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Chapter D is for Dreams

When Lex said he would walk her to her room's door, Chloe played along. She liked interacting with him better when no one was around, when she didn't have to hide how comfortable she was around him, as comfortable as anyone could get around a billionaire. A lot of the comfort stemmed from the trust built during the murder trials. They worked well together and she only stepped on his toes when he was asking for it.

“So, this is my door,” Chloe teased with her hands clasped behind her back. She tilted her head and smiled up at him through light brown lashes.

“So it is,” Lex replied and smirked at her little game.

“Well?” Chloe ventured, raising an eyebrow expectantly. She thought she'd done a really good job tonight and wanted a reward.

“Well what?” Lex asked, holding his head back with his hands casually in the pockets of his slacks.

“Aren't you gonna give me a goodnight kiss?” Chloe bit down lightly on her bottom lip to tantalize him but only served to titillate herself. Her lips were very sensitive to touch.

Lex gave a short and soft laugh at her audacity. They didn't drink any alcoholic beverage for dinner or during the brownie dessert, so he had no real explanation for why Chloe was acting so...tempting. Leaning down, he let his lips hover over supple mouth. Her eyes closed and her lips parted to further invite him in.

“So, you want me to kiss you?” Lex whisper onto her skin. His sweet brownie breath tickled her and made her lick her lips.

“Mhm,” Chloe managed. Lex reached out to touch her then, to run a gentle hand over her shoulder and arms. The touch sent her reeling inside but in reality, she just leaned against the door to her room. Lex's mouth still teased her, but not her lips. He caressed her cheek and neck with his soft mouth, finding his was to the shell of her ear where his free hand swept her hair back and away.

“Wish I could,” Lex murmured in a deeply sexy timbre.

Chloe's alarm woke her up at six in the morning. She gritted her teeth with frustration, she was sure she could have convinced Lex to kiss her. That was when her eyes widened with shock. That wasn't Clark Kent she was trying to convince in her dreams, it was Lex freakin' Luthor! And it was so utterly sexy that Chloe wondered if she tried to go back to sleep if she could get back to that point. Unfortunately, she was too turned on to go to sleep and she'd promised herself to not make Lex wait around for her in the morning, she couldn't satisfy any of her needs.

She was up and out of bed, with a frustrated groan. Again, there were no slippers by her bed. She should really grab her pair from home. She just hated touching her bare feet to cold linoleum. It was one of the worst things about the morning, the other horrible thing with her warm ass on the cold porcelain.

There was a box on her bed, she remembered seeing it last night but was in no hurry to see what Lex would dress her up as. Luckily, it was a bit toned down. There was a very cute purple capped sleeved teeshirt with a variation of her name on it. It read LOVE in white right across her breasts but didn't bare her midriff at all. Instead, it hugged her like a glove. There was a pair of Bermuda shorts and a charm bracelet that made all sorts of twinkling sounds when she moved.

There was also a few underthings in the box that she wore beneath her new clothes. A sports bra, she assumed would be for tonight, an a REGULAR package of underwear. She was a little relieved to know that Lex didn't finger her panties before buying them for her, but also a little disappointed.

She fixed her hair, fluffed it up, and fixed it again. When she was satisfied how it looked, Chloe applied her mascara and her lip gloss. It was the first time in a while that she had time for make up. There was something new on her sink that hadn't noticed before. A little perfume bottle with an old fashioned pump. Chloe sniffed it before she tried it, but because she was inexperienced with perfumes, she only spritzed herself once to avoid smelling like she had bathed in it. When the scent settled on her, she thought it smelled even better, like a vanilla flowers.

By the time she came downstairs, breakfast had made it's way to the table. She was just in time because Lex had already seated himself and was reading the morning paper. Seeing him stirred her appetite for kissing and made her hyper focused on his mouth. So when he licked the corner of his lips and ran his fingers over them, Chloe wanted to melt.

“Is there something on my mouth?” Lex asked, unnerved by her hooded expression.

“Yeah,” Chloe said dreamily but snapped out of her trance enough to correct her behavior, “but you got it off,” Chloe finished and took her seat.

