Chapter Thirty: A New Suitor
The Next day, Lois stormed to her desk at The Daily Planet. She slammed her purse down on the messy surface scattering some loose papers down onto the floor. Grumbling under her breath, she bent down to pick them up.
"Whoa, what's got your panties in a bunch," Chloe asked leaning against her own desk.
"What do you think?" Lois sneered, snapping her neck up so fast Chloe was surprised that she didn't get whiplash.
"Hey, don't bite my head off," the blonde asked defensively.
She squatted down to help Lois pick up the papers.
"Lana, again?" she asked.
"No, not again, still," Lois answered. "Clark kissed her Chloe. He still wants her."
"I know, the whole Clana thing is frustrating," Chloe sighed.
"It's not just that, well it is just that," Lois said, standing, finally finished picking up the papers.
Chloe stood too.
"Chlo, he's married to me, you would think Clark Kent would be the loyal type, but no, I was wrong. He's just another dog like so many men are in this world. You think he was raised better than that. No, I know he was raised better than that. How could he do this to me?"
Chloe handed Lois the papers she had collected.
"He was probably just relieved that she was alive," she said. "He probably feels bad about the whole thing."
"Yeah right," Lois said. "He's probably upset that he got caught."
"Clark isn't like that," Chloe defended her best friend. "He was more than likely in shock."
"That still doesn't excuse his behavior," Lois argued.
She plopped down into her desk and sighed heavily. She placed her papers down and placed her elbow onto the desk's surface then rested her head on her hand.
Chloe sat down at her own desk. She knew it was hopeless to defend Clark at the moment, Lois wasn't listening.
"So, what have the cousin's been working on?" asked Grant as he approached the duo.
Lois' eyes widened and she sat up straight, gathering her stack of papers and straightening them. Chloe stared at her computer and pressed the print button on her article.
"I have a new article for you to read," the blonde answered.
"Lane?" Grant asked.
"I'm going over my notes about our creepy downtown flasher," Lois answered.
She looked down at her notes and saw that she had the correct ones.
"Very good," the editor said.
He placed his hands on the back of Lois' chair and Chloe frowned.
"Lane, there was something I've been meaning to ask you," Grant said. "It's a private matter."
"Of course," Lois said standing.
They walked over to the copying and printing area. Chloe kept a worried eye on the two.
"What is it?" Lois asked.
"Go out with me, tonight," Grant said bluntly.
"Are you serious," Lois asked. "You're my boss. There are so many ways that is wrong."
"I'm not asking you to sleep with me, Lane. Just one dinner date."
Lois bit her lip. She wasn't sure. She was attracted to Gabriel. He challenged her and was blunt with her. But she was a married woman. Then again, Clark did kiss Lana behind her back and this would be a free dinner and an excuse not to be near Clark for a couple of hours.
"Alright," she agreed. "Just one dinner."
"Great," Grant said. "I'll pick you up at 8."
"At the Talon," Lois said.
"At the Talon," Grant confirmed before walking out, looking smug with himself.
Chloe waited until Grant was out of sight, before she rushed over to her cousin.
"What did he have to ask you?" she asked.
"He wanted a date," Lois said walking pass her cousin and back into the bullpen.
"A date," Chloe nearly squeaked before following. "Are you out of your mind? You're married."
"How do you know I agreed to the date. I could have said no."
"He looked too happy for you to have said no, Lois."
"So, I said yes, big deal," Lois said. "It's not like I want to be married. Besides, it's just dinner, nothing more."
"Just dinner? Lois, you're stepping on thin ice," Chloe said. "Clark is not going to like this."
"Clark can't really say anything about it," Lois said angrily. "He cheated on me first."
"Two wrongs don't make a right," Chloe argued.
"Are you going to quote every cliché in the book?"
Chloe frowned up at her cousin. This whole Clark cheating thing was going to end badly. She sighed in frustrated.
"I'm going to need to go to the Talon to get ready," Lois added.
"What, why," Chloe asked.
"Because, I don't want Clark to know,' Lois explained.
"Oh," Chloe said. "What are you going to tell him?"
"That I have to work late," Lois answered. "You're not going to tell him are you?"
Chloe shook her head no.
"But I won't lie to him either," she said. "Lois this is wrong. All you have to do is wait a little while longer and you and Clark will be divorced at you can date whoever you want."
"I know, but I want to do this, I need to do this. I need to pursue this."
