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chapter 4

Lois sat in the limousine and pretended to be interested in everything Lex Luthor had to say about the compositions of Mozart but considering it was close to midnight and she had no romantic interest in the man, she tuned out. Everything about this evening would have made any other womaen swoon with envy:. After all, here's a good looking rich man who obviously spendings plenty of dollars over the his date. Not me. But then again, obviously not every woman had been held in the arms of Superman.

Lois let out a thoughtful sigh as the driver pulled up to her apartment complex and stopped.

"I hope you had a pleasant evening Miss Lane," Lex smoothly replied with a smile.

Lois wanted to roll her eyes back into her head but smiled brightly at Lex. "It was a wonderful evening Lex. Thank you." She proceeded to get out of the car herself, only seconds before the chauffeur could reach it from the outside.

"I'll call you tomorrow," Lex stated matter of factly. Lois nodded with a plastered on smile and headed inside her apartment building.

She took off her high heels before the elevator door opened and tookto take her to her room. She thought about the evening as she got out her keys and unlocked the door. She had gotten nothing on from Lex Luthor, not even a slightesta single thing related to the death of his father anyway. And that was the whole purpose of her going on this stupid date with him. Lois smiled as she headed inside and thought that the other reason was to make Clark Kent jealous.

She shook her head as she threw the her shoes and keys on her the couch before going outside on her porch. That farm boy sure could write, Lois admitted to herself as she looked out into the city. But he still has to put live his life on the line some of the time. He's too straitlaced. The man needed adventure or something. He needs to be more like Superman: heroic and strong.…

Lois let out another sigh as she thought of the hero and as if on cue, she was suddenly face to face with Superman himself.

"Hi there," he smiled. Flabbergasted, Lois somehow managed a slight hello. "Am I disturbing something?" He asked, noticing her attire. She shook her head no.

"I went out," she answered, still surprised over his appearance.

"Oh," he replied, not showing her any emotion whatsoever.

"It wasn't what you think," she informed him. "It was work."

"Is it everyday that you go out with Lex Luthor?" Superman asked.

Lois looked at him and placed her hand on her hips. "Is it everyday that Superman spies on me?"

"Ah, there's the Miss Lane I know." Superman said with a slight laugh. "I was just…"

"You were just looking out for me," Lois concluded for him. "I know. You kind of remind me of a friend of mine." Superman raised his eyebrows. "Clark Kent. Good guy who likes to look after people all the time."

"So I take it you like to do things yourself," Superman replied. Lois looked at him. "And not have other people look after you."

"I was raised to be independent and self sufficient. But," she went into a low, soft voice as she looked into his eyes. "I don't mind if you look after me."

Down at the Lex Luthor's place….

The date had gone seemingly well, as far as Lex was concerned. Of course he knew Lois was only after him for the story on his father's death. One of the few things his father did right was not raising a fool. But, tThere was something about this woman that attracted him.; Sure she's beautiful but somehow it's more than that. mMaybe it wa's her candor, her strength, her spunk , her beauty or something intangible. just pure guts that made him sometimes drop his guard. Whatever it wasis, it's something that makes him want to drop his guard sometimesLex told himself.. He just hoped it wouldn't ruin him or his plans, Lex told himself.

The next day….

Clark woke up in his bed to the sound of his phone ringing hystericallyinsistently, making him wish for that one momentthat he never bought the damn thing. But, thinking it was his mom, he answered the phone, only to be pleasantly surprised.

"Hey good buddy," he heard the familiar male voice say.

"Pete…"

"Come on get over to my bachelor pad and we'll get some breakfast."

"Why?"

"Does your best friend need to have an explanation?"

Clark shook his head but smiled as he told Pete he'd be over there soon and hung up on him. It was nice to have Pete back in Kansas now and especially in Metropolis with him. It made the Saturdays and Sundays far less boring and dull.

When Clark reached Pete's apartment, he saw Pete smiling from ear to ear with his Metroerpolis Bulldogs hat on and ushering Clark to come in.

"You dragged me over here to watch a football game?" Clark asked with a laugh.

Pete looked at him. "Hey, doesn't Superman ever need to have at least one football day?"

"Funny."

Pete smiled. "Actually what's even funnier is…"

"My mom made the suit," Clark interrupted as Pete roared in laughter.

"I'm just sayin!" Clark rolled his eyes.

"Enough with the suit!"

"Well how about the…."

"NO! Not even the glasses!" Clark exclaimed as he then walked over to the couch and sat down. "What, did you just want to make fun of me?"

Pete smirked as he sat down in his recliner. "No. I want to ask you about her," he held up the morning's issue of the Daily Planet with the photo of Lois Lane next to her article.

"Since when does she have a her picture of her in the paper?" Clark asked, grabbing the newspaper from Pete's hand.

"Since she was rescued by you and you let her write about it," Pete answered. "Is she dating anybody?"

Clark gave him an evil stare.

"Okaaay, I take it that I should stay off ofaway from the Lady Lois."

"It's not like that Pete," Clark started as he let out a sigh.

"Okay sSo it wasn't you that was over at her apartment last night after her date with Lex?"

Clark's mouth nearly dropped.

"Chloe…"

Pete smirked as he took back the newspaper and looked at the picture of Lois. "She's got the hots for you."

"No, she's got the hots for Superman," Clark reminded his friend.

"Either way, why were you over at her place last night?" Pete inquired.

"I…I just wanted to see if she got home all right," Clark spat out.

Pete raised an eyebrow. "You could have done that over the phone."

Clark looked at his friend for a moment. "You think I like her don't you?"

"Well it seems the signs are pointingI can argue that all the evidence point that way."

"Don't bring your lawyer side into this, Pete," Clark replied.

"But am I right?" Pete asked.

"Me? Like Lois?" Clark laughed. "She's bossy, she's rude, she's opinionated, she's a snob, uncompromising, complicated…"

"And you've fallen head over in heels with for her," Pete finished with a knowing look on his face.

Clark put his head in his hands. "I'm so screwed."