Breakfast was an omelet filled with veggies, toast, a glass of OJ and half of a grapefruit. Lex had the other half of the grapefruit and they both saved it for last.

“So, I was wondering, who's invited to the party?” Chloe asked as she pushed the veggies around her plate. Lex put his paper down and considered her question.

“Who do you want?” Lex asked in return.

Chloe didn't know a lot of high society people. Lana, was of course, the only person she could see at one of these things. And she'd bet the girl was already good at dancing. But Chloe didn't think she'd want to see her rival there. After a while, Chloe shrugged.

“Who do you want?” Chloe shot back.

“The mayor of Metropolis has a son about your age, I think. He is attending Metropolis University for Political Science, I think. And there's also Wendy's son, the premiere socialite of this year. And I'm sure they've got friends,” Lex said.

Chloe didn't think any of these guys sounded interesting. But then, she thought of why Clark was so interesting. He was just a farmer's son. But he was so big and strong, and he didn't have a mean bone in his body. And, even better, he was her best friend. Chloe decided that she wanted Clark to be there. If he was, maybe she would try harder not to mess up.

“Can Clark come?” Chloe asked. She didn't want to reveal too much in her voice but her expression gave her away.

“Of course he can come to the party,” Lex replied, “He's our friend!” And though Lex did recognize Clark as a friend and in any other circumstance, would have treated him like a younger brother, in this situation, he was a rival. Lex knew it was silly to think of himself as a rival for Chloe's affections. In that arena, Clark has already won. What Lex really wanted from Chloe was her undivided attention.

“I have to go to school,” Chloe said and picked up her back pack and keys. “Will I see you after school today?” Chloe asked.

“Yes, I'll be right here,” Lex assured her and watched her head for the door. He waited to hear the engine of her little racer before he got up to practice the waltz. He hadn't really thought of the guest list too much. He'd assume that everyone would want to come to a cotillion that Lex sponsored. It was his first time throwing an event like this together.

Chloe sped off to school with plenty of time to spare. There weren't too many people there when she parked her car, which was fine. She rushed to the Torch office and sat smack dab in the front of her computer. She needed to know a little more about what this debutante ball was all about if she was going to invest her energy into it. She was really going to pull through on this one.

She also tried to talk to Clark again that day to invite him to the cotillion. Lex already said he was her date, but she wanted Clark to see how beautiful and graceful she could be. And in Lex's care, she knew she would be just that. But Clark was no where to be found, he wasn't in school today at all and Chloe frowned. That boy had never had a sick day in his life, something must really be up.

Chloe finished school that day, unfulfilled and cranky. She didn't want to go back to Lex's to dance until she was gross and slimy. She just wanted to vent to him about how dumb Clark was and how the world was so unjust. But that would be pretty immature of her and she was level headed enough to control most of her tantrums. When her dad was done in Metropolis, she'd vent to him.

The mansion was alive with music. Chloe found her way to the dance hall and found the door just slightly ajar. She assumed the music came from Lex but it was just a recording. And there in the middle of the floor was Lex twirling Alessia around and around. Her butter yellow dress fanning out around her floating feet and her dark hair moved like air around her beautiful face. They intermingled quick quick steps with long slow steps. and their torsos were pressed close together.

The young blond couldn't help but think back to the dream she had about Lex. His hand was very gentle in her imaginations and though they've touched before, it was never an intimate contact. Chloe wondered if Alessia felt the same thing when Lex touched her. The brunette seemed to like dancing with Lex because she smiled and closed her eyes to let him guide her.

Chloe watched intently, unable to pull her gaze away. There was something admittedly erotic about being a voyeur. Lex led this lean brunette across the floor, holding her body so close, and his face with smooth and gentle. What they did looked really complicated and Chloe didn't realize that Lex was so good at it. He must have been practicing with her for solidarity reasons only. When the music ended, Lex lowered Alessia down into a languid dip, holding her so tenderly in his arms. Chloe felt jealous. It was a very distinct feeling, jealousy, and she was already familiar with it.

“Are you going in?” asked a voice behind her that made her jolt. It was Mirko, light brown hair perfectly in place like yesterday, dressed much like he had yesterday except his tie color matched Alessia's dress.

