A.N – I know this part is short, but I promise a longer part next time.
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He had fallen asleep on the couch. Chloe stood watching him, with a tiny smile across her face. She wondered what she was doing here, because she knew it was wrong.
Bending down, she touched his face gently. He was sleeping so peacefully she almost didn't want to wake him up. She just wanted to watch him sleep and ponder why she was so drawn to him. It was weird how the other night they just threw every problem aside and turned to each other for comfort. He was a good listener, when they weren't ravishing each other.
"Lex," she whispered as she stroke her fingers across his bald head. His eyes opened and his lips curled into a smile.
"Chloe."
"I've been thinking," she said as she pushed herself off the floor and down beside him on the couch.
"Me too," he muttered and rose slowly.
"I don't even know why I'm here." She looked down. "Everything is so confusing right now… I'm so confused."
He smiled warmly, reaching for her face. "Have you ever had something that wasn't really yours, but you just couldn't give it back?
"What are you saying Lex?" she asked closing her eyes.
"I don't want this to end." He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "And I believe that you don't want it to end either since you're here tonight."
"We have to promise each other not to fall in love," she said under her breath as she touched his face with her fingertips.
"I promise not to fall in love with you." He cupped her face in his hands again and pulled her in for a kiss. It was passionate, yet so sweet.
"We're going to burn in hell for this," she said as they broke apart.
"Let us burn then ." Still hooded with desire he kissed her again.
"I need you," she moaned softly as he placed his hands on her breasts.
He pulled himself off the couch and lifted her up in his arms. Gazing into her eyes, he planted a kiss on her nose.
"This is what I call guilty pleasure."
She gave him a quick smile and motioned him to take her to the bedroom. They spent the whole night kissing and talking. Chloe didn't know why, but she felt comfortable around him. He was a good guy. But everytime she enjoyed herself, Clark popped up into her mind. What he would think of her if he ever found out!
He had fallen asleep on the couch. Chloe stood watching him, with a tiny smile across her face. She wondered what she was doing here, because she knew it was wrong.
Bending down, she touched his face gently. He was sleeping so peacefully she almost didn't want to wake him up. She just wanted to watch him sleep and ponder why she was so drawn to him. It was weird how the other night they just threw every problem aside and turned to each other for comfort. He was a good listener, when they weren't ravishing each other.
"Lex," she whispered as she stroke her fingers across his bald head. His eyes opened and his lips curled into a smile.
"Chloe."
"I've been thinking," she said as she pushed herself off the floor and down beside him on the couch.
"Me too," he muttered and rose slowly.
"I don't even know why I'm here." She looked down. "Everything is so confusing right now… I'm so confused."
He smiled warmly, reaching for her face. "Have you ever had something that wasn't really yours, but you just couldn't give it back?
"What are you saying Lex?" she asked closing her eyes.
"I don't want this to end." He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "And I believe that you don't want it to end either since you're here tonight."
"We have to promise each other not to fall in love," she said under her breath as she touched his face with her fingertips.
"I promise not to fall in love with you." He cupped her face in his hands again and pulled her in for a kiss. It was passionate, yet so sweet.
"We're going to burn in hell for this," she said as they broke apart.
"Let us burn then ." Still hooded with desire he kissed her again.
"I need you," she moaned softly as he placed his hands on her breasts.
He pulled himself off the couch and lifted her up in his arms. Gazing into her eyes, he planted a kiss on her nose.
"This is what I call guilty pleasure."
She gave him a quick smile and motioned him to take her to the bedroom. They spent the whole night kissing and talking. Chloe didn't know why, but she felt comfortable around him. He was a good guy. But everytime she enjoyed herself, Clark popped up into her mind. What he would think of her if he ever found out!
