A/N - I had to get ideas down before they went...uhhh...where did they go? Like that. Anyway, you are reading this one either b/c you either chose Clark as your Bachelor #3 or are cheating and reading both. And no, they are not the same story with the names changed. If you want the Lex version, close this quickly and open the other chapter.

The Weekend, Day 1 GOOD – Chapter 4

"Wow, I really didn't think you could be that suave," she said as hugged her best friend. He picked her up off the ground and hugged her.

"Well, they told us to try to embellish and so I did. Anyway, what do you think of this place? Isn't it incredible? Come on," he practically gushed as he took her down to the small beach.

"It's incredible. Still, I wouldn't have quite pictured you being interested in being here with me." Chloe followed Clark out to the end of the dock. He turned around and grabbed his arm around her waist.

"Look, I honestly did not have a clue who was on the other side of the partition and really didn't care." He saw her glare at him. "And I didn't cheat either if that's what you're thinking." He took Chloe by the arms. "I have been sulking for weeks, months about Lana and Lex and her leaving and I realized. I need to grow up, so when the show came calling I said why not. The worst that would have happened is I didn't get picked or I hated the date if I won. But with you here, we're going to have a blast."

Chloe smiled from ear to ear – he had finally admitted to getting past Lana – it was her turn to be with him, and he wanted every minute of it. "So, what do you want to do?"

"I called and we're going sailing in about an hour. Dinner is being set up on some remote island that we're sailing out to and then back here tonight." Clark stopped as he turned and looked at her. He had never seen Chloe quite that way before. She wore a white strapless sundress and straw hat. She followed him the small stretch of beach and smiled almost giddy as he walked through the surf.

He had never been to somewhere so beautiful. Unfortunately, the places that he had been needed were always dark and dreary. He couldn't believe his luck of the most gorgeous places in the world with someone so special to him. He walked up to her and put his arm around her. "I am really happy that it was you. We have a lot of lost time to make up for, at least I do." Chloe listened to the words roll of his tongue and her smile deepened.

"What do you mean?" She hoped she knew the answer but wanted to hear it from him.

He moved closer to her and took cupped her face in his hand. Her face felt like fire as he touched her. The only time he ever did that was when he was on something. She was finally getting the real Clark, and maybe a little more grown up one at that. He whispered just barely over the waves, "Are you still in love with me?"

She looked up him in amazement. He had known all those years and never made a move. She shouldn't want to do anything with him; she was obviously his second choice, but she didn't care. "Yes," she answered inaudibly but knew he could hear her.

She swallowed as he pulled her into him. Wrapping his hand now through her hair at her neck he pulled her in and kissed her. It was soft at first as he found his way through her nervous lips with his tongue. He felt her temperature rise and picked her up off the ground. He held her in one arm with his hand still guiding her head as her mouth opened and he felt her tongue make its way into his mouth. He could feel her groan at his touch, which just increased the kiss. He could feel her hands now running through his hair and nearly lost his balance at her touch. And she was in front of me all this time and I never noticed her. I'm going to make up for that.

They were interrupted by the sailboat slipping up on the sand and unlocked their lips. "We are ready to go when you are," The sailboat captain instructed. Clark nodded and let Chloe down out of his grip.

"I need to go change. I'm not really sure of the dress on the boat." Chloe quickly disappeared into the villa as Clark sat down on the edge and discussed the catamaran with the captain. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that a second boat, the camera crew, was still bobbing out in the water, having been given instructions to stay out of clear view. Returning a few minutes later, Clark noticed shorts smaller than he ever pictured on her and a simple tank top. She had her hair up in a ponytail and had forgone the shoes.

"You ready? Chris tells me that we have about a ten minute ride." She watched as Chris pushed the boat back out into the clear water. Clark leaned up against the main mast and spread his legs far enough for Chloe to fit up in between them, wrapping his arms around her in the process. He balanced his head on her shoulder as they watched the boat fly by fish in the clear water. "You ever imagine this would happen with us?" He laid a quick peck on her cheek and waited for an answer.

