Title: Wanna Bet?
Author: Color Me Chlex (aka Amber)
Rating: strong R (for later chapters, and occasional cussing)
Category: Romance/Some Angst/Humor, 100% Chlex
Summary: Chloe makes a bet with herself that she can forget all about Clark by focusing on none other than the infamous Lex Luthor.

Disclaimer: I finally will admit the truth: I do not own Smallville.

Notes: Here's your much wanted Chlexy goodness! I hope that you like it. And I'm sorry about all of the complications of not being able to update during the weekends, or at home, luckily that will be fixed before Saturday and I will be able to continue the chapter a day schedule! Expect it to be posted during the day from 7:45 AM - 3:30 PM EST. (Oh and the BtVS thing: yeah I know that the movies different from the show, but I didn't like the movie … So I decided that for this story it was going to be about the show instead.)

Chapter Eight: What? Me? Jealous?
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"Wow! That was such a great movie," Chloe exclaimed. "Don't you think so, Lex?"
"Mmmhmm."

Lex wasn't really paying attention to what Chloe was saying. He was too busy glaring at all the guys checking Chloe out. She noticed he wasn't listening to her, so she decided to have some fun.

"I think you're really ugly and annoying Lex. Don't you agree?"
"Mmmhmm."

"I think I'm going to take off all of my clothes, its starting to get a little hot. That's okay with you, right?"
"Mmmhmm."

"How about after we get into your car we make hot, fiery, unbridled love to each other in the backseat for hours?"
"Mmm- what??"

Chloe let out a completely un-ladylike snort. "I'm glad that you finally decided to listen to what I had to say." She smirked proudly at him.

Just then a boy she knew from school came up to them. He was on the football team. Stupid jock, Lex thought. "Hey Chloe," he said in a flirtatious voice, "Looking good."

She smiled at him. "Thanks, Josh."
"New shirt?"
"Actually it's Lana's."
"Oh, well I'm sure it looks much better on you." He winked at her.

Lex didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late. He slid his arm around her waist protectively. He glared at the boy called Josh in a way that would scare even the toughest football coach. Josh got the idea.

"Umm...well I guess I-I'll s-s-see you at school. Bye Chloe." Josh ran off as fast as he could while still looking normal.

"What'd you do that for? I happen to think that Josh is a nice guy, which is rare for a boy on the football team! Why'd you scare him away? He was actually flirting with me!" She stormed off leaving a stunned Lex behind.

"Chloe! Wait up," he whined.

She stomped off to his car and waited for him to unlock the doors. He did, and before he could help her into it, she had already slammed the door shut. He strode over to the drivers side of the car and climbed inside. He drove without speaking to her until they had reached his house. When he had parked the car and gotten out, he found Chloe walking off to his front porch. She sat down on the first step quietly. He decided that she may be cooled down enough to talk to.

"Chloe. I'm sorry for scaring the Josh guy away. I didn't like the way he was looking at you," he admitted as he sat down next to her.

"Why not?" Chloe asked seriously.

"What kind of a question is that?"
"A legitimate one."
"What do you want me to say?"
"The answer."
"Chloe stop being smart."
"Stop being dumb."
"How am I being dumb?"
"You can't answer a simple question, that's how!"
"Can we please stop fighting?"
"I don't know. Can you please answer my question?"
"I forgot what it was."
"Why didn't you like the way Josh was looking at me? Is it because you think of me as a kid? Or because you think of me as your little sister? What is it?"

He looked down at his hands for a second, then straight into her eyes. He took a deep breath before continuing. "His eyes were full of lust and desire. He looked as if he were ready to take you home with him and make sweet, passionate love to you for days. No one should look at you like that." She groaned, and looked away. "No one, except me." She quickly looked back into his eyes to see if he were serious. She looked as if she were waiting for a disclaimer or clarification, possibly even a punch line.

Instead, he took her hands in his and said, "Chloe, I don't know what's come over me in the past few days, but all I can think about is you. It's not lust, but it's not love either. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if it grew into love soon. If you could give me a chance, I could show you I can make you happy. All I want is a chance."

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She had to make sure he was serious. She had to know.

She pulled her hands back. She stood up and walked away with her back facing him before replying, "Lex, there are a million reasons why we can't be together."

"There are a million and one reasons for why we should." Awww, that definitely helped him out. She turned to face him.

"You're my dad's boss."
"He likes me."
"I'm a reporter. You abhor reporters."
"I don't abhor you. And I wouldn't judge you by your talent." She smiled when he referred to her writing in the Torch as talent.
"I'm 16, you're 22." (A/N: I don't really know how old he is, so I'm just guessing)
"That's only 6 years...okay, you have a point for that one." She smiled.
"Why do you want to be with me?"
"Because when I'm with you, I feel shy and young again. But the weird thing is is that even when I was young in age, I was still old in demeanor. And I was never shy. You make me feel like a regular person. I'm no longer a billionaire, untouchable, bald guy. I'm Lex Luthor, very touchable, bald guy." He stood up and strode over to her.

"I like your bald head. It makes you look even sexier."
"You think I'm sexy?"
"Do you think I would have said it if I didn't?"
"Probably not, but I like hearing you say it." He smirked at her.
"You can hear it any time you want to."
"Tell me now."

"Lex Luthor, you are so sexy that a picture of you would make me hot during a blizzard," she said with a wink. "So, Lexy..." she faked a whiny, prima-donna voice, "What about me? What about my appearance?" They both knew she was just digging for compliments, but he didn't mind giving them to her.

He leaned over into her ear and breathed seductively before saying, "Chloe, your body is so sexy and perfect that even though I'm not touching it, only seeing it, I tremble. But it's not your body I want. I want you. All of you." The more he said, the more strained it became. Damn, he needed her.

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She felt herself getting extremely aroused. She was breathing hard and could barely stand the excitement he was causing her. She closed her eyes so she could focus on the way he was making her feel. It felt so damn good. Clark had never made her feel like this. But Lex, on the other hand, had many times. She looked back up at him.

"Kiss me now, Lex," she demanded. He didn't need to be asked twice.

She felt his soft hand glide up her arm and behind her neck. He pulled her toward him and he softly let his lips meet hers. He kept kissing her, over and over again. It was driving Chloe crazy. She wasn't sure how much more of this she could take.

She pulled back. Grabbing his hand, she lead them toward the front door. She slipped her arms around his waste and pressed herself against him. "Let's finish this inside."

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