Seeing Her 7/?
Title: Seeing Her 7/?
Author: Calie
Summary: After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Rating: M or NC-17 (later)
Notes: A couple of things. I decided to investigate how long a flight from Metropolis to Star City was. First I went by the DC comics location of Metropolis which had it on the east coast. That would have been about a six hour flight. Then someone (gen17) so kindly told me that in the Smallville universe Meteropolis is located in Kansas. I wasn't quite able to figure out how lonng that flight would be but since it's practically in the middle of the US I'm going with 3 1/2 hours. I've gone back and changed Chapter 6 once because of this. Now I'm going to change it again. So there you go. =) Also, this chapter isn't much. But I promise a lot more in the next one. There is one more note at the end, be sure to read it.
When Chloe boarded the jet the stewardess took her bags and led her through the jet. She’d arrived early, even though it hadn’t been necessary. The night before she’d gotten little sleep between packing and anxiousness over her impending visit with Oliver. It was her hope that she’d be able to settle down on the jet and catch a nap. The last thing she wanted to do was be tired that night.
“Would you like something to eat Ms. Sullivan? Breakfast?”
“Oh, um sure. Just something small though please.” Her stomach was a nervous wreck, and although she wasn’t a bad flier, she didn’t need to make it any worse. Chloe situated herself near one of the windows and took out her laptop. Moments later the stewardess carried out a croissant and a bottle of water. “Thank you.”
“Mr. Queen asked that you call him as soon as you are situated.”
Chloe gave her thanks again and settled back. For a few moments she just tore of pieces of the bread and listened to the sound of the jet before take off. She’d spoken to him a few times since he’d sent her the flowers. Their conversations were always short and light, but that didn’t bother her. Most of the conversations had been initiated by him after all. Even so, she still got slightly nervous calling him. It was absolutely ridiculous she knew. Chloe had been calling Oliver for years. The problem was that those calls had always been about business. Finally, with a sigh, she took her cell phone off the table in front of her and dialed his number. It only took two rings.
“Good morning sunshine.”
“So you say. Normal people aren’t taking jets out of Metropolis on their Saturday morning.” But she still grinned in response. He could have asked her to fly out at three in the morning and she wouldn’t have cared.
“I do.”
“You’re not normal.”
“I walked right into that one. Have you taken off yet?”
“No, about to I guess. Are you going to be there when I land?”
“No.”
She deflated slightly, but forced herself to perk up.
“Unfortunately, my absence for almost two weeks has caused a pile up in work. I’m trying to appease some very offended clients. But I’ll meet you back at my place. There will be a car to pick you up.”
“Oliver, all of this. You don’t think it’s too much?” It wasn’t that she wasn’t flattered, but all his attention was a little intimidating.
“According to who?”
Probably the majority of the world. Not many women got flown across the country on the whim of one man. But she was on his jet already. It was probably a little too late for her to the questioning the logic of the trip. “Okay, okay.”
“We already established that I wasn’t normal. Call me when you land?”
“Sure.” They hung up soon after that and Chloe was left to her own devices.
The jet soon took off and the stewardess came to take way her tray and promised to bring her lunch whenever she was ready. As Chloe found herself high above Metropolis she opened up her laptop. Late the previous night, or perhaps sometime early in the morning, she had lay in bed awake thinking things over and suddenly realized there was no way she was going to trust herself to do her own hair and make-up. It took a little while, but Chloe soon found a decent salon near Oliver’s that would take care of all of her beauty needs. With everything taken care of she closed her eyes and prayed for sleep to find her.
Oliver dropped his cell phone on his bed and headed to his mirror to finish the knot in his tie. His mind wasn’t on his tie, it was on Chloe. He noticed the apprehension in her voice. In fact he noticed it every time they spoke. Hopefully with the short time they were going to have that weekend he might be able to calm her down a bit.
After slipping on his jacket he headed out of his bedroom. He had a few things to wrap up during the day. Some of it probably could have been put off, but he wanted to assure that nothing was going to interrupt him after Chloe’s arrival.
The ride to Oliver’s was one of the longest Chloe could remember. It seemed as if it had been months since they had last seen one another, not days. When the car finally reached the large tower something strange came over her and she almost felt sick. She tried to tell herself she was being silly, that there was nothing to be nervous about, but nothing helped. The elevator ride was the worst, and as she stood in front of his door after knocking she bit the inside of her lip nervously. It was only a matter of seconds before he stood in front of her. Her chest tightened and she felt that familiar pull in her stomach.
