Ten minutes later, Chloe emerged, wearing a pair of shorts she'd brought with her over her bathing suit. She set the lemonade down and looked out at where the guys still working in the hot sun and then down at Lois. Lois smiled up at her, and sighed happily.

"You going to sit? They're going to be waxing soon…" Lois sipped her drink and looked up at Chloe. "It's just getting good."

"It's too hot to sit here on the porch anymore." Chloe said, with a giggle, and Lois sat up. "I'm going to go help the guys so we can go to the lake."

"What are you doing? Chloee!" Lois got up, and walked down the steps as Chloe threw her arms around Oliver and kissed him hungrily, running her hands over his sweaty chest to link them behind his neck. Lois stopped and rolled her eyes. "Oh my god. You two really need to get a room." She shook her head and walked back to the porch to drop in the hammock, muttering about traitors.

"Well, hello." Oliver grinned down at her, his arm around her waist. "To what do I owe this honor?"

"I was up on the porch, and I was thinking about how much fun it could be getting hot and sweaty with you, so here I am." Chloe said, and Oliver laughed, picking her up to kiss her, swinging her around a little.

"What a girl." He set her down and handed her a huge sponge. "Let's do this, coach."

Chloe grinned, and then looked over at Clark. "How you holding up, Clark?"

"Oh, I'm just fine." Clark grinned, holding the hose in his hand. "I'm going to be better in about ten seconds. Oliver, you ready for this?"

Oliver nodded, standing behind Chloe to watch what was going to come next. "I am SO ready for this. Go for it." He leaned down and whispered, "This is justice…"

Clark turned the hose on full blast and pointed it at Lois, who screeched and flailed as the water hit her. The hammock flipped, and Lois landed on the porch floor with a hollow thud. Chloe lowered her face, trying to not laugh out loud, and Oliver and Clark bellowed with laughter, high fiving each other.

"That is freaking cold!!" She stood, tossing her book to the floor and stomping down to where the others were giggling as the hammock swung back into place. "Who did it?"

"That would have been me." Clark said, grinning. "It was so worth it, too."

Lois walked up to him, and poked his chest, glaring at him. "You are dead meat, Smallville." She reached over to her soapy car and picked up a large handful of thick suds and smeared them on Clark's face. Lois smiled smugly, folding her arms across her chest.

"Good, Lois." Clark wiped the soap from his face and looked at her. "But you forgot one thing."

"What's that?" Lois asked, and was answered by a blast of water from the hose.

"I have the hose." Clark shrugged, trying to not laugh, and Lois leapt for it, with a scream. They struggled, and every so often, Lois would get Clark with a blast of water, but more often than not, she wound up being the one on the worse end of the fight.

"Come on." Oliver took Chloe by the hand. "Let's leave them alone…we'll never be missed."

"Oliver, we're not done..." Chloe said, and Oliver turned her around, kissing her. "My car…"

"I'll have your car totally detailed tomorrow. Just trust me." He led her into the barn, where it was cooler. "I told you I'd think of another way to get hot and sweaty with you…"

"Oliver!" Chloe gasped, looking out to where a battle of epic proportions was building, Lois armed with a bucket full of soapy water and Clark with the hose. Lois screamed when Clark got her with the hose, and she ran behind her car, shouting insults and flinging sponges, that Clark allowed to hit him with loud splats, laughing as he turned the hose on her again. "They're right outside." Chloe protested weakly, already imagining what he had in mind.

"I know." Oliver said urgently, pulling her further into the barn and into a clean, hay filled stall. "That's why we have to be quick and quiet." Chloe laughed as he caught her up again, kissing her and pushing her shorts and bathing suit bottoms down in one motion. "I did tell you I loved this bathing suit, right?"

"Yes, you did." Chloe grinned at him, untying his shorts as he loosened her top. "I bought it with you in mind." She pulled his shorts down and grinned at him wickedly.

