A/N: I will be disappearing for five days, hence the shortness of the chapter (that and the thousand word essay I have due when I return) I promise a really really long chapter six, and seven by the time I come back... hehe... hopefully I will update on the fifth or sixth...
Masquerading
By S. Ann Smith
Chapter six: Lost in the Masquerade
She wanted to be happy. She knew that she should be, but why wasn't she? Here she was sitting across from one of People's sexiest men alive, they were wining and dining at the most expensive restaurant in Gotham City, none-the-less, and she was wishing she was with another man(who let's face it, was also on the list of the sexiest men alive).
Chloe sighed. Why was life so complicated now that she was all grown up? Wasn't it every girl's dream to be with someone as good looking as Bruce, and have them want you? Apparently to her heart now, it wasn't her dream, or maybe it was the wrong guy.
"You don't look like you're having much fun." Bruce said breaking the silence that had started after Chloe put her tape recorder away and officially ended the interview. That was at least ten minutes ago.
"I'm fine, everything is great." She said looking into the eyes of the tall dark and handsome man in front of her.
He looked at her more seriously as he quietly spoke."I can take you home if you don't want to be here."
"It's not like I don't want to be here, Bruce. It's just- I don't know." And she really didn't.
"Really, you don't know? Because I do." He smiled in a wise fashion.
"So, what is it wise guy?" She took a sip of her water, her eyes watching him carefully. SHe wasn't sure if he was serious or not, and it really bothered her.
"You love A." he said softly. He said it so softly that she wasn't sure she had heard him right.
"Wha- what?"
"You love A," he said again leaning towards her, "and that is why he's standing right over there waiting for my signal to take my spot." He whispered like he was telling one of the greatest secrets of all time.
She froze, she had been tricked! Double crossed, or something of the sort. She couldn't believe she didn't see it coming, because she usually could. But then again there was all those times with Clark, but she was in high school then, and extremely gaga for the farm boy. Her decision was made for her, whether she liked it or not, and she would have to live with it. Not that it was a bad thing. She decided as Lex came over. Bruce and he exchanged glances, and Lex sat down across from her.
"I'm sorry I'm late, my lady." His eyes mirrored that of a mischievous child who had just stolen the best cookie in the jar.
"You planned this didn't you?"
TBC
See you all when I come back to civilization. :)
