A/N: This chapter is the POV of a bartender at one of the Clubs Lex
frequented during his wilder days in Metropolis.
First time I saw him tonight was when he showed up and asked for two
drinks. That's nothing new. Lex is a regular and seldom alone for long. Not
with his looks, name and money. I must say the man's good for business. The
owner's of the hearts he breaks tend to try and drown their sorrows in
drinks. It usually takes a LOT of drinks. Anyway, the second time I saw him
he was coming off the dance floor with the blonde beauty. Again nothing
new. Except everything. The way he looked at her. The way he smiled at her.
The possessive arm around her waist. And the fact that she's a blonde, Lex
has always gone for brunettes. Suddenly I know why he's breaking everyone
else's hearts. Cause his is already taken. By her. It's why he flirts and
dances with the other women, treating them to his charm, then leaves alone.
He leaves to go be near her, if I don't miss my guess. And with all the
time I spend watching people I rarely do.
Now they're right in front of me.
"Amy, I'd like you to meet Chloe. She's a friend of mine and student and
Metropolis University. Chloe, this is Amy. She runs this place."
I can't hide the quirk of my lips when I hear him call her a friend. He may
be fooling himself with that line, but not me. And not any of the guys in
here either. Normally they'd be all over a woman who looks like Chloe does.
I see it every night. But the other men aren't so drunk yet that they can't
see the "hands-off-she's-mine" signals Lex is giving. Nor are they brave
slash stupid enough to cross Lex. They haven't had enough liquid courage
yet. Besides, it obvious the woman feels the same about him and that no
other guy would have a chance with her.
I smile. "Sorry. Long night. Nice to meet you Chloe."
"Thanks. You too. Nice place."
"I just tend the bar, but thanks."
We all talk for a bit then they go back to dancing. During a lull I watch
them. The way they move together is amazing. The two are completely and
intensely focused on each other. Damn. Don't get me wrong. I am pleased to
have Lex as a friend, and that's what we are, friends. It's good with me
and I have a boyfriend I love, but I would be lying if I said I wouldn't
die to have Lex look at me the way he looks at her, dance with me the way
he is dancing with her. Lex is known for his urbane manners and I spend a
few seconds speculating on what set of circumstances might cause Lex to
forget his manners. I come up with several interesting scenarios. All of
them centered around Chloe.
Eventually one guy gets up the courage to approach Chloe. The look Lex
gives him has the man turning around and heading my way for another drink.
Later Lex is outside taking a phone call and Chloe comes to sit at the bar.
I step away to answer the call of another customer a few seats down.
"Who's the blonde? I'd love to buy her next drink."
I decide to do the guy a favor. "She's a friend of the house."
Translation: Hands off, idiot. She belongs to somebody you don't want to
Thankfully the customer gets the message. "Who's she with?"
"Him," I answer as Lex walked up to Chloe.
Easily recognizing the famous face of Lex Luthor the man looks around to
find someone else to buy a drink for.
TWO WEEKS LATER.
Lex is back and we're talking. It's early enough that there isn't a crowd.
Suddenly he pauses and looks over his shoulder to the door. Chloe has just
walked in. He had sensed her presence without looking and across the room.
Talk about a strong connection. She walks up and stands very close to him.
He smiles and begins to tease her about being late, as he drapes an arm
around her shoulders to pull her close.
Because of his father Lex values his "personal space". Of course, a lot of
woman hang on him anyway, but it really isn't what he prefers, so for him
to pull her closer, tells me a LOT about their relationship. So did the
look in Chloe's eyes. By now it toned down to plutonic affection, but when
she first saw him. . . her true feelings were showing, and there was
nothing plutonic about them.
Soon they move to the join several other couples now on the dance floor. I
don't think they'd have noticed if there was one other couple or fifty.
They were agin completely into each other and in their own world. They
leave early and I'd bet all my nights tips that they will not separate
until morning. Even if I'm wrong, I'm really not worried about how things
will turn out in the short run or the long run. With those two it's only a
matter of time.
That dog: Thank you for the nice compliments. I'm very flattered. Hope you
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