"That's why I love you, always thinking of others." Oliver said, taking her bathing suit top off her and dropping it to the hay lined floor. "Gorgeous and selfless...I am a lucky, lucky man." They dropped into the hay together, Chloe giggling as Oliver nuzzled her neck. Their hands were everywhere, their skin slick with sweat and the soap from the cars. He entered her quickly, kissing her to keep them both quiet as they made love, definitely getting hotter and sweatier before they came, in shivering gasps that left them both giggling, clinging to each other, defying the summer heat.

"Sssh." Oliver said, kissing Chloe again. "We've got hay stuck to us everywhere…" He whispered and Chloe laughed. She reached up, pulled some hay out of Oliver hair and kissed him hungrily. Oliver laughed and took some hay from her hair as well, kissing her nose. "Really, this is a good look for you, Babe, but this won't work if Clark and Lois find us.."

"There's a shower over there…"Chloe pointed to the rough aluminum showerhead. "Mr Kent put that one out here. "

"Oh baby." Oliver laughed, handing her the bathing suit top. "Come on. We won't have to go to the lake to cool off, now."

"CLARK!" Lois wailed, wet and bedraggled, her hair streaming into her face. "YOU SUCK!"

"Maybe, but I still have the hose." Clark said, smiling, as the white suds dripped from his wet hair. "Just give up, Lois. Help me finish your car, and we'll all go to the lake. I'll even bring lunch."

"Never." Lois stomped her wet sandal in a puddle, splattering Clark with mud. "You can just forget it."

"I don't think so." Clark said, his eyes twinkling. "I'll tell you what. I bet you control of this hose that I can make you help me with finishing your car."

"Oh yeah?" Lois wiped her face on her wrist. "Okay, and if you lose?"

"If I lose, I'll finish your car myself. And I'll fix the hammock." He nodded. "What do you think?"

"Buy me dinner?" Lois asked, and Clark pretended to consider this and then nodded.

"I'll even buy you dinner. Tonight, in Metropolis." He grinned. "Deal?"

"Fine. Well, how are you going to make me help you?" Lois said, putting her hands on her hips defiantly. "I'd like to see you …." Clark dropped the hose and grabbed her, kissing her deeply, with desire behind it. Lois gasped, and struggled for a minute, her arms waving, wanting to fight him off. Then, she relaxed into it, pressing herself against Clark tightly, her arms wrapping around his strong shoulders and melting into them. When they broke apart, both of them gasping for air, Clark looked at Lois, trying to not smile.

"Help me finish your car?" He asked simply, his blue eyes pleading and Lois nodded, blinking, stunned.

"Yeah, okay." She replied sweetly, looking at him in wonder. "No, wait.." She shook her head and kissed him again, and Clark held her close, relishing the feel of Lois against him. After what felt like an eternity but still not long enough, Lois looked up at Clark triumphantly, her smile enough to make Clark grin in return, pressing his forehead to hers.

"Let's get this car finished." She clapped her hands together and her eye fell on Chloe's car. "Where's my cousin?"

Clark listened and then grinned. "In the barn. I think. They wouldn't have gone in the house."

"The barn?" Lois bit her lip, raising her eyebrows. "Come on. They're not getting out of this by fooling around. What nerve."

Clark and Lois found Oliver and Chloe under Jonathan Kent's utility shower, both in their bathing suits, kissing each other with great abandon as the water spilled on them. Clark grabbed Lois' hand but she frowned at him, shaking her head.

"No, no." Lois walked over and shut the water off. "Let's go. You have a car to finish. Can't turn my back on you two for a minute."

"Right, the car." Oliver looked at Chloe dazedly and kissed her again, laughing. "I forgot."

"Me too." Chloe said, with a coy wink at him. "You guys were so involved, we thought we could get away…I remembered about the shower out here…It's so hot..."

"Right. March." Lois pointed out to the yard. "Move. You people live together. You should be bored with each other by now." They walked past Clark, giggling, and out into the sun.

"You know, at least soaking wet, the sun's not so bad." Oliver said and Chloe laughed. "And bored? What the hell is she thinking about?"