Chloe turned away from the man, avoiding his gaze in hopes that doing so would keep him from seeing her flushed face. She felt bad for herself but she felt even worse for Mirko for she assumed that Mirko and Alessia were a couple, married even. And here Lex was, seemingly putting the moves on his gorgeous wife.

“No I've got to go to my room first,” Chloe lied and backed away from the dance hall. In truth, she did have to go to her room. There was a sports bra with her name on it.

Not only was there a sports bra, but when Chloe absentmindedly opened some of the drawers, she found that they were now filled with a few of her clothes from home. Chloe cringed, Lex had taken it a little to far. Chloe changed, anyway, into a pair of spandex and a loose rocker Tee that used to belong to her dad.

She was late by the time she came back but she'd done it on purpose. She needed time to pull herself together, if Lex wanted to “dance” with Alessia behind her husband's back, then he could. It was not her problem, nor did she feel like she should get involved.

“Chloe,” Lex said and checked his watch. “Mirko said he saw you arrive,” Lex added. He didn't want to scold her about the time she arrived but he did look annoyed at her. And she did break a vow to herself.

“Oh I had to change first,” Chloe confessed coolly. It was the truth, she did change. She still looked under dressed, but better she get sweaty in regular close than something too nice. Lex accepted her answer and moved to pull up a pair of strappy gold heels.

“I think these should be your size,” Lex said and gestured for her to sit down. When she thought he might kneel before he to slip the shoes on her feet, Chloe's heart floated up into her throat. But he just placed them on her lap and moved over to the piano. he picked up a remote there and music spilled over the room, not the waltz music but something faster and bouncier.

They practiced the quadrille steps. Alessia explained that there would be other couples doing this dance with the main couple, Chloe and Lex. But for now, just the four of them would have to do. Everything was basic, nothing fancy thrown in yet. They were waiting to see how quickly Chloe could learn. Chloe didn't even know how quickly she'd learn them. It seemed like everything she was taught yesterday went in one ear and out the other.

“Don't look at your feet, Chloe,” Alessia said again. “No no, you're standing too close, and keep your frame strong.” She didn't yell, but she spoke loudly over the looping music. When Chloe managed to figure out that the choreography was just four repetitions and two turns, she stumbled a lot less. And by then, Mirko joined Alessia in the quadrille. The two couples dance together, spinning around one another.

“Okay, Chloe, you are going to be handed off here,” Lex said in a gentle warning. He spun her quickly into the arms of Mirko. It should have gone smoothly, and would have had she been good at it, but she wasn't. She tripped on her heels and squealed as she landed with a clumsy thump into Mirko's arms.

“Are you okay, Chloe?” Mirko asked, hefting her up with shockingly strong arms.

“Yes, I just lost my balance,” Chloe said and rotated her ankles to make sure nothing was sprained. Besides the ache in her arches from the heels, Chloe was fine and stated so to keep anyone from worrying. It wasn't the first tumble she'd taken, but it was a properly timed tumble.

“How about we end it for tonight. Thank you Alessia and Mirko. The driver will take you back to Metropolis,” Lex said as he picked up a bottle of water, bringing it over to Chloe.

“Goodnight,” Chloe called out to them as she watched them leave, happy to be finished with tonights lesson.

“Why don't you--”

“Wash up before dinner?” Chloe finished with a tired grin, “absolutely!” She'd never been more excited about taking a shower in her life.

“See you in fifteen,” Lex said with an answering smile.

“Ugh, thirty?” Chloe negotiated with pleading eyes.

“Twenty,” Lex answered back.

“Twenty five.”

“Fine, twenty five,” Lex agreed and they both separated on the stairs up to their respective bedrooms.

Chloe wished she had more time to relax, but she was pretty hungry. The sooner dinner was over, the sooner she could go to bed. So she showered efficiently, dried her hair and put on the new tight jeans he'd first given her, and one of her red tank tops with the low cut neckline. She even reapplied her mascara and lip gloss. Why she decided to put that much work into a quiet dinner with Lex, Chloe wasn't really sure, but it might have had something to do with her dream last night.