Lois shifted uncomfortably as she thought about it. She did not want to confess to anyone something she wasn't sure she wanted to admit to herself.
"I need to do this because I think I'm starting to have feelings for Clark," she said.
"Then don't do this, don't go this date," Chloe pleaded.
"I don't want to have feelings for Clark," Lois said. "He's Lana's, he's always been Lana's."
Chloe looked at her cousin with pity. She knew the feeling. For years she wanted Clark to see her as more than a friend only to have Lana step in the way. It hurt. It always hurt.
"Okay," she said. "But don't do anything stupid tonight."
For the rest of the day, Chloe said nothing about her date with Grant, but stared at her cousin with disapproving looks. Lois tried to avoid her cousin as much as she could. She kept her eyes on her notes, then her computer as she typed her notes.
She was relieved when the day ended and she could get away from Chloe. Chloe was the one to actually be working late. So, she didn't have to see her at the Talon. But when Lois finally got to the apartment, Lana was there. Chloe had forgotten to tell her that the petite brunette was staying there.
"Lois, what are you doing here?" Lana asked.
Lois glared at her. She did not answer her, she walked to her closet and pulled out a red dress with spaghetti straps. She walked to her dresser and pulled out some underwear.
"I asked you a question," Lana said.
"And I heard you, but right now I'm busy. Leave me alone," Lois answered before marching into the bathroom. She locked the door and turned on the shower.
After a long shower, Lois put on her red strapless bra and her red thong, before she stilled her hair, allowing it to fall in her natural heavy curls. She put on her make up then shimmied into her tight red dress.
"You look good," Lana greeted her as Lois stepped out of the bathroom.
Lois continued ignoring her as she walked to her closet to grab her red pumps. She sat at the corner of her bed and put her heels on.
"Clark must be taking you out somewhere special," Lana said crossing her arms under her breast.
"It really isn't any of your business," Lois answered, standing up and straightening her dress.
"Clark is my business."
Lois sent a death glare at the woman. She was going to put her in her place, but there was a knock on the door.
Lois answered it and smiled.
"Hi, Grant," she said happily.
"You looking good Lane," Grant complimented.
"It's Lois tonight," Lois requested.
Lana stared at the two. She did not say anything, just watched as they made niceties until they left. She smiled wickedly to herself, before she walked to her phone and called Clark.
"Lana?" Clark said. "Why are you calling me?"
"It's about your wife. She's out on a date."
Even though she could not see it, Clark frowned.
"She called me earlier and told me she was working late," he said.
"Well, I just saw her leave the Talon with her date," Lana said.
There was a long pause.
"Uh… Thank you for telling me Lana," Clark finally said.
"You're welcome, Clark," Lana said and they hung up.
Meanwhile, Lois and Grant were on their way to the restaurant. Lois felt incredibly nervous. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. What was she going to tell Clark when she got home and was dressed the way she was? Hopefully, she wouldn't have to. Hopefully, he would be asleep.
"Relax," Grant said noticing her nervousness.
"Sorry," Lois apologize meekly.
Grant frowned. He was used to Lois be more determined, more pushy, all and all aggressive.
"It's just dinner, Lan… Lois," he said. "Nothing has to happen unless you want it to."
"Yeah," she said.
Grant quickly glanced over at her worriedly. But did not say anything. They did not talk until they were seated in the restaurant, when Grant broke the ice, and asked Lois about her family.
"Well, my dad's a general in the United States Army," she said not wanting to go into too much detail. "My mom passed away when I was six. I have one sister, Lucy. She travels."
"That's all?" Grant asked.
"That's all you're getting for the first date," Lois replied.
"Fair," Grant said as he looked over the menu.
"What about your family?" Lois asked as she looked over her own menu.
"I don't want to talk about my family," Grant answered with irritation.
"I talked about mine," Lois argued.
"I said drop it," Grant said raising his voice slightly.
"Okay," Lois said. "So, how do you like Metropolis?"
Grant shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. He went to answer the question when their waiter approached them. They gave him their orders. The waiter left to place their orders and get their drinks.
"It's nothing special," Grant said. "I mean, it's a great city and it's crime wait so bad, but it's no New York."
"Well, I like it," Lois commented. "It has the thrill of a large city with the safety of a small town. Can't beat that."
"True," Grant said.
Lois smiled at him.
They continued to converse throughout their date. They didn't really discuss much, just absentminded dribble and some of their likes and dislikes. They ate their dinner and had dessert.
Nothing else happened until Grant drove them back to the Talon.
