Here it is, what happened on the ship, or at least part of it. Not giving it away that easily. Check it out and please review!

A little less than a month ago.

Chloe laughed at something Lex had said catching the attention of the people around them once again. It wasn't a hard thing to do, they had their attention the minute they had walked in, but even all of Lex's fame and fortune was no comparison to the crisp and clear sound of her laughter. At first everyone on the ship thought how lucky that blond haired woman was to be Lex's wife, but in the first few days of the rainy weather, it had been Chloe's kindness and charm that quickly had everyone thinking how lucky Lex was to have a woman like her.

None of this had escaped Lex, it had been pride filling to see his friend be cherished so quickly, knowing full well her worth; but that morning he saw, as well as everyone else, another reason to admire her: her beauty. It had been like icing on the cake, one that suddenly he wanted to keep only to himself.

He kept silent just watching her laugh, and then smile nervously under his stare.

"I really thought you'd be better at holding down your liquor." She said, trying to break the awkwardness she felt all of a sudden.

"What gave you the idea that I'm not?" he retorted. After several glasses he wasn't even fazed yet.

"You're looking kind of spacey already." She lifted her eyebrows and smiled widely.

"Right Chloe, I'm not the one laughing at absolutely everything." He pointed out.

"I never said I was good with alcohol." She lifted her hands in surrender. "As a matter of fact, I think I am one away of getting completely trashed, mind if I leave?" She asked.

"Why don't we both leave? A walk around the deck sounds good right about now." He charged everything to their room and held his hand out to help her out of the booth.

"I am not drunk yet Luthor." She smiled and accepted his hand anyway. He stood rooted to the spot, her hand in his. He caressed it lightly, sending a shiver up her spine. She looked up, suddenly lost in his eyes.

"I know." He murmured and turned, leaving her to wonder what he had meant. He placed a hand on the small of her back, leading her out of the bar.

She was still trying to process what had happened when she found herself out on the pool deck, the salty night air moved through her hair and face. She walked ahead of Lex and leaned on the rail, staring at the clear sky. The moon was hidden behind the shadow of the earth, giving full reign to the stars.

She took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh, letting her weight drop against the rail. She sighed again and then turned towards him, her elbows behind her, supporting her weight.

"This is nice, really makes up for that awful weather." Her eyes smiled at him, while her mouth barely lifted a corner.

Now he felt drunk.

He looked down at his hand and twirled his wedding band around, he was fighting an internal battle, and he was losing, thanks in part to the alcohol and to the intoxicating sea air and in part just by her presence.

He took a step forward.

"It's beautiful" he breathed on top of her head. Their bodies only inches apart.

She shivered slightly.

"Yes it is."

She moved horizontally slowly against the rail, and then turned, supporting her weight with her elbow. Lex was now besides her, staring intently at her.

"What do you want?" She scanned his face for any indication as to where he was going with that. "Name anything."

"And you would give it to me?" She challenged.

"Yes, anything."

"You know Lex, this may sound corny, but there really are things money can't buy." She informed him.

"Just tell me what you want. Your deepest desire."

She mulled over it a couple of seconds, glad the conversation had turned on more neutral ground.

"Fine, I want to make a difference, whether it is as a reporter with a story that will change lives, or even as a mom, raising kids that will become an asset to society and not a threat." She looked at him.

"Done." He smiled smugly

"What? No."

She walked away from the rail. He took a step towards her.

"Yes, its done." She stepped back. "You have made a difference in my life."

"No, that doesn't count." She kept stepping back. In one step he was close to her again.

"Yes it does. You have made me feel I can be exactly what I want to be, not what my father or the world wants." He grabbed her face, he wanted to let her know how much he really appreciated her, but became lost in her eyes.

Why was he doing this? She thought. Before she could voice her thoughts his mouth was on hers. She pulled back quickly, stepping back, only to find the floor was gone from underneath her. She grabbed his shirt to keep from falling, only to pull him down with her.

Splash!

The water covered them completely first, they pulled up and stood, the water half covering them.

They just stood staring at each other. Lex thinking maybe he had gone too far, Chloe not sure what to think.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have." He turned to wade his way out of the pool.

"Wait." She heard herself saying. He stopped and turned slowly towards her. Great, now what was she going to say?

She walked towards him, the water becoming shallower. She stopped in front of him, the water at their legs. Lex couldn't help but stare hard at her. Her white dress was now transparent and sticking to her skin, her red bikini evident under the dress. He found her more intoxicating than when she had only had the bikini on.

Too nervous to become aware of his admirations, she started pulling the dress away from her skin as she tried to think of what to say.

"I.." She never had a chance. Lex embraced her strongly, kissing her softly. Before she could slap herself on the head she was kissing him back. A slow smoldering fire burning inside her.

One hand was placed firmly behind her neck, the other on her back. She regained consciousness for a second and tried to free herself. He pushed her against the wall of the pool slowly taking her to deeper water. She was trapped.

She opened her eyes at the realization, then closed them again as he deepened the kiss. Her mind went free of all thought as she fought with his tongue.

He pulled his hand from her back, using his weight to hold her against the wall and caressed her leg, pulling it up besides him making her feel the full measure of his desire. She gasped in his mouth, and he swallowed it with another kiss.

"Lex." She managed out, pulling her head back, trying desperately to find validation for his actions.

His mouth moved to her neck, She knew if she spoke he would back out, probably regret it, and then walk away from her. But that's what she wanted, right?

Different kind of cliffy huh? hate to end it here, but I am gathering courage to write the smut. (blush) :)

Look for that and the full story of what happened in the next chapter.