A Walk To Remember

Chloe beamed, her whole face alight and glowing as she looked up at Clark, his short but sweet kiss causing a small amount of colour to rise in her cheeks. It was times like this, when he was in a moment of almost childlike sweetness, right down to the hesitant, innocent almost way he took her hand. She was about to open her mouth to reply to his words, when she heard her cousin’s words. A wry smile twisted her mouth. If only Lois knew just how true those words were…

A short, bark of laughter escaped her as Oliver repeated Lois’ old nickname, grinning back, squeezing Clark’s hand gently, hinting that they should escape until Lois or Oliver –or both- dropped any embarrassingly dirty jokes or hints that they knew exactly what was going on. Because she had a suspicion they did. She smiled to herself as Clark returned her squeeze with a firm one of his own.

Her eyes met Clark’s as he stumbled over his words, looking at her for ideas. She was slightly startled to find that she couldn’t come up with any stunningly good excuses for leaving the party either. “Um.” She said, not very helpfully, rubbing the back of her neck with a free hand. The fact that their hands were in the other’s was pretty much a telltale sign, and she was about to say something, even in earshot of the other couple. But then Clark spoke before her, even as she drew in a breath to speak.

She was slightly relieved, even if Clark spouted pretty much the lamest excuse in the universe. But then again, Lois wasn’t really suspicious, she knew damn well what was going on, and the smirk on her face that also showed in her hazel eyes proved that. She shrugged and let herself be steered for the cherry room, which lead to the main hall, and the exit out into the starlit grounds.

“A walk to remember…” she projected over her shoulder, turning her head and winking in return to Lois, grinning broadly and waving to them both in a ‘buh-bye’ gesture, a waggle of the fingers. The pair disappeared into the Cherry room, where ‘Sexy Love’ by Ne-Yo played, couples dancing. But she didn’t feel like dancing anymore. At least…not that kind of dancing.

'She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, with just one touch...'