“Looks like I got my Christmas present early.” He grinned and took her bags.
Chloe bit her lip too fight the smile that threatened her. “Only if you’ve been a good boy.”
He dropped her bag to his side and took her hand in his. “Oh I’ve been a very good boy.”
Chloe let him pull her in. Just as the door shut behind her he was pulling her into his arm and covering her mouth with his. She had wondered during her flight when and if he would kiss her. The ‘if” part had seemed pretty silly, but she couldn’t help but wonder. But she hadn’t necessarily counted on being kissed by him when she was barely in the door. It was a nice surprise. It only last a few seconds, and when he pulled away she found herself wanting more. “That was a nice welcome.”
“I have a wide variety of them. I’m sure I can even come up with a good goodbye for tomorrow to.” He grabbed her bag again and ushered her in. “I hate to do this, but considering your appointment you told me about, I’m going to have to sent you off. As much as I’d like to think that dress is going to fit you, I’d like to make sure. The seamstress is waiting for you right now at the shop.”
“Already?” Chloe’s face dropped slightly. At the rate she was going hardly any of her time in Star City would be spent with him.
“We’ll have the whole night.” Oliver cradled her face in his hands. “Besides, we’ve already waited four years. Four hours won’t matter.”
“Well when you say it like that.” He pressed his lips against hers in a gentle kiss and pulled away.
“Do you need anything before we leave?”
“No, I’m all set. I got ready before the jet landed.” Oliver deposited her bags near a table and he was walking her out, just moments after she had arrived.
Chloe punched in the code that Oliver had given her. Before dropping her off he had given her the code to his penthouse just in case he wasn’t back yet. It just happened that he wasn’t. Chloe suspected he might have done it on purpose though. The bag that he had dropped in the middle of the floor was gone. The dress that Oliver promised her would somehow arrive back at his penthouse was nowhere to be seen.
The penthouse looked as it had less then a week ago. It was slightly neater she had to admit. Chloe had been a little to concerned with Oliver’s health to worry about keeping his penthouse spotless.
After finishing her quick survey she headed to the guest room she had occupied before. There was a significant difference when she opened the room. First of all the bedding was different. It appeared to be much nicer and decidedly more feminine. She wondered vaguely if he had done if just for her, but her attention was then drawn to the single rose on the bed. The corner of her mouth turned up in a smile as she neared the bed. Upon getting closer she also noticed a note next to the rose. She quickly unfolded it to read.
I thought it would be nice to see the full affect of what you do with almost four hours of preparation. I’ll be back to pick you up at 6:30. See you soon.
Oliver
Although she missed him terribly she was grateful that he was giving her time to get dressed. With the dress in mind she turned to the closet door to find a white garment bag hanging from the hook. The dress was beautiful. When she’d arrived at the shop there had been a handful of dresses that Oliver had picked out for her to choose from. She suspected that he had some help with the choosing though. They’d all been some shade of green of course. It was a light green lacy gown that she had finally chosen. The bodice was tight and fitted down past her waist and hips. From there the lacy material flowed out to the floor. A few quick adjustments had been made to it by the seamstress and then it fit her like a glove. The women at the shop were helpful, loading her with matching jewelry, shoes, and lingerie in seconds. Chloe had no doubt that got paid handsomely for their troubles. She had inquired as to the price of the dress and the other accessories. Even though Oliver had sworn her into not worrying about it she had to know. The saleswoman refused to tell her. Oliver had obviously gotten to her. He always covered all his bases.
Upon glancing at the clock she noticed the time with panic. It was just after six and she had only a few minutes to squeeze into her dress.
Note: I wanted to wait until the end to post this link. Someone had mentioned to me in a review of the last chapter that they were hoping I would describe the best. I went a step further and actually found a picture. I hope you like it. I knew I wanted something green. So with the color in mind it took me forever to find a dress. I like it. But it is a little different. I was trying to find something really expensive but I had a lot of trouble finding something in green. So here it is. .com/Fashion/Glamorous-Green-Evening-Gown__ (Underneath the large picture you can look at the front or rear view.) If you don't like it sorry. I did my best. Just imagine her wearing something else.