"I had hoped," she choked out. "But I was never going to jeopardize our friendship for it. I cared about you and, at the time, Lana too much to do that." Clark looked down into her eyes and bit his lip.

Squeezing her tighter to him, he whispered, "I'm not going to be that guy anymore." He looked over at Chris and saw he was keenly busy in steering. He continued, "You know more about me than anyone, care more about me, and I'm really sorry it's taken so long for me to realize."

"Clark, don't apologize. Let's just start over," she whispered back as Clark's lips met hers.

The two were once again jolted apart when the boat ran aground. "We're here. You have about three hours until we have to return. The picnic prepared is over there and the island is about the size of two football stadiums." He looked at the camera crew and then smiled. "The waterway on the other side of the island is not deep enough to be navigable, so if you want to escape the cameras, I suggest over there." Chloe and Clark both looked at the man like he was crazy. He saw their reactions and tried to clarify, "You two just seemed cozy already and just in case. I'll be back in three hours."

Clark and Chloe watched while Chris pulled away, and the camera crew came in closer to the shore. They were not allowed on the island however. Clark walked with Chloe in hand over to the blanket and sat down. He pulled out the wine that was set out and popped the bottle open with finesse. Something about Superpowers, he could control the motions more. Chloe set out the wonderful dinner and marveled at the preparation.

"This is incredible," she said as she handed Clark a bite of her fish.

"You have to try this, I think it's better." He held out the fork with the spiced clam on the end. He started breathing harder watching Chloe's mouth encircle the fork and gently take the piece in the mouth. She was doing amazing things with the fork and his mind wandered to whether she had done that with anything else in particular.

"Clark, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Clark moved back to eating as Chloe continued to stare at him. This was the man that could only be hurt my Kryptonite and yet he was completely flushed.

"Clark?"

Slamming down his fork, he picked her up from the blanket and started over the dunes to the other side of the island. "No talking. I don't know if I can," he panted. Amazingly, Chris had actually laid a blanket out on the other side of the dunes in apprehension of the two. The staff there must read couples pretty well to predict their intentions. Chloe was aghast at Clark's emotions. She always wondered what would happen if he had ever told Lana the truth and didn't have anything else to hide. She now knew.

Clark laid her down on the blanket and looked at her. She was beautiful in more ways than one and he had wasted it for so many years. He was just happy she had never given up on him. "Clark," she almost moaned.

"I've wasted too much time not noticing you. And I know that we have no idea what will happen, but I…" He didn't finish the statement when Chloe pulled him down onto her gently and adjusted to have their legs intertwine.

He slid his arm under Chloe's shoulders to brace her as their kiss deepened. Her lips were hot and delicious. It didn't hurt that her gloss tasted like cinnamon. He gripped the back of her head, careful not to squeeze too tight. He felt a slight twitch of his body when her tongue slid underneath his bottom lip and around to his top lip. She pulled back and sucked his top lip as he pulled out of the kiss.

"Clark, slow down. We've got time," she stopped and kissed him deeper. Laying back into his arms again, she smiled, "We've got forever." Clark closed his eyes and nodded in affirmation. He slowed as he pulled Chloe's lips back to his and slid his free hand from around her back and up the side of her shirt, just barely grazing the side of breast. He felt Chloe shudder and plunge her tongue deeper into his warm mouth.

Returning the favor, she slid her hand down from his back and trailed down his side and grabbed him in the ass. He tightened by the movement and she could feel a small groan from him as she still had his mouth occupied. So he may be made of steel, but there were some things that still made him melt.

She again was brought back to herself as his hand slid under her top and snuck under the bottom of her bra. He had risen up to watch her reaction. She locked her eyes with his before he took her all in his hand, and her eyes floated back closed as she let out a deep moan. She opened them again, breathing harder now. He reached around the back and easily undid the clothing and pulled it with her shirt over her head. He gazed at her in utter delight. She was more beautiful than he had ever imagined, the few times he had.