"So, here we are," Grant said as he draped his arm behind her seat.
"Yeah," Lois said suddenly speechless from nervousness. "I guess I should go up."
She went to let herself out when Grant's left hand connected with her arm and gently guided her to turn to him. He then kissed her softly on the lips.
Lois held her breath. The only guy she had kissed in the last few months had been Clark. It was kind of nice to kiss someone else, but a nagging feeling told her that this was wrong.
When Lois did not pull away, Grant deepened the kiss, running his tongue over her lips, asking for entrance, only gaining it when she gasped in slight surprise.
Once, Grant's tongue caressed hers, Lois gave into temptation and returned the kiss. She felt her boss smile and his hand, that had previously been behind the chair, massage the back of her neck and pull her closer.
A pleasant tingle ran up Lois's spine. She felt something for Grant, lust. It was nothing like the lust she felt for Oliver, and most definitely not like the fire she felt for Clark.
Nothing before it felt like the passion she felt for her husband. It was there from the moment she met the farm boy, completely naked in that cornfield two, nearly three, years ago. She suppressed it all these years. She suppressed it until the other night, when Lana had supposedly died. She couldn't bare seeing Clark in pain and wanted to take it away, even if it was just for that moment.
Lois gasped, she realized something, something that she had thought of before and denied. She was in love with Clark Kent.
Thinking that Lois's gasp was one of pleasure, Grant ran his left hand up her thigh and gently pushed up her skirt. It was when he lightly touched her panties that Lois moved away.
"I can't do this," she said panting for air.
"I thought we were having a good time," Grant said.
"We were, but this is wrong," Lois said. "I'm married. I shouldn't have said yes to this date in the first place."
Grant stared at her disbelief.
"Married?" he asked.
"Yeah," Lois said. "To an unbelievably lame farm boy with a hero complex. He drives me crazy, but he's always there for me. He knows what to say when I'm upset and he's the most noble, loyal guy I know. Heck, he's a freaking boy scout."
She smiled absently as she pictured Clark.
"If you're married, then why did you agree to go out with me?" Grant asked.
"I wanted to get back at him for kissing his ex," Lois answered honestly.
"Then he's not as noble and loyal as you believed him to be."
"No," Lois said getting out of the car. "He's human and makes mistakes. Good bye Grant. Thank you for the lovely evening."
She shut Grant's car door and went to her car.
Grant rolled down his window and leaned over to the passenger's side window.
"Your husband's a lucky man, Lane," he shouted out to her. "See on Monday."
Lois waved at him as she got into her car and drove home as fast as the speed limit and maybe a little bit over could permit. She had to talk to Clark. She had to tell him that she forgives him for kissing Lana.
When she finally entered the farmhouse, she saw Clark leaning on the kitchen island.
"Where have you been?" he asked in a serious tone.
"I'm not going to lie to you, Clark," Lois said.
"You already have," Clark interrupted.
"Okay, I'm not going to lie to you any more," Lois continued. "I was out on a date with Grant Gabriel. He kissed me and I kissed him back, but that's it. Well, maybe not it, he did try to feel me up."
She was unbelievably nervous.
"How could you do that? How could you betray me like that?" Clark asked sharply.
"How could I?" Lois asked angrily. "You did the same thing to me."
"That doesn't excuse you," her husband argued. "You were supposed to not make a bad situation worse. Besides, at least I only kissed Lana, nothing else happened."
"Well, it's not like I asked Grant to grope me," Lois defended. "At least, I didn't have to be caught to stop myself from going further."
Clark opened his mouth to give a retort, but couldn't find the words. Lois had got him on that one. He wasn't sure if he would have stopped kissing Lana if Lois hadn't caught them.
Lois took a deep breath. She calmed herself.
"You're right," she said reluctantly. "It was wrong of me."
Clark continued to glare down at her. He was really hurt by Lois's betrayal. He really was falling in love with her and even though he hurt her first, he still couldn't help but be angry at her.
"If you're done scolding me, I think I would like to get out of this dress and go to bed," Lois said.
Clark nodded curtly.
"I'll be up in a minute," he said.
"I don't care," Lois said her own anger having returned.
She couldn't believe that Clark would dare confront her about going out on a date. She called it off before too much happened. It's not like she had feelings for Grant. And to Lois that's what it all came down to. Lois didn't have feelings for Grant, but Clark did have feelings for Lana. To her, that made his betrayal far worse than her own.
END OF CH. 30