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Chapter D is for Dreams

When Lex said he would walk her to her room's door, Chloe played along. She liked interacting with him better when no one was around, when she didn't have to hide how comfortable she was around him, as comfortable as anyone could get around a billionaire. A lot of the comfort stemmed from the trust built during the murder trials. They worked well together and she only stepped on his toes when he was asking for it.

“So, this is my door,” Chloe teased with her hands clasped behind her back. She tilted her head and smiled up at him through light brown lashes.

“So it is,” Lex replied and smirked at her little game.

“Well?” Chloe ventured, raising an eyebrow expectantly. She thought she'd done a really good job tonight and wanted a reward.

“Well what?” Lex asked, holding his head back with his hands casually in the pockets of his slacks.

“Aren't you gonna give me a goodnight kiss?” Chloe bit down lightly on her bottom lip to tantalize him but only served to titillate herself. Her lips were very sensitive to touch.

Lex gave a short and soft laugh at her audacity. They didn't drink any alcoholic beverage for dinner or during the brownie dessert, so he had no real explanation for why Chloe was acting so...tempting. Leaning down, he let his lips hover over supple mouth. Her eyes closed and her lips parted to further invite him in.

“So, you want me to kiss you?” Lex whisper onto her skin. His sweet brownie breath tickled her and made her lick her lips.

“Mhm,” Chloe managed. Lex reached out to touch her then, to run a gentle hand over her shoulder and arms. The touch sent her reeling inside but in reality, she just leaned against the door to her room. Lex's mouth still teased her, but not her lips. He caressed her cheek and neck with his soft mouth, finding his was to the shell of her ear where his free hand swept her hair back and away.

“Wish I could,” Lex murmured in a deeply sexy timbre.

Chloe's alarm woke her up at six in the morning. She gritted her teeth with frustration, she was sure she could have convinced Lex to kiss her. That was when her eyes widened with shock. That wasn't Clark Kent she was trying to convince in her dreams, it was Lex freakin' Luthor! And it was so utterly sexy that Chloe wondered if she tried to go back to sleep if she could get back to that point. Unfortunately, she was too turned on to go to sleep and she'd promised herself to not make Lex wait around for her in the morning, she couldn't satisfy any of her needs.

She was up and out of bed, with a frustrated groan. Again, there were no slippers by her bed. She should really grab her pair from home. She just hated touching her bare feet to cold linoleum. It was one of the worst things about the morning, the other horrible thing with her warm ass on the cold porcelain.

There was a box on her bed, she remembered seeing it last night but was in no hurry to see what Lex would dress her up as. Luckily, it was a bit toned down. There was a very cute purple capped sleeved teeshirt with a variation of her name on it. It read LOVE in white right across her breasts but didn't bare her midriff at all. Instead, it hugged her like a glove. There was a pair of Bermuda shorts and a charm bracelet that made all sorts of twinkling sounds when she moved.

There was also a few underthings in the box that she wore beneath her new clothes. A sports bra, she assumed would be for tonight, an a REGULAR package of underwear. She was a little relieved to know that Lex didn't finger her panties before buying them for her, but also a little disappointed.

She fixed her hair, fluffed it up, and fixed it again. When she was satisfied how it looked, Chloe applied her mascara and her lip gloss. It was the first time in a while that she had time for make up. There was something new on her sink that hadn't noticed before. A little perfume bottle with an old fashioned pump. Chloe sniffed it before she tried it, but because she was inexperienced with perfumes, she only spritzed herself once to avoid smelling like she had bathed in it. When the scent settled on her, she thought it smelled even better, like a vanilla flowers.

By the time she came downstairs, breakfast had made it's way to the table. She was just in time because Lex had already seated himself and was reading the morning paper. Seeing him stirred her appetite for kissing and made her hyper focused on his mouth. So when he licked the corner of his lips and ran his fingers over them, Chloe wanted to melt.

“Is there something on my mouth?” Lex asked, unnerved by her hooded expression.

“Yeah,” Chloe said dreamily but snapped out of her trance enough to correct her behavior, “but you got it off,” Chloe finished and took her seat.

