By Alaway (smaguire@ix.netcom.com)
Summary: Lois and Clark's stakeout session quickly escalates into a makeout session.
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Lois Lane shifted her legs uncomfortably. She had been stuck in a car watching nothing happen at an old warehouse for the past hour. Clark Kent, her partner, best friend, sat beside her. She took the time to study him carefully as he watched the building, a bored expression on his face. He was dressed in a pair of jean cutoffs and a blue top. Wow, she thought. She examined his fine toned muscles and firm body. Wow what hair! what eyes! wow.
Clark Kent decided this assignment was very useless. He decided watching Lois would be more fun. She was so pretty, he thought. Everything about her was absolutely, spectacularly, perfection. He longed to kiss her. Every part of him seemed to be screaming, "Kiss her!" He sighed.
Lois shifted nervously in her seat. Damn, she thought. Why doesn't he just kiss me? Damn! God, he looks oh so sexy! If he doesn't kiss me soon I'm gonna scream. 1, 2, 3-
Suddenly Clark couldn't take it anymore. He found himself throwing himself at her and kissing her with every ounce of passion he had. To his delightful surprise, she kissed him back. They fell onto the back seat, kissing madly. Clark pulled off his shirt and Lois ran her hands down his firm chest. "Oh, Lois, I love you!"
"I love you too." I've waited for this, Lois thought.
If she only knew how long I've waited for this, Clark mused.
All of a sudden Jimmy Olsen ran up to the car. "Lois! C.K.! Guess what!" He looked into the window and met Clark's gaze. He's blushing, Jimmy thought. "Whoa! Sorry you guys, didn't mean to- I mean if I'd known you were- Whoa! I'll uh, I'll meet you back at the Planet. Bye!"
Clark sighed. Lois smiled and giggled. "Clark, you should see your face! It looks like a tomato!"
"It's not funny."
"Oh yes it is. Anyway, we should get back to the Planet. We can finish this later tonight," she said slyly.
"That sounds great." Clark smiled. Great…
THE END
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