A few hushed words of encouragement mixed with bewilderment later, Chloe
was being escorted down her apartment's stairs by Whitney, looking the best
she had ever seen him.
She remembered what Cassie had told her with a flushed face. "Just be a girl, Chloe. Don't try to be anything your not. He obviously wants to hang out with you tonight, not the super-crazy-heart-of-stone girl all good reporters can be."
"Take-no-prisoners mode if officially off." Chloe reminded herself quietly while she stole a look at Whitney.
"Yeah, I think I look good too." He said, catching her eyeing him.
"I was going to comment, but you've just lost your chance of ego inflation." Chloe retorted as she slid into the gleaming pickup truck she wasn't all to surprised to see. "So, how many more days until this baby gets wrecked like the rest of them?" Chloe teased.
"I fully blame all my incidents with cars on the meteors of Smallville. I'm a perfectly fine driver." Whitney replied, sticking his keys into the ignition and causing the car to roar to life. "Besides, who'd want to risk running a great dress like that by getting in an accident?" Whitney said snarkily.
"Nice, Fordman. I'm glad to see being in the military hasn't stunted the reasons half the population of Smallville was in love with you before you shipped out."
"Are you hinting that you had a crush?"
"I never! Did you?"
"Oh, come off it. You know I loved Lana---" Whitney started, but Chloe interrupted.
"Ok, sore spot. Move on!"
"I was saying that you KNOW I loved Lana, but I always wondered what one night with you would be like. Probably a lot more eventful than a night at the Talon."
"Always is---and tonight's your chance. Ravish me and I'll show you the crazy side to me."
"You mean the crazy side isn't writing editorials that almost got you beheaded in high school, falling out of windows, trying to track down Ben Affleck when you heard he was staying in a hotel a few blocks away from your apartment---" Whitney laughed.
"Ok, I was trying to be all sexy like Cassie said, but it's not working."
"I like you just the way you are, Sullivan."
"Good, 'cause that's who you're getting. But seriously, I'd like to get to the dance before this dress starts to fade. Can we speed up just a bit?" Chloe asked, watching the scenery pass by slowly.
"You asked for it!" Whitney said, gunning the car and sending them rocketing off.
-end part four
She remembered what Cassie had told her with a flushed face. "Just be a girl, Chloe. Don't try to be anything your not. He obviously wants to hang out with you tonight, not the super-crazy-heart-of-stone girl all good reporters can be."
"Take-no-prisoners mode if officially off." Chloe reminded herself quietly while she stole a look at Whitney.
"Yeah, I think I look good too." He said, catching her eyeing him.
"I was going to comment, but you've just lost your chance of ego inflation." Chloe retorted as she slid into the gleaming pickup truck she wasn't all to surprised to see. "So, how many more days until this baby gets wrecked like the rest of them?" Chloe teased.
"I fully blame all my incidents with cars on the meteors of Smallville. I'm a perfectly fine driver." Whitney replied, sticking his keys into the ignition and causing the car to roar to life. "Besides, who'd want to risk running a great dress like that by getting in an accident?" Whitney said snarkily.
"Nice, Fordman. I'm glad to see being in the military hasn't stunted the reasons half the population of Smallville was in love with you before you shipped out."
"Are you hinting that you had a crush?"
"I never! Did you?"
"Oh, come off it. You know I loved Lana---" Whitney started, but Chloe interrupted.
"Ok, sore spot. Move on!"
"I was saying that you KNOW I loved Lana, but I always wondered what one night with you would be like. Probably a lot more eventful than a night at the Talon."
"Always is---and tonight's your chance. Ravish me and I'll show you the crazy side to me."
"You mean the crazy side isn't writing editorials that almost got you beheaded in high school, falling out of windows, trying to track down Ben Affleck when you heard he was staying in a hotel a few blocks away from your apartment---" Whitney laughed.
"Ok, I was trying to be all sexy like Cassie said, but it's not working."
"I like you just the way you are, Sullivan."
"Good, 'cause that's who you're getting. But seriously, I'd like to get to the dance before this dress starts to fade. Can we speed up just a bit?" Chloe asked, watching the scenery pass by slowly.
"You asked for it!" Whitney said, gunning the car and sending them rocketing off.
-end part four