This is for my friends here at N.S. and at the lists I belong to. For your constant support but especially you guys, who feed my muse and me with your kind words. If it wasn't for you, I would have stopped writing a couple of months ago. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.Enjoy.
Title: The End Of Summer
Author: PMD
e-mail: mary.davidson@sympatico.ca
Rating: M/R
Category: Friendship, Chlex, slight humor, Chloe's POV, AU
Spoilers: Anything is fair game in Smallville.
Summary: Chloe gets Lex to take a day off, with the help of her father.
Disclaimer: To whomever owns Smallville and its characters, I don't own them, I'm just borrowing them, I'm not making any money with their use in this piece, so don't sue me.
Archive: To BtS, BT2, Electricchlex, MD, N.S. Forums, SPP, and WBFFZ, for the time being. If anybody else wants it, all they have to do is ask.
Feedback: Yes I would love feedback.
Author Notes: First off, I want to apologize to David and Charlie about the Lana mention. Just did it for humors sake---I really do love the Lana of fanfic but sometimes, well, the pink is just too good to pass for my muse---you'll see. Enjoy.
"The End Of Summer" - by PMD
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Prologue: The end of summer and now what?
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Usually summer meant internships but this the summer after finishing high school, I decided to take it off to enjoy myself. While still doing an article here and there, for cash in the pocket. But now, the end of summer and responsibilities.
I was going to go to college but this opportunity presented itself---a job offer from the local paper is keeping me here and not to Metro, Met U, and The Planet.
Oh, Chloe, be truthful---it's something else too.
I sit back on the couch watching him fix us both a drink to celebrate and close my eyes, remembering this past summer.
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Summers Here
"Daddy---have you seen my sun tan---oh, hey, Lex."
My father and he look up from their coffee and I get different reactions from them both, in regards to what I'm wearing.
"Honey, did you forget something?"
"What Daddy?" Please don't embarrass me.
"Parts of your suit." Oh great, he did.
"Daddy!"
"Honey!"
I look away from him when I hear a gentle laugh from Lex.
"What's your problem, Luthor?" I grip. "Got a comment---maybe the fact that I'll be rescued by the first big biceped male I see---and not because I'm drowning?"
He smiles at me. "Well, I certainly couldn't come up with a better comeback for that suit and you haven't had coffee yet."
I glare at him and then it softens as he's checking me out. His eyes darken and I wonder, why didn't I try this before.
With all the clothes I wore around him; the stuff when he helped me get out from under his father's thumb; senior year---it was always to repel him. But deep down, I hoped it wouldn't---just show him that I was as unique in my thinking as well as my clothing.
Now this bikini wasn't repeling at all. I smile as his eyes meet mine. Then he gets up from the chair and walks over, taking off his jacket and putting it around my shoulders. He leans down.
"For your father's sake---I think he's about to burst a blood vessel," he whispers to me.
He backs away and turns around. "Better, Gabe?"
"Until she puts her coverup on and keeps it on, at the lake, yes."
"Daddy!"
Lex laughs again.
"Okay, really, what's so funny?" I ask him again.
He turns around. "Not funny as much as refreshing and what I needed."
He's about to turn back around when I touch his arm. "I guess I'm right. Father was a jerk and an asshole and didn't believe in bantering or laughing with his offspring. Or just having some family fun."
"His idea of family fun was to take me to the stock exchange for my birthday."
"Ouch---boring."
"Not now but when I was 5, yes."
I look around him, an idea coming to mind. "Daddy---think you can handle it today?"
"I think I can dear. But you better ask him before we do it."
I look back at Lex. "You're taking the day off, dude."
"What? No---I have---"
"---nothing that can't be rescheduled, Lex," I hear my father finish.
He turns around to look at him.
He just smiles at him. "Lex, you're not going to the dentist---you're going to the lake."
"I don't do the lake on a work day."
"Hey, you must have never seen it before then," I quip.
He turns back to me. "You know me so well."
"Yes, I do. And I hope to get to know you better, after today. Now come on---" I state, pulling at him to come with me.
"I have no say."
"Nope," I state, getting him to the door.
I take off the jacket, put on my coverup and slip on my sandals. I grab my purse and hand him my bag and his jacket.
"Daddy, we're going."
"Have fun, kids."
"I'm not a kid!" Lex grates.
"You are today."
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The Luthor Mansion
"You don't own a Speedo?" I ask him.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Do you really want to know?" he asks, looking down and then up at me.