"I know." Chloe turned, and grabbed Oliver's hand. "Oliver, look." Clark and Lois were wrapped around each other in the barn doorway, lips locked and oblivious to everything around them. "We know what she's thinking about now, don't we?"

He turned, and grinned. "Wow. Well, what do you know?" He put his arm around her, kissing Chloe's wet hair. "Good work, Cupid. Let's get dried off and go to lunch. They're going to be there awhile."

Chloe looked down at her feet at the still running hose. She tapped Oliver on the arm. "Look at that." Their eyes met, and Chloe shot a quick glance over where Lois and Clark were. She grinned, and Oliver nodded, laughing.

"Oh, Chloe, I love the way you think. Just one of the many things…" Oliver grinned, picking up the hose. "Hey, Kent…"

"What?" Clark said, breaking away from Lois long enough to look up.

"Think fast." Oliver cried, turning the hose on Lois and Clark. Lois screamed, and Clark burst out laughing. "Get a room, geez!" Oliver said, mimicking Lois disgusted exclamation earlier, turned the hose off and looked up at the darkening sky. "We'd better get a move on…looks like rain."

Rain poured down on the unwaxed cars as the four friends watched from the Kent's covered porch. Oliver and Chloe had claimed the porch swing, and Clark and Lois shared the hammock, facing each other, Clark pushing the hammock with one leg, and Lois' long legs reaching to his shoulders. The remains of lunch were on the table, and everyone was sort of just calm, listening to the thunder. Plans had been made to go back to Metropolis later, but no one seemed particularly motivated to do anything except enjoy the rain cooled air.

"Well, I guess I know how to win a game, don't I?" Lois said, tapping Clark on the shoulder with her foot. "This has turned out to be a great afternoon." Clark grinned at her, and nodded, as Chloe leaned into Oliver's arms with a pleased sigh. The porch swing rocked gently and Oliver smiled down at Chloe, taking her hand in his.

"It's been a great afternoon." Oliver said, kissing Chloe's hand. "I almost hate to see the rain let up."

Chloe looked out at the rain. "I know. She looked up at Oliver's shoulders. "Sunburned badly?"

"Nah, hardly at all." Oliver smiled. "You?"

"Nope." Chloe smiled. "I timed my help perfectly…"

"Yes you did." Lois agreed, peering across the porch at her cousin. "My car is not waxed because of you. Showering in the barn…" Lois rolled her eyes. "Please…"

Oliver and Chloe giggled, and Clark shook his head.

"They weren't your problem, Lois, you were. I was working on your car, remember?" He said, and she smiled at him, wrinkling her nose. "You were the one throwing sponges."

"You turned the hose on me. So, I guess you won't mind finishing what you started tomorrow?" Lois asked, teasing and Clark eyed the clouds as if measuring them carefully.

"If the rain lets up soon, I'll finish it today." Clark said, lying back in the hammock. "Meantime, wake me up then." He smiled, and putting his arms behind his head, Clark closed his eyes for a nap.

When he woke up a little later, Lois had turned, cuddling herself up next to him, and Chloe and Oliver were asleep in the porch swing, Chloe's head resting sweetly against Oliver's shoulder, their legs resting on one of the chairs from the table. Clark smiled. It was still raining, but he couldn't imagine a better summer afternoon. He slid his arms around Lois, gave the hammock a push and let it rock him back to sleep.

"Hey, Smallville." Lois said quietly, settling herself in his arms. "I have a new poem for you…"

"Yeah?" Clark looked at her. "Go ahead.."

"It's really bad."

"It's okay." Clark grinned, "How much worse could it get after yesterday?"

"True. Okay…" Lois cleared her throat.

"Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

My car isn't waxed yet..

And I really like kissing you…" She grinned at him and then yawned. "I've got a million of them."

"I can't wait to hear them all." Clark laughed, pushing the hammock again. Lois chuckled and laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm looking forward to it."