Breakfast was an omelet filled with veggies, toast, a glass of OJ and half of a grapefruit. Lex had the other half of the grapefruit and they both saved it for last.

“So, I was wondering, who's invited to the party?” Chloe asked as she pushed the veggies around her plate. Lex put his paper down and considered her question.

“Who do you want?” Lex asked in return.

Chloe didn't know a lot of high society people. Lana, was of course, the only person she could see at one of these things. And she'd bet the girl was already good at dancing. But Chloe didn't think she'd want to see her rival there. After a while, Chloe shrugged.

“Who do you want?” Chloe shot back.

“The mayor of Metropolis has a son about your age, I think. He is attending Metropolis University for Political Science, I think. And there's also Wendy's son, the premiere socialite of this year. And I'm sure they've got friends,” Lex said.

Chloe didn't think any of these guys sounded interesting. But then, she thought of why Clark was so interesting. He was just a farmer's son. But he was so big and strong, and he didn't have a mean bone in his body. And, even better, he was her best friend. Chloe decided that she wanted Clark to be there. If he was, maybe she would try harder not to mess up.

“Can Clark come?” Chloe asked. She didn't want to reveal too much in her voice but her expression gave her away.

“Of course he can come to the party,” Lex replied, “He's our friend!” And though Lex did recognize Clark as a friend and in any other circumstance, would have treated him like a younger brother, in this situation, he was a rival. Lex knew it was silly to think of himself as a rival for Chloe's affections. In that arena, Clark has already won. What Lex really wanted from Chloe was her undivided attention.

“I have to go to school,” Chloe said and picked up her back pack and keys. “Will I see you after school today?” Chloe asked.

“Yes, I'll be right here,” Lex assured her and watched her head for the door. He waited to hear the engine of her little racer before he got up to practice the waltz. He hadn't really thought of the guest list too much. He'd assume that everyone would want to come to a cotillion that Lex sponsored. It was his first time throwing an event like this together.

Chloe sped off to school with plenty of time to spare. There weren't too many people there when she parked her car, which was fine. She rushed to the Torch office and sat smack dab in the front of her computer. She needed to know a little more about what this debutante ball was all about if she was going to invest her energy into it. She was really going to pull through on this one.

She also tried to talk to Clark again that day to invite him to the cotillion. Lex already said he was her date, but she wanted Clark to see how beautiful and graceful she could be. And in Lex's care, she knew she would be just that. But Clark was no where to be found, he wasn't in school today at all and Chloe frowned. That boy had never had a sick day in his life, something must really be up.

Chloe finished school that day, unfulfilled and cranky. She didn't want to go back to Lex's to dance until she was gross and slimy. She just wanted to vent to him about how dumb Clark was and how the world was so unjust. But that would be pretty immature of her and she was level headed enough to control most of her tantrums. When her dad was done in Metropolis, she'd vent to him.

The mansion was alive with music. Chloe found her way to the dance hall and found the door just slightly ajar. She assumed the music came from Lex but it was just a recording. And there in the middle of the floor was Lex twirling Alessia around and around. Her butter yellow dress fanning out around her floating feet and her dark hair moved like air around her beautiful face. They intermingled quick quick steps with long slow steps. and their torsos were pressed close together.

The young blond couldn't help but think back to the dream she had about Lex. His hand was very gentle in her imaginations and though they've touched before, it was never an intimate contact. Chloe wondered if Alessia felt the same thing when Lex touched her. The brunette seemed to like dancing with Lex because she smiled and closed her eyes to let him guide her.

Chloe watched intently, unable to pull her gaze away. There was something admittedly erotic about being a voyeur. Lex led this lean brunette across the floor, holding her body so close, and his face with smooth and gentle. What they did looked really complicated and Chloe didn't realize that Lex was so good at it. He must have been practicing with her for solidarity reasons only. When the music ended, Lex lowered Alessia down into a languid dip, holding her so tenderly in his arms. Chloe felt jealous. It was a very distinct feeling, jealousy, and she was already familiar with it.

“Are you going in?” asked a voice behind her that made her jolt. It was Mirko, light brown hair perfectly in place like yesterday, dressed much like he had yesterday except his tie color matched Alessia's dress.

