CHAPTER 10

Kent Farm - The following evening…

Clark is at his desk up in the loft doing some homework when he hears footsteps coming up the stairs. He turns his seat around and see's that it's Lois. He puts his pencil down and smiles at her as she walks over to the couch and sits down. "Clark, do you have a minute?"

"For you, as much time as you want," getting up from his seat and coming over to sit beside her. "What's on your mind?"

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you since yesterday and I don't want to put it off any longer."

"That sounds serious. Is there something wrong?"

"No. Absolutely not."

"Well then, what is it?"

She hands him the letter from Metropolis University. He quickly reads it, then looks up at her. "You're going back to school?" he asks.

"Uh huh. To study Journalism. I'll be going part-time for now, but maybe eventually it will be full-time."

"Well," handing the letter back to her, "I had no idea you were even thinking of going back. Why didn't you mention it before?"

"Because I didn't think they would accept me again after what happened the last time. Besides, I applied long before we started dating."

"Hum," he mutters, walking over to his usual spot next to the window; putting his hands on his hips. "I guess this means we won't be seeing a lot of each other for a while," sighing as he turns back around to look at her.

She walks over to him and puts her arms around his waist. "This is a good thing Clark – not just for me but for us. I finally know what I'm supposed to do with my life. Besides…" pulling him closer to her, "We'll still see plenty of each other. I still need help with homework. And you have that super speed of yours. If anything, I'll get sick of seeing you all the time," winking at him.

He smiles at her. "You're right," leaning his head forward to kiss her.

"Clark? Lois? Dinner is ready," Martha's voice calls out.

"We'll be right there Mom," he calls back out. He kisses Lois again; a deeper kiss involving tongues and the biting of lips. As their lips finally pull away, she says, "Who'd have thought that under all that plaid was such an amazing kisser – not to mention such a hard body," sticking her hand inside his shirt to stroke his bare chest.

"Mmm," he moans. "I always noticed you Lois. I just never did anything about it." Then he says, "We shouldn't keep my parents waiting."

"Okay," holding hands as they walk down the stairs…

A few hours later…

The four of them are watching a movie; laughing and joking around with each other. When it ends, both Jonathan and Martha get up from the couch. "I think we're going to turn in. It's been a long day" says Martha.

"We'll see you in the morning. Good night," Jonathan says as he takes Martha's hand and leads her upstairs.

"Good night Mom, Dad."

"Good night, Mr. & Mrs. Kent."

They both watch as they disappear up the stairs. Lois turns to Clark on the couch. "They are so sweet together. Did you see the way he took her hand as they went upstairs? Do you really think that will be us someday?"

Clark reaches over and takes her hand. "I have absolutely no doubt about it," raising her hand to his lips and softly kissing it.

His soft touch gives her a tingle that makes its way down to her toes. She looks at him with a sweet expression on her face. "How do you do that?"

"Do what?" continuing to kiss her hand; gradually making his way up her arm.

"Say just the right thing at just the right time?"

"Oh that. It must be one of my special abilities."

"Among other things," she says in a very flirtatious way; getting up from the couch to look down at him. She extends her hand to him. "Are you coming up with me?"

He just sighs. "I'd love to, but my parent's bedroom is right across the hall, so…"

"I understand," pulling her hand away. "I guess I'll just go to bed by myself," shrugging her shoulders.

Clark gets up and pulls her into his arms. "Good night Lois," giving her the kind of kiss that she now calls 'the tingle kiss'.

"Good night Smallville," finally pulling away from him and making her way to the stairs. She turns her head and smiles back at him, then climbs the stairs to Clark's bedroom. When he hears the door close, he plops back on the couch.

Damn! He mutters to himself. Oh well, he thinks. There's always tomorrow, getting back up. He turns the lights off and makes sure all the doors are locked. The only light in the room comes from the fire blazing in the fireplace. He pulls off his t-shirt and sweatpants and lies back on the couch. He pulls the blanket over him and closes his eyes.

About 10 minutes later, he feels something soft caress his cheek. He opens his eyes and finds Lois standing behind the couch; leaning over him and smiling. He notices that she's wearing only a flannel shirt; his favorite flannel shirt. She looks so damn sexy, watching as she makes her way around the couch and sits down next to him.

"If you can't come up to me, then I'll come down to you," leaning over him again and kissing him squarely on the lips. She pulls the blanket off him and straddles his legs. "I think we need to get rid of these," putting her hands on the waistband of his boxers and pulling them off…

TO BE CONTINUED...