Chapter 4

Daniel nodded. “Perhaps it is unfortunate.”

Shit, thought Clark, keeping his expression friendly and neutral.

“But you were right about the beer. Exactly what I needed to get my mind off something else. Wedding this weekend. I’m not looking forward to it at all. So talk to me and tell me why a bar of all things?”

Clark gave Daniel an understanding look and turned to twirl a finger at Heather. She nodded at the “check on the order” signal, and Clark returned his focus to Daniel on the other side of the counter.

“Why nota bar?” Clark asked with a soft laugh as he leaned down to bring their faces level. “Lets me use all my psychic powers for the greater good.”

“Better than using them for evil.” Daniel gave a lazy smile. “Hm…why nota bar? Drunks? Long hours? Constant social interaction? Frantic schedules and low margins? Or are those things you enjoy?”

Oh yeah. Clark liked this guy. Hot and smart was always a rather lethal combination for Clark.