It was getting harder each day Chloe was around him. The more he heard her voice, always talking about the mystery that is Clark Kent, the more he needed release. Whenever she was around him, he lost all rational thought. He would much rather hear her saying his name instead of talking about Clark.
He didn't know which was worse, hearing the young lady, who was recently playing the key role in his late night fantasies, talk about Clark Kent or his father. True, his father was always spoken with complete disgust, but atleast she talked about him.
And this is where Lex always lost it. Constantly curious if the young woman, standing before him right now, ever spoke his name outside of their conversations. Then his mind would wander over what else he could be doing with her, other than participating in what they called their verbal judo, which was always fun but not enough to satisfy his need.
Lex has been needing to resort to his nightly business arrangements more than ever as of late. Most of the time they didn't satisfy his ever insatiable need. Nothing could, except for her.
He simply could not take it any longer. The absence was starting to drive him mad. Sitting in his office chair, not bothering to try and listen to what she was saying. Probably something about Clark or his father, anyways. He watched her instead, like a good business partner that he's sure that he won't be much longer. He watched how she fidgeted when she thought he was looking at her just a bit too long, which was quite often. He watched as her eyes lit up and her voice raised an octave once she started on her theories or new discoveries.
No, he couldn't take it any longer. "Would you like to have dinner?" The question was asked before he realized that he was thinking it.
Chloe's eyes widened, mouth slightly opened, completely surprised by what he just asked. "What?"
Lex became brave suddenly, seeing Chloe standing there, anticipating what he was about to say. He had her full attention, she wanted to make sure what she heard was real and he had every right to convince her that it was. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"
She was still surprised, after the second time it was asked, she clearly didn't expect the inevitable question that Lex knew he would ask. He watched her struggle to keep her composure, mentally laying out the intentions that he might have for asking the question. Lex immediately smiled at her quizzical mind. "Umm, where?"
"Metropolis, perhaps?" Once again Lex surprised her. He was happy with the effect he was having on her, glad that he hasn't lost his touch.
"When?" She was asking a lot of questions, clearly trying to think things over before jumping into a rash conclusion. He liked that about her, taking her time to actually think. He hasn't seen a woman do that in a long time, of course the type of women that he has been around weren't exactly known for their brilliant minds.
"How about tonight?" Yes, he did notice it was nearing eight o'clock and that it takes some time to arrive in Metropolis, but he didn't plan on driving back to Smallville and he doubts that Chloe thought he would by the look on her face. She knew that she wouldn't be going home tonight if she chose to go with him, he was that readable right now. He wanted her to know what he was thinking. He even wanted her to know how much he's been wanting her for the past couple of weeks, but he wasn't willing to go that far, not yet anyways.
Chloe still took her time in answering, Lex giving her all the time in the world. On the other hand, he felt like he couldn't wait for her answer. If it was no, he wanted to know right then, but the way she was taking her time, carefully plotting what might happen, he knew that she would say yes. But, he just couldn't wait for the answer, he wanted to take her in his car, whichever one he spotted first, and drive to Metropolis right at that moment. He was tired of waiting, all those lonesome nights, after the look-a-likes were gone, will do that to a person. Patience almost left him entirely, and was threatening to take the small bit that he had left right now, desperately wanting to hear that one single word escape her lips.
"Right now tonight or later, after I've changed, tonight?" The smile grew on her face, added with a ever rising blush to her cheeks.
It wasn't quite the single worded answer that Lex anticipated, but who was he to expect that Miss Chloe Sullivan would ever have one worded answers. He smiled, a true genuine smile that very few people ever see, "There isn't any need, you look completely fine the way you are now." He received another smile. Mentally giving himself a pat on the shoulder, he stood up and next to her, allowing very few inches separating them. "Shall we?" The nod of her head was all he needed to take charge and head off to Metropolis.
He didn't know which was worse, hearing the young lady, who was recently playing the key role in his late night fantasies, talk about Clark Kent or his father. True, his father was always spoken with complete disgust, but atleast she talked about him.
And this is where Lex always lost it. Constantly curious if the young woman, standing before him right now, ever spoke his name outside of their conversations. Then his mind would wander over what else he could be doing with her, other than participating in what they called their verbal judo, which was always fun but not enough to satisfy his need.
Lex has been needing to resort to his nightly business arrangements more than ever as of late. Most of the time they didn't satisfy his ever insatiable need. Nothing could, except for her.
He simply could not take it any longer. The absence was starting to drive him mad. Sitting in his office chair, not bothering to try and listen to what she was saying. Probably something about Clark or his father, anyways. He watched her instead, like a good business partner that he's sure that he won't be much longer. He watched how she fidgeted when she thought he was looking at her just a bit too long, which was quite often. He watched as her eyes lit up and her voice raised an octave once she started on her theories or new discoveries.
No, he couldn't take it any longer. "Would you like to have dinner?" The question was asked before he realized that he was thinking it.
Chloe's eyes widened, mouth slightly opened, completely surprised by what he just asked. "What?"
Lex became brave suddenly, seeing Chloe standing there, anticipating what he was about to say. He had her full attention, she wanted to make sure what she heard was real and he had every right to convince her that it was. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"
She was still surprised, after the second time it was asked, she clearly didn't expect the inevitable question that Lex knew he would ask. He watched her struggle to keep her composure, mentally laying out the intentions that he might have for asking the question. Lex immediately smiled at her quizzical mind. "Umm, where?"
"Metropolis, perhaps?" Once again Lex surprised her. He was happy with the effect he was having on her, glad that he hasn't lost his touch.
"When?" She was asking a lot of questions, clearly trying to think things over before jumping into a rash conclusion. He liked that about her, taking her time to actually think. He hasn't seen a woman do that in a long time, of course the type of women that he has been around weren't exactly known for their brilliant minds.
"How about tonight?" Yes, he did notice it was nearing eight o'clock and that it takes some time to arrive in Metropolis, but he didn't plan on driving back to Smallville and he doubts that Chloe thought he would by the look on her face. She knew that she wouldn't be going home tonight if she chose to go with him, he was that readable right now. He wanted her to know what he was thinking. He even wanted her to know how much he's been wanting her for the past couple of weeks, but he wasn't willing to go that far, not yet anyways.
Chloe still took her time in answering, Lex giving her all the time in the world. On the other hand, he felt like he couldn't wait for her answer. If it was no, he wanted to know right then, but the way she was taking her time, carefully plotting what might happen, he knew that she would say yes. But, he just couldn't wait for the answer, he wanted to take her in his car, whichever one he spotted first, and drive to Metropolis right at that moment. He was tired of waiting, all those lonesome nights, after the look-a-likes were gone, will do that to a person. Patience almost left him entirely, and was threatening to take the small bit that he had left right now, desperately wanting to hear that one single word escape her lips.
"Right now tonight or later, after I've changed, tonight?" The smile grew on her face, added with a ever rising blush to her cheeks.
It wasn't quite the single worded answer that Lex anticipated, but who was he to expect that Miss Chloe Sullivan would ever have one worded answers. He smiled, a true genuine smile that very few people ever see, "There isn't any need, you look completely fine the way you are now." He received another smile. Mentally giving himself a pat on the shoulder, he stood up and next to her, allowing very few inches separating them. "Shall we?" The nod of her head was all he needed to take charge and head off to Metropolis.