“And here I thought that was pretty obvious,” Lex replied, the corners of his mouth lifting into an amused smirk.
“Not funny,” Chloe said, waving her arms a little in exasperation. “Now, would you like to tell me why I woke up in your hotel room and the hotel staff is addressing me as *Mrs. Luthor*?”
Lex nodded once, a mock-thoughtful look on his face that he was sure came across as teasing.
“A bit presumptuous on their part, especially these days. What would you prefer? Sullivan-Luthor?”
“Allow me to rephrase my question,” Chloe said as she plastered a fake sweet smile to her lips. “Did we get married last night?”
“You don’t remember?”
“Would I be asking you if I remembered?!” she snapped, her face falling apologetically in regret after the words sprung from her mouth. “You know what? This is just a dream and I’m going back to bed so I can wake up for real.”
“There are a few ways I could comment on that, but I think I’ll settle with: do you usually dream about being married to me?”
“Sometimes,” Chloe muttered under breath, shuffling back over toward the bed. Seeing the pleasantly surprised look on Lex’s face, she realized that she had made the comment aloud and quickly added, “I mean – no, of course not.”
Lex smirked and held up his left hand and the platinum on his ring finger glistened under the light.
‘Shit. Okay, so I obviously got much drunker than I remember and told him that I think he’s cute – and smart – and…’ Chloe’s thoughts trailed off and she furrowed her brow in confusion when she saw him open the entertainment cabinet and pick up a remote. “What are you doing?”
“It sounds like you need a refresher.”
A couple of buttons were pushed and images started to come to life on the screen.
Chloe watched in a daze as her father escorted her down the aisle, the back of her gown trailing on the floor as she walked. She mused that she didn’t look drunk at all; she wasn’t stumbling or wavering, she just had a bright, goofy looking smile on her face as she strolled slowly up to meet Lex.
‘What the fuck? How is it possible that I don’t remember *any* of this? I didn’t have *that* much to drink.’
Lex kept his eyes keenly fixed on Chloe’s expressions as she watched the DVD that had been put together so quickly. It was remarkable the things large amounts of money could accomplish.
“…I do…”
“Then by the power vested in me by the great state of Nevada, I pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride.”
Lex cupped one side of Chloe’s face, gently moving his hand around to the back of her head as their mouths connected in a sweet embrace. The few guests attending the wedding started applauding Chloe smiled at her dad as she saw him wipe a tear off his cheek.
Chloe stared at the screen in disbelief. It had happened. She had actually married Lex. And from the guests that were at the wedding and the large banner above the door that said ‘Congratulations Chloe and Lex’, she guessed that it hadn’t been thrown together at the last minute. She turned her face away from the screen and Lex felt as if her questioning gaze was boring into his soul.
“So, let me get this straight,” Chloe started. “You *planned* this?”
“Yes.”
“You planned a wedding in Las Vegas, invited my dad, and --- how did you know I would be here?”
Lex coughed into his hand and gave her the best bashful look he could pull off, hoping that since it always seemed to work on her with Clark in high school then it might work for him too.
It didn’t.
“You made sure my editor sent *me* to the convention,” Chloe said, stating her comment in monotoned incredulity.
“Yes.”
“Lex – have you lost your mind?”
“Excuse me?”
“Or is this some weird business deal thing that I don’t know about? Promote the family image by getting married or maybe a clause in a will…”
“You’re joking, right?”
“Well, I don’t know. It’s not like you’ve ever shown any interest in me – certainly never enough to justify marrying me.”
“Of course I have,” Lex argued, half-surprised that Chloe hadn’t ever put two and two together and seen his feelings for her. “You didn’t really think that I stopped for coffee at the shop in the *Daily Planet* building, did you?”
Chloe’s mouth opened to speak, but quickly snapped shut.
“That did seem a little strange,” she admitted.
“Are you telling me that you, an investigative reporter, never even suspected that ---”
“Well, I’ve been on shlup cases for the last year. It’s kind of dulled my inquiring senses a little,” Chloe said in her defense. Lex grinned and she shook her head lightly. “Did it ever occur to you to just ask me out? You know, have a relationship before getting married?”
“It did,” Lex said with a curt nod, “but if you’ll remember, that didn’t work out too well for me the last time.”
“It’s not working out too well for you *this time* either,” Chloe retorted.
“You’re not trying to kill me,” Lex pointed out.
“*Yet*.”
“You’re mad.”
“You’re observant,” Chloe shot back. “How could you just take advantage of me like that?”
“You seemed quite willing at the time,” Lex said, motioning with a tiny smirk toward the television screen where the DVD showed them kissing as they swayed back and forth to some music in the background.
Chloe padded a little closer to the set as she strained to hear the song that was playing. When she recognized it, she tilted her head to the side and looked at him with surprise.
“How did you ---?”
“I told your dad that I wanted to surprise you. He was…helpful.”
Chloe pouted.
“I can’t believe my dad was in on this,” she said, too concentrated on the TV in front of her to realize that Lex had moved directly behind her.
“Well, to be fair to him…” Lex started, wrapping his arms around her and leaning his head down so his lips brushed against her ear. Chloe closed her eyes and unwittingly sank back into him, her breath coming in quicker pants as Lex’s warm words caressed her ear. “…I may have given him the impression that we’ve been seeing each other on and off for a while.”
Chloe cracked open an eye and turned her head a little to try and look at him.
“How long is a little while?”
“About a year,” Lex replied, peppering kisses down to her neck.
“A year,” she repeated in disbelief, unable to successfully push down the shiver of delight that ran through her with Lex’s touch. Her next words came out weaker and with less conviction. “And the guys I told him about that I *actually* saw?”
“That’s where the ‘on and off’ part comes in,” Lex murmured huskily against her neck, pleased to see that her body was reacting just as well to him now that she didn’t have any alcohol in her. He slid his fingers up her arm to push down one of the dress straps and then kissed the bare skin on her shoulder.
“You thought of everything, didn’t you?”
“It was fairly easy to convince him of your fear of commitment issues, given that you never went out with anyone more that three times.”
“That’s not true,” Chloe argued, swiveling around to face him. “There was…damn. How did you know that?” Lex opened his mouth to speak, but Chloe held up a hand to cut him off. “Never mind; I don’t want to know. And what do you mean ‘fear of commitment issues’?”
“Are you going to stay married to me?” Lex countered, already suspecting that the comment would rile her feathers enough to bring about the answer he wanted.
Chloe opened and closed her mouth in disbelief as she searched for a rebuttal. How dare he set all that up without even asking her? And then he had the nerve to suggest that she had commitment issues just because…Chloe clenched her hands into tiny fists.
“You know, I *should*! Just to prove you wrong.”
In a split second, Lex grabbed her arms and roughly pulled her toward him, slamming his mouth down against hers with an animalistic passion that Chloe had never experienced before. Chloe literally felt her knees go weak and leaned harder against him as she whimpered and began to reciprocate the kiss, opening her lips to his and rocking her tongue into his waiting mouth.
When they finally pulled apart, panting for breath and using each other’s weight to remain standing; Lex managed a small smirk.
“Just the answer I was looking for.”
TBC...
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