Niveus Tempestas Part Two
Chloe was cooking dinner! Not just any dinner. She was cooking for Lex! She was cooking dinner for Lex in his house! Or is it referred to as mansion? The point was that Chloe was alone, during the biggest snow storm of the century, with Lex Luthor. The whole situation was surreal. Lex Luthor, sexy, former playboy billionaire was standing by Chloe, watching her cook dinner.
Chloe figured that she should cook the best thing that she knew. So she decided to prepare a crispy chicken salad. No one can mess up a salad, it isn't possible.
"It smells great, Chloe." Lex started boiling water for the macaroni and cheese. He stated that he needed to help somehow. Chloe didn't mind. The picture of Lex was surprisingly very sexy, plus she loved macaroni and cheese. It was a win, win situation. She caught herself looking at him longer than she should have. By the cocky smile on Lex's face, she could tell that he had noticed her lingering eyes.
Chloe cleared her throat, trying desperately to shift the attention to something else. "So, I hate to spoil a perfectly peaceful moment, but where is Lionel? I thought he was staying here again." She could tell by the look on Lex's face that he didn't particularly like the change of subject. Who really would after it was changed to the infamous Lionel Luthor?
"Yes, he is staying here again. He's been doing a remarkable job of reminding me." The last comment was kind of odd, Chloe had to admit. However, Lex was talking about his father, Mr. Eccentric Billionaire. "He's in Metropolis for the week. He said that he didn't have time to stay in Smallville during the storm."
So, Lionel was in Metropolis, probably figuring out ways for him to live forever. It was a plus, though, for him to be gone. It meant that Chloe and Lex were the only ones in the mansion. Lex told her earlier that he let his staff go home for the big storm. It was official now. Chloe was alone, completely alone, with Lex Luthor. She had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't just dreaming. "No, you're awake."
"What?" Lex was looking at her, no staring at her. Did she really just say that out loud?
"Uh, nothing." She couldn't help but blush, "I was just talking to myself. We, reporters, do that sometimes." She could tell by the look in his eyes that he didn't believe her. Why must the Luthors never back down from something? "The chicken is ready." Chloe quickly added the cooked chicken to the salad mixture. "How's the mac and cheese?" It was more than obvious that she wanted to shift the attention to something else.
"I just need to add the butter, milk and cheese sauce." Chloe watched Lex accidentally spill some milk on his hand. He slowly licked the liquid up with his more than experienced tongue. She couldn't help but stare at the almost pornographic scene, with a gaped mouth and all. Lex turned and smiled, a devilish grin if there ever was one. "It's ready."
Chloe blinked her eyes, "Um, ye... ye..." She had to collect herself. It was a bit harder than she thought with the images of Lex licking himself rolling through her head. "Right." Plate? Check. Food? Check. Now walking away from a what could be a wet dream in an attempt to calm your nerves? Check.
"Hungry are we?" Lex yelled after her while trying to catch up.
"In more ways than one," she whispered. Thank God the dining table was huge. She strategically sat at the end, the opposite of where Lex sat. It should be plenty of space. "Cheers." She held up her glass of wine that Lex talked her into drinking. At the moment it might not have been the wisest thing to have done. Chloe drunk the wine anyways. If she was going to lose control because of a tempting billionaire she sure as hell wasn't going to do it sober.
"Cheers." Lex let the word roll off his tongue, slow and soothing almost. Chloe realized that he had probably planned this entire thing. She could picture Lex carefully planning out his trap. Lex going to a grocery store when he already had enough food stocked in his massively sized refrigerator. He didn't need food, he went because a certain cute, spunky blonde just so happened to be staring at donuts. Then he made her feel sorry for him by making Chloe think that he couldn't cook. Hell, he probably mastered cooking at a culinary school, because that is what Luthors do. They master everything just for the hell of it. Chloe insists on cooking for him, at his place, allowing just enough time for the storm to take place so she is trapped there, alone, with Mr. Former Playboy.
Oh, yeah. Chloe had it all figured out. Since she couldn't go anywhere, she figured that she might as well join in on the fun. Because, two can play at this game.