal-El said, his breath warm against her ear. “And you fit my ideal of the perfect woman. That’s all that matters, right?”
Naked, face to face and cuddling close with the hot water beating on their skin, the pair were almost as warm as they had been in bed a few minutes ago. “Fine by me,” Lois whispered breathlessly, running her fingertips down his side temptingly.
It was the sound of her voice that broke his wistful musings. “C’mon, Clark!” Lois called from the door of their cabin. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to avoid me!” She shot him a saucy grin before heading inside, and Clark sighed heavily. I’m in hell, he thought.
Hope that keeps you excited until Tuesday. :D