Clark POV:
Okay. So yeah. Let's just get something straight—pun not intended but gods, maybe kind of intended—Reed was definitely not gay. Or maybe he was? Or bisexual? Honestly, I didn't even know anymore. My brain was fried. Like scrambled eggs dropped in boiling oil.
You'd think with how he'd been acting—dragging me around by a leash like a damn dog, staking his claim on me like some psycho alpha collector of sad, pathetic humans—that he was obsessed in a romantic way. Or… something close to that. I mean, the conclusion my poor rattled brain came up with was, "Reed must be into guys, and since I'm a guy, maybe I'm the target."
But nope. Nope.
Because then she appeared.