Chloe turned away from the man, avoiding his gaze in hopes that doing so would keep him from seeing her flushed face. She felt bad for herself but she felt even worse for Mirko for she assumed that Mirko and Alessia were a couple, married even. And here Lex was, seemingly putting the moves on his gorgeous wife.

“No I've got to go to my room first,” Chloe lied and backed away from the dance hall. In truth, she did have to go to her room. There was a sports bra with her name on it.

Not only was there a sports bra, but when Chloe absentmindedly opened some of the drawers, she found that they were now filled with a few of her clothes from home. Chloe cringed, Lex had taken it a little to far. Chloe changed, anyway, into a pair of spandex and a loose rocker Tee that used to belong to her dad.

She was late by the time she came back but she'd done it on purpose. She needed time to pull herself together, if Lex wanted to “dance” with Alessia behind her husband's back, then he could. It was not her problem, nor did she feel like she should get involved.

“Chloe,” Lex said and checked his watch. “Mirko said he saw you arrive,” Lex added. He didn't want to scold her about the time she arrived but he did look annoyed at her. And she did break a vow to herself.

“Oh I had to change first,” Chloe confessed coolly. It was the truth, she did change. She still looked under dressed, but better she get sweaty in regular close than something too nice. Lex accepted her answer and moved to pull up a pair of strappy gold heels.

“I think these should be your size,” Lex said and gestured for her to sit down. When she thought he might kneel before he to slip the shoes on her feet, Chloe's heart floated up into her throat. But he just placed them on her lap and moved over to the piano. he picked up a remote there and music spilled over the room, not the waltz music but something faster and bouncier.

They practiced the quadrille steps. Alessia explained that there would be other couples doing this dance with the main couple, Chloe and Lex. But for now, just the four of them would have to do. Everything was basic, nothing fancy thrown in yet. They were waiting to see how quickly Chloe could learn. Chloe didn't even know how quickly she'd learn them. It seemed like everything she was taught yesterday went in one ear and out the other.

“Don't look at your feet, Chloe,” Alessia said again. “No no, you're standing too close, and keep your frame strong.” She didn't yell, but she spoke loudly over the looping music. When Chloe managed to figure out that the choreography was just four repetitions and two turns, she stumbled a lot less. And by then, Mirko joined Alessia in the quadrille. The two couples dance together, spinning around one another.

“Okay, Chloe, you are going to be handed off here,” Lex said in a gentle warning. He spun her quickly into the arms of Mirko. It should have gone smoothly, and would have had she been good at it, but she wasn't. She tripped on her heels and squealed as she landed with a clumsy thump into Mirko's arms.

“Are you okay, Chloe?” Mirko asked, hefting her up with shockingly strong arms.

“Yes, I just lost my balance,” Chloe said and rotated her ankles to make sure nothing was sprained. Besides the ache in her arches from the heels, Chloe was fine and stated so to keep anyone from worrying. It wasn't the first tumble she'd taken, but it was a properly timed tumble.

“How about we end it for tonight. Thank you Alessia and Mirko. The driver will take you back to Metropolis,” Lex said as he picked up a bottle of water, bringing it over to Chloe.

“Goodnight,” Chloe called out to them as she watched them leave, happy to be finished with tonights lesson.

“Why don't you--”

“Wash up before dinner?” Chloe finished with a tired grin, “absolutely!” She'd never been more excited about taking a shower in her life.

“See you in fifteen,” Lex said with an answering smile.

“Ugh, thirty?” Chloe negotiated with pleading eyes.

“Twenty,” Lex answered back.

“Twenty five.”

“Fine, twenty five,” Lex agreed and they both separated on the stairs up to their respective bedrooms.

Chloe wished she had more time to relax, but she was pretty hungry. The sooner dinner was over, the sooner she could go to bed. So she showered efficiently, dried her hair and put on the new tight jeans he'd first given her, and one of her red tank tops with the low cut neckline. She even reapplied her mascara and lip gloss. Why she decided to put that much work into a quiet dinner with Lex, Chloe wasn't really sure, but it might have had something to do with her dream last night.

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