Chapter four

"Jodi, hey can I talk to you for a minute?" Clark asked her well placing his hand on her shoulder.

She turned around like a whisk in the wind and Clark finally noticed who Jodi really was. She was beautiful! But the only problem with that was that she wasn't who he expected her to be.

"Lois what are you doing here?" Clark asked in surprise. "What does it look like Clark?" Lois stated with one hand on her hip and the other was holding a vodka mix.

"Clark why did you call me 'Jodi?" Lois was still asking as many questions, just like she did back when he use to know her better.

Clark still staring at her with those dashing blue eyes of his. Was this the Jodi that he met the other night and if it was why was she calling herself Jodi?

"I guess I thought you were someone else sorry about that Lo"

"Well Clark you really should be more careful next time." Lois laughed at that, she wonder how he knew her undercover name.

The one she used when she would go out looking for a one nightstand. It all came clear to Clark. Lois was Jodi...ha to think that the one girl who even gave him a single chance that night would be her. He kept staring at her, but this time he started to smile. His lips curled around his k9 teeth and he let out a laugh.

"Clark why are you staring at me and laughing? ...Clark it isn't funny I want in on the joke too!" Lois hated being laughed at especially when she didn't understand.

After crunching over in laughter he raised and quit laughing and put on a serious face," so that's why you preferred my place...huh, Lo... I didn't take you for the one night stander." Lois didn't know what to say... so this was the man that she was all over last night, the one who gave her multiple orgasms.

She didn't remember a lot about that night but that it was great sex! Maybe that was why she came back here, too see if he could do it to her again.

"Your Jodi now aren't you..." Clark asked her with his half hearted smile on his face.

"I think I am going to be sick!" Lois rushed to the bathroom.

She ran into the only empty bathroom stall. Hunching over the toilet Lois wiped the residue off her mouth. She wasn't sure whether she was sick because just the thought of them being together in that certain way or if she just had way too many to drinks. Lois flushed the toilet and walked over to the crowded bathroom sink. She watered her face down just to make the redness to go down.

She threw her hair into a ponytail. She took a deep breath before she walked out trying to be brave enough to confront him. What she going to say, she didn't know how to confront him... she back out quickly. Heading toward the back door that led to the alley and ran home as fast as she could and just when her legs

wouldn't move she fainted.

Clark stood there where she left him for more then fifteen minutes ago. He started to worry about her, was she OK? He x-rayed the bathroom and when he didn't spot her he looked around the club when he saw her on the other side of the wall that lead to the alley where they previously had there tongue war. Clark ran to the alley where he found her passed out. What the hell happened to her? He bent over and picked her up and carried her back to his place.

Clark neatly placed her in his bed. He looked at her and covered her with his sheets. He would be nice enough to let her sleep in his bed once again like he did all those years ago while he took his place back on his couch. Clark took his shirt off and placed it on the arm of the couch and climbed on it where he started to smile. He was glad that she was OK and just hoped that all it was that she had a bit too many drinks.

Lois woke to the smell of blueberry pancakes. She observed her surroundings she wasn't in her apartment... so where was she?

She wondered just how many drinks she had last night to not remember how she got there. She got up and walked to her right to where the bathroom was. As she walked in she noticed where she was, that night came crashing back down on her. Clark's she was at Clark's apartment again! She wasn't sure how she was going to get out of this one. She walked to the bedroom door that lead out to the living room, she open the door slowly hoping for him not to be insight.

"Pancakes?" Lois cracked out laughing at the sight of Clark holding two plates of steamy hot pancakes and an apron wrapped around his waist.

Clark looked down at himself seeing what she saw that was so funny and couldn't help but laugh as well. He could only imagine what he looked like in her eyes.

"What cant a man be manly and still wear an apron?" Clark laughed again at the way he sounded.

"Not really Clark...you look like a damn fool." Lois said as she fully walked out of his bedroom. Trying to get off the subject of him looking like an idiot,

"So I figured that after last night you would be hungry and all so how bout it... I made pancakes!" Lois looked at him and Clark saw her emerald green eyes light up like a diamond in the sun. So she was hungry he knew that blueberries were her favorite.

"Well I am starving, but only if you take that stupid thing off." Lois demanded with a point of her finger.

"Deal" Clark handed her the plate with whip cream on it.

He guided her to the small bar in his kitchen. He took off his apron and hung it up on the wall next to his potholders. He then walked back to where she was standing and watching his every move. Where he held his hands up and asked

" Better?" Clark smiled at her.

"Much... now I can eat with out being distracted while I do" Lois settled down on the bar stool and dug in to her pancakes, she felt like she hadn't eaten in for ever.

Clark watched her eat. When she was done he was surprised that she didn't lick her plate clean and instead walked over to the sink and cleaned her plat with a sponge instead. She placed it to the side. She turned around to find Clark goggling her with his eyes. She leaned against the sink,

" What now, Clark?"

" If you want you can have mine... I mean if you really are that hungry?" Clark received a smile as he held his plate towards Lois. She grabbed the plate as her reply and sat back down. She looked at him, he was still looking at her.

"If I would have know your boyfriend was starving you I would have made more"

"It is just that I haven't had a good Sunday breakfast like this since... Martha" Lois shut up quickly knowing that Clark hadn't been back there since Lana and Lex's marriage.

Lois never figured Clark to be one to run away from family; but then again he was twenty-one he did, so I guess he had all the right to.

"How is she by the way... you know since I left?" Clark asked her with a wiry voice.

Lois just stared at him wishing she didn't have to be the one to tell him about his mother, the only reason

Martha didn't tell him was because she figure it would just worry him too much and she didn't want to do that.