CHAPTER 18
Chloe woke up surprisingly warm. Opening her eyes, she saw a pale arm wrapped around her waist and felt a vast expanse of warm skin pressed against her back. A thin smile played on her lips as she gave herself a play-by-play of the night's activities. She turned her body over, inch by inch as not to wake her sleeping bedmate, so that she was facing Lex head-on. Even in sleep, he and Clark were polar opposites. Where Clark had curled up and stretched out like a small puppy, Lex sprawled out on the mattress like a lion marking his territory, arm pressing forcefully into her side, legs akimbo on tangled sheets.
"Stop staring at me, Sullivan." He growled, his eyes still closed. "I'm sleeping."
Chloe snickered amusedly. "Still sleeping, huh? Well, let's just test that theory." She squirmed around on the bed to get closer to Lex and proceeded to litter his face with light kisses, murmuring in her thickest, throatiest voice in-between them. "Last night was amazing. Transcendental. You, Alexander Luthor, are a sex god."
Lex struggled to keep a straight face, but eventually cracked into a smug grin. Admitting his surrender, he opened his eyes and wrapped his arms around her waist. "But surely you were expecting that."
"Worry not, Mr. Luthor," she rolled her tongue over the formality. "All expectations have been consistently met. But what about me? Any expectations met or thrown out the window?"
Lex looked into her eyes, realizing the absurdity of Chloe Sullivan's not-so-subtle fishing for compliments. "Well, you were very quiet."
Chloe shook her head as she puzzled over his comment, her mussed hair flaring out around her. "Quiet? Please explain."
"Well, since I'm had the pleasure of your acquaintance, I have known you to be boisterous, outgoing, and even obnoxious when the situation demanded it. I, by all accounts, would have pegged you for a screamer." Chloe smacked him playfully across the chest as she rolled away from him and slid off the bed.
"Such a funny guy in the mornings, Lex. You should get a talk show." She bent down to pick some articles of clothing off the floor of her bedroom and dropped them on her desk. She noticed her phone flashing, flipped it open and dialed in to check her messages.
"Duty calls?" Lex smirked as he watched Chloe practically pounce on her cell phone. She shook her head, suddenly looking pale as she clutched the phone to her ear. Her mouth drawn into a tight line, she started to pull on whatever clothes she grabbed first, dropping her phone in the process. Lex crouched to pick it up, and pressed it to his own ear only to hear a mechanical voice asking whether or not the message should be saved or deleted. "Chloe, what's going on?"
"We have to get to the hospital, Lex. Hurry up and get dressed."