"Oh---ooooh. Okay---show me what you got, Lex."
"Chloe---you really want me to show you what I got," he quips, raising an eyebrow.
"Mind out of the gutter and buns into a suit, please."
He gives me a devilish grin and I know I'm in for it now. But I'm up to it---let's hope he is too.
He walks into the closet and grabs a couple of suits. Then he closes the door and I wait patiently outside.
A few minutes later, the door opens and I'm looking at:
"You must be the only guy in Smallville with a pin-striped bathing trunk."
"Well, I have always fancied myself unique."
"You mean bad taste in bathing suits not uniqueness, don't you?"
"Fine---I'll try another one."
He closes the door, as I yell, "And throw that one in the garbage. Unique is nice---out of date isn't."
A few minutes later the door opens again and I gasp. "Oh, please tell me Lana gave you that one Christmas and you never wore it."
"What's wrong with pink?"
"Hot pink's okay---and I do love Lana, don't get me wrong. But light pink."
"Toss?"
"Yep."
He smiles. "Well, at least I'm weedling out my clothes. And no, I never wore it---just didn't have the heart to throw it out since it came from a friend."
"Yeah, I know that feeling. Have a light pink sweater in the back of my closet from her too. Maybe you should just store it away."
"Thanks---I will. Okay on to the next one."
He closes the door and I smile. Not a bad guy when you get to know him---has a sense of humor. Looks absoluately gorgeous in a suit and has nice abs, in a bathing suit. Okay, he's perfect for me but am I perfect for him?
The door opens again and I smile.
"Three's the charm?" he asks me, standing there in a deep blue bathing trunk.
"I love it," I state, walking over to him.
"Good---now we can go?"
"Now we can go."
He walks back in and I grin:
"Nice butt, Luthor."
He turns back around and looks me up and down. " Take off the coverup and turn around."
"What?"
"I want to see you in your bathing suit and turning around, just like you saw me."
"Okkkkkay," I say, as I take it off and toss it on the bed. I then turn around.
"Not bad---not that good---but not that bad."
"What?" I ask, turning back around and walking towards him. "I'll have you know I spend a lot of time in the gym to get this butt. Still, I never seem to attract the right kinda guy. I haven't had sex for months."
I look down at my admission---blushing. I sense him before me, just before he puts him hand under my chin. I look up and before I can say anything, he kisses me, gently brushing his lips with mine.
I back away and smile. "We're not going to the lake are we?"
"No," he states, taking my hand and leading me towards his bed.
"I'm finally going to have sex with you?"
"No."
"No?"
"Chloe, with you, it'll never be sex. It'll be making love or nothing at all."
I feel the tears in my eyes and see a slight sensitive smile from him.
"I love you," I blurt out, afraid I won't say it if I don't now.
He's not startled---he just leans forward and whispers the same to me.
The lake is forgotten for the next few hours---and I have to say, I have much more fun doing this than swimming.
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Back to the Present
"Here's your drink."
"Thanks, Lex."
He sits beside me and takes a sip of his concoction.
I do too and then get up, walking towards the window in his study.
"Work go okay today?"
I nod my head.
I hear him get up and walk over. He takes the drink from me and I hear a clink of it on the table nearby. He comes back and wraps him arms around my waist.
"I understand you had a run-in with my cousin," I say.
"Yes---seems she was of the impression that since we're a couple, she gets dibs on doing an interview with me."
"You set her straight?"
"Yes, I did. I said the only person who interviews me is you."
"Well, I think you better rethink that. I've decided that somebody with less of a relationship with you is better."
"You don't want to know my secrets?" he whispers.
"No, I love a man of mystery."
He kisses the back of my neck and then lets out a sigh of contentment.
"Well, I have a mystery for you to solve right now."
My ears perk up. "What?"
"What's your celebratory present for the two week anniversary of your job?"
"A laptop?"
"No."
"A pen and pencil set?"
"No."
"A new printer?"
"No."
I move away from him and turn around. "I give."
He leans in and whispers, "A new bathing suit that will match mine."
As he backs away, I smile. Then he kisses me, deepening it to the point we lose ourselves in each other.
We back away and he takes my hand, leading me out of the study. Yes, this is the end of summer but it's not the end of our lives together---that's just beginning.
The End.
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I loved it. Will there be a sequel perhaps. 
I don't have any idea of where this could go further---unless you do. 
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