Chapter 2- Saved by a Blonde

"Ahem, Lois?" said the deep uncertain voice.

Snapping out of her frustrated haze and quickly extricating herself from Richard's hold Lois turned to the voice behind them. "Clark!"

"Lois?"

Holding his hand out towards Clark and smiling, "Richard."

As Richard unexpectedly joined the staring contest between them, Lois and Clark turned to look at him as if he came out of nowhere. Feeling as if he needed to repeat himself, Richard continued to hold out his hand towards Clark with a smile, "Hi I'm Richard White, and you must be Clark."

Seeing the way that Richard was invading Lois' personal space, Clark figured that this guy must be her fiancé, knowing that otherwise he would've been flat on his face in a world of hurt if he wasn't, and from where he was standing he couldn't help but to wonder what Lois saw in the guy. He didn't make a habit of judging the looks of people, especially men, but he really couldn't see what attracted Lois to Richard. He was only slightly taller than Lois, but definitely shorter than him, dark brown hair, dull blue eyes, and he seemed to be of average build, and nothing about him screamed of excitement. In spite of all these qualities Lois was engaged to marry the man so there had to be something about him. Feeling as though he needed to prove himself, he stood taller, and went from being uncertain to confident, while looking at Richard more intently.

From where Lois was standing, she saw that Clark seemed to be sizing Richard up, for what reason she didn't know, and as she continued to questioningly look at Clark she saw something that intrigued her. Almost as if he became a different person right in front of her, she watched Clark transform from being the meek and uncertain guy that she's been used to seeing since his return a week ago to confidant, and dare she say sexy.

She softly groaned, damn't looking at Clark this way was so not what she needed right now, especially when her fiancé was standing less than a feet away from her, but telling by the unwavering smile on his face he probably wouldn't notice her obvious interest in Clark even if he suddenly turned to stare at her.

With his sensitive hearing Clark heard Lois groan, and shifted his attention from Richard to Lois.

With a husky voice, "Lois?"

"Clark? I think you forgot your pen at my desk," said a smiling Michelle from behind Clark.

Hearing a new voice in the tense and in Lois' opinion awkward conversation, if a person could call it a conversation with everyone just staring at each other. Her eyes quickly fell from Clarks to glare at Michelle.

Seeing the way Lois' eyes went from staring at him to the person at his side, Clark finally took notice of the woman he had bumped into earlier smiling up at him from his side with a blue ink pen in her hands. Just now registering what she said, he didn't recall her name or leaving a pen at her desk, but then again when he saw a man get off the elevator heading in the direction of Lois' desk all thought processes and sense of hearing were lost, so maybe she did tell him her name, and maybe the pen she was holding was his. As he thought about this, obvious confusion could be seen on his face.

Still smiling up at Clark Michelle ventured from just holding the pen in her left hand to taking Clark's hand with her right, and sensually placing the pen in it, all the while taking a bit longer than usual to feel the back and palm of his hand. Damn, a man with large soft hands can do so much for a woman's body.

Before making her presence known, she had been attempting to work at her desk, all the while looking for an excuse to stare at Clark again. After debating with herself she finally got up heading in the direction of his desk, only to stop short when she saw that he wasn't alone, but seemed to be the focus of Lois and her fiancé Richard. Seeing that she couldn't just show up empty handed, she quickly grabbed a pen from a nearby desk. It was the perfect excuse; after all, every reporter needed a pen.

Still smiling and this time holding his hand out toward Michelle, "Hi, I'm Richard White. I don't think we've been formally introduced, but seeing that Lois is lacking in her manners at the moment I'm gonna just introduce myself."

"Michelle".

Seeing Richard turn towards him with his hand still out, Clark finally shook his hand, but not before adding a little extra strength to his grip, just enough not to break his hand. Seeing the grimace on Richards face, he smiled and replied "hi, I'm Clark".

Taking his hand back and steeling himself, despite the fact that his face had gone a little red Richard nodded his head toward Clark in a final acknowledgement of greeting.

Since the dark haired woman whose name was apparently Michelle reappeared in Lois' line of sight, her focused glare was glued to the woman. Her focus didn't waver when she was standing by Clark's side, but then she did something unexpected. Instead of handing the pen to someone like a normal everyday person would do, Slutty Anna did something that made Lois see red. Lois watched as she took Clark's hand and very sensually touches him before finally slowly placing the pen in his hand.

Out the side of her right eye Lois saw her now cold and untouched coffee sitting on her desk. As her posture showed that she was still watching the people in front of her, it was her offending right hand that should have been paid more close attention to, because as Lois watched Richard introduce himself, Lois' right hand inched closer to the coffee cup. When she finally had the cup in her grip, a menacing smile could be seen on her face, getting ready to lift the cup and take aim at Michelle, her forward movement was suddenly halted. As if out of nowhere, she felt herself being embraced by a blonde.

"Chloe?"