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Chapter 3
“You son of a bitch!!” Chloe screamed at Lex. She threw a folder at him, papers flying over his desk.
Lex leaned further back in his desk chair and made a good attempt to keep his smirk under control. Just a week after their whole confrontation of each others emotions at the castle and it was back to square one.
“I never said that I would let you leave me Chloe.” Lex said as he tapped fingers on his desk.
“I think it was understood from our discussion that you didn’t need to keep me around anymore to try and solve the emotional damage I’d done to you. You can’t hold me to this contract!”
“I can,” Lex said with no small amount of pleasure. “And I will.” Chloe slammed her hand on his desk. “This is such bull-shit!”
Lex slowly unfurled himself from his leather chair and moved around the desk. “Chloe, I would be a poor businessman if I let someone with your political insights slip through my fingers. Even if we didn’t have any past between us. I’m not letting you go.”
Chloe looked ready to launch herself at him and try and pull his head off.
Lex gave a dramatic sigh, “Look. Michael isn’t going to be able to make it for this dinner meeting I’m having with Senator Braxton. I want you to go home, get that nice red-number I saw you in a month ago. I’ll be by your place in two hours to pick you up.”
Chloe’s eye-brows went sky high. “Oh, that is it...”
Lex was preparing to move out of the way of a violent Chloe when there was a knock at his office door. “Come in!”
Michael walked into the office. “I’m sorry Mr. Luthor, you wanted to see me before I left?”
“Yes Michael. Could you take Chloe and just brief her on Senator Braxton please. She’ll be attending the dinner meeting with me.” “Of course sir. Miss Sullivan?”
Chloe’s eyes were narrowing and she seemed to be muttering something under her breath. She did move towards the doorway and the waiting Michael though. Suddenly she turned around, “I’m going to find a way out of that contract!”
With that said, she stormed out of the office. Lex really did pity Michael for having to deal with her right after their little confrontation.
Lex smiled as he went back to his desk. ‘Get out of that contract Chloe’, he thought, ‘I’d like to see you try’.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Crap!” Chloe muttered as she looked at her reflection in her bedroom mirror.
Carla poked her head in. “What’s wrong? You look great in that dress.”
“That’s the problem.” Chloe sighed twisting from side to side to look at herself.
“This is just a business dinner. You don’t have to act like it’s a mercy date or something. You might go the whole time without having to say more then a few words to Luthor.”
Chloe turned and gave Carla that look.
“Okay, okay. So he is coming to pick you up, so it’ll be more than a few words. Still, who knows? Maybe they’ll be some handsome up and coming business man at the dinner who you’ll strike it up with.”
Chloe reached over and took her purse. “I think the phrase you were looking for was ‘strike out’.”
The apartment doorbell rang. Carla smiled, “That’s him. Well Cinderella, you’re carriage awaits.”
Chloe suddenly sat herself down on her bed and frowned. “I’m not going.”
Carla groaned. “Come on. I didn’t mean it that way, hon. At least go so you can try the food.”
Chloe listened as the doorbell rang again. “Fine. Fine. I’m an adult, I can deal with this…crap for one night.”
“That’s my fearless friend!” Carla smiled.
Chloe walked over, picked up her wrap and walked out the door. Downstairs the limo was on the sidewalk; the chauffer opened the door and let her in.
“Evening Chloe.”
“Mr. Luthor.”
Lex laughed. “Ouch. So I’ve been neglected back to last name basis?”
Chloe ignored him, well as much as she could in that stunning black tie outfit he was wearing. Just how formal was this shindig they were going to? The limo lunged forward into the congested Metropolis traffic.
Chloe wiggled her nose. “I thought you said this was a dinner?”
Lex nodded his head as he suddenly stood up slightly in the limo and took a seat beside her.
“Yes.”
“Then what’s with the spiffy outfit?”
Lex looked down at his black tie, white shirt, business outfit. “I do admit it’s a little classier then the other suits I wear, but not any less business like.”
Chloe frowned. “In the famous words of Han Solo, ‘I have a bad feeling about this’.”
“Movie quotes,” Lex said on a smirk. “You’ve lost your touch for literature quotes I see.”
Chloe gave an impatient huff. “Look, the less we have to say to each other Lex, the better. I really don’t want to be here. If you haven’t forgotten this afternoon I am still pissed at you.”
“So I noticed.” Lex said with what sounded like heat in his voice. Chloe turned her head and found Lex admiring the way her legs were crossed and peaking out of the slit of her dress.
“Stop staring at my legs Luthor.” Chloe snapped.
“Actually,” Lex said as his eyes moved upwards managing to take in the rest of her outfit in a one over scene before meeting her eyes. “I was admiring the way you fill out that dress. Push up bra?”
Chloe chocked back a laugh. “What, you have a photographic memory of what size my breasts were all those years ago?”
Lex grinned, “I don’t remember you ever wearing a dress that showed off your...assets as well as this red little number.”
Chloe shook her head. “Okay, you’ve managed to get me a little less pissed off with the comedy routine Lex, but seriously, stop looking at me like you’re going to eat me. People will get the wrong idea.”
Lex leaned forward a little and whispered close to her mouth. “And what idea is that?”
Chloe tried to avoid his eyes, but she couldn’t seem to move. “That we’re having sex.”
“Good idea.” Lex said even softer as he leaned into her and pressed his mouth over hers.
‘Damn it’ Chloe thought, ‘why does he have to be such a great kisser’. She’d missed this. His lips were always that firm type that were warm and managed to message her own into a relaxed, warm feeling that spread from her lips to the rest of her. No one had ever been able to kiss her like Lex had. Years of practice she assumed. Chloe felt her eyes drift close and suddenly forgot that she was pissed off at him. Okay, so she hadn’t had a date in near to six months now and was likely emotionally starved for...this, but that didn’t make her an easy target. Moving her hands up to his chest she pushed him back.
“Oh, I so don’t think so Mr. Luthor. We are so not doing this.”
Lex nodded, his hands trying to pull her onto his lap. “You’re right...driver, skip the drinks and take us to the Penthouse.”
Chloe’s mind clicked back into reality. “Oh no! We aren’t going to the penthouse, in fact, I’m not even going with you to that business dinner.”
She scrambled off of his lap and moved as far away from him as she could get in the limo.
“Chloe.” Lex said in a voice that held amusement. “The dinner is being held at my penthouse.”
Chloe looked at Lex. “Oh.”
Lex smiled and pulled back from her, his hands raised upwards. “I promise to be a complete gentleman for the rest of this night.”
“How much longer until we’re there?” Chloe asked, moving to a safer topic.
“About fifteen more minuets.”
“Let’s spend that in silence please.”
Lex looked at her, “If you wish.”