Chloe smiled and motioned for him to sit up. He pulled her up with himstraddling him. As he let his hands dance over her bare skin, his temperature rose feeling every button of his shirt being delicately unbuttoned. She would barely brush her small nails against his skin each time one came undone. She pulled the shirt off and gently rubbed her hands against his smooth chest.

He pulled her into him, wanting to feel her bare skin against his. They both were on fire. Feeling his lips working from her earlobes down her neck, her head slid slightly back into his hand. She moaned softly as her hands continued to graze his bare back, feeling all the while the sweat that was building between her and his chest. "Clark," she barely whispered. "You know…we can't…not until…" She could barely breathe. She couldn't speak in complete sentences.

Clark could hear her and knew she was right. He pulled back and looked at her. She was out of breath and yet moresurpirsed he was as well. He had lost his virginity as a mortal to Lana; this was close as they could come before knowing what would happen. He hadn't prepared for the eventuality. He never thought that it would go that far that fast. "I know."

He sounded defeated. Chloe knew that his stopping was the last thing he wanted to do, but neither were prepared. "Clark, remember I said I wanted to start over and you said we've lost all this time. I want it to be right this time between us."

Clark cupped her face and ran his other arm around her back. "It will be; this is a new beginning for us. I promise I won't screw it up this time." She was worried about stopping him; he was like every other male, it was difficult to get them to calm back down. But she knew he was different when he pulled back and smiled. One simple gesture; he was willing to wait for her, to keep her safe.

Kissing her, he handed her shirt and bra back to her as he put his shirt back on and sat on the blanket observing the sun going down. He felt Chloe's hand brush against his and put his arm around her while she cuddled up next to him.

'On a hidden beach under a golden sun
She spread a blanket
That we laid down on and loved the world away
In Marina Del Rey
And as we looked into each other's eyes
We found our body's lost in paradise
Like castaways'

"Chris is back with the boat."

"How do you know?"

Clark pointed at his ear as Chloe rolled her eyes in temporary embarrassment. Of course you would know, duh. He helped Chloe off the blanket and folded it up. He assisted her as they walked much more slowly back over the dunes than he had taken over the first time. Riding back on the boat, they silently sat like before and watched the sun go down, all the while being followed by the cameramen.

Once entering the villa, Chloe left to take a bath and Clark spied for the cameras around the villa. They had them hidden almost better than the ones he had found in Lex's mansion. The operation, game show, was well planned if nothing else. "All yours," Chloe announced as she sprung up on the bed in a pair of boxer shorts and matching top.

Chloe watched him leave and then plopped back into the mound of pillows that covered the bed. She closed her eyes and inwardly sighed. She wanted to scream excitement into the pillows but knew that Clark would still hear her. Today, she was on an island with Clark and nearly made love to him. She now knew it would happen someday, after all her pining and waiting. He was well worth the wait. She took another deep breath and threw some of the pillows on the floor and pulled the over plush comforter back. Crawling underneath the sheets she shed her top and threw it in the chair several feet away.

Clark came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, rubbing his hair with another one. "Hey." He smiled at her with that farm boy grin that she had come to love, and she instantly felt like the mush she was around him in high school. She watched as he threw the towel on top of her shirt that he now noticed on the chair. He thumbed the knot in the towel around his waist and watched as she bit her bottom lip. Pulling the knot out, Chloe shrieked and then threw a pillow at him. He had bottoms on and was teasing her. Clark had grown a sense of humor somewhere along the way. "May I?" Clark pulled back the other side of the comforter.

Chloe felt her words catch in her throat at the thought of sleeping with him all night. She slid down under the covers and turned over to face him. "Goodnight." She waited, not knowing whether to turn over or continue to face him.

"Goodnight," he said softly as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. She felt him run his hands down her back and she did the same to him. She nuzzled into his chest and fell asleep.