Author: Calie
Summary: After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Rating: M or NC-17 (later)
Notes: A couple of things. I decided to investigate how long a flight from Metropolis to Star City was. First I went by the DC comics location of Metropolis which had it on the east coast. That would have been about a six hour flight. Then someone (gen17) so kindly told me that in the Smallville universe Meteropolis is located in Kansas. I wasn't quite able to figure out how lonng that flight would be but since it's practically in the middle of the US I'm going with 3 1/2 hours. I've gone back and changed Chapter 6 once because of this. Now I'm going to change it again. So there you go. =) Also, this chapter isn't much. But I promise a lot more in the next one. There is one more note at the end, be sure to read it.
When Chloe boarded the jet the stewardess took her bags and led her through the jet. She’d arrived early, even though it hadn’t been necessary. The night before she’d gotten little sleep between packing and anxiousness over her impending visit with Oliver. It was her hope that she’d be able to settle down on the jet and catch a nap. The last thing she wanted to do was be tired that night.
“Would you like something to eat Ms. Sullivan? Breakfast?”
“Oh, um sure. Just something small though please.” Her stomach was a nervous wreck, and although she wasn’t a bad flier, she didn’t need to make it any worse. Chloe situated herself near one of the windows and took out her laptop. Moments later the stewardess carried out a croissant and a bottle of water. “Thank you.”
“Mr. Queen asked that you call him as soon as you are situated.”
Chloe gave her thanks again and settled back. For a few moments she just tore of pieces of the bread and listened to the sound of the jet before take off. She’d spoken to him a few times since he’d sent her the flowers. Their conversations were always short and light, but that didn’t bother her. Most of the conversations had been initiated by him after all. Even so, she still got slightly nervous calling him. It was absolutely ridiculous she knew. Chloe had been calling Oliver for years. The problem was that those calls had always been about business. Finally, with a sigh, she took her cell phone off the table in front of her and dialed his number. It only took two rings.
“Good morning sunshine.”
“So you say. Normal people aren’t taking jets out of Metropolis on their Saturday morning.” But she still grinned in response. He could have asked her to fly out at three in the morning and she wouldn’t have cared.
“I do.”
“You’re not normal.”
“I walked right into that one. Have you taken off yet?”
“No, about to I guess. Are you going to be there when I land?”
“No.”
She deflated slightly, but forced herself to perk up.
“Unfortunately, my absence for almost two weeks has caused a pile up in work. I’m trying to appease some very offended clients. But I’ll meet you back at my place. There will be a car to pick you up.”
“Oliver, all of this. You don’t think it’s too much?” It wasn’t that she wasn’t flattered, but all his attention was a little intimidating.
“According to who?”
Probably the majority of the world. Not many women got flown across the country on the whim of one man. But she was on his jet already. It was probably a little too late for her to the questioning the logic of the trip. “Okay, okay.”
“We already established that I wasn’t normal. Call me when you land?”
“Sure.” They hung up soon after that and Chloe was left to her own devices.
The jet soon took off and the stewardess came to take way her tray and promised to bring her lunch whenever she was ready. As Chloe found herself high above Metropolis she opened up her laptop. Late the previous night, or perhaps sometime early in the morning, she had lay in bed awake thinking things over and suddenly realized there was no way she was going to trust herself to do her own hair and make-up. It took a little while, but Chloe soon found a decent salon near Oliver’s that would take care of all of her beauty needs. With everything taken care of she closed her eyes and prayed for sleep to find her.
Oliver dropped his cell phone on his bed and headed to his mirror to finish the knot in his tie. His mind wasn’t on his tie, it was on Chloe. He noticed the apprehension in her voice. In fact he noticed it every time they spoke. Hopefully with the short time they were going to have that weekend he might be able to calm her down a bit.
After slipping on his jacket he headed out of his bedroom. He had a few things to wrap up during the day. Some of it probably could have been put off, but he wanted to assure that nothing was going to interrupt him after Chloe’s arrival.
The ride to Oliver’s was one of the longest Chloe could remember. It seemed as if it had been months since they had last seen one another, not days. When the car finally reached the large tower something strange came over her and she almost felt sick. She tried to tell herself she was being silly, that there was nothing to be nervous about, but nothing helped. The elevator ride was the worst, and as she stood in front of his door after knocking she bit the inside of her lip nervously. It was only a matter of seconds before he stood in front of her. Her chest tightened and she felt that familiar pull in her stomach.
“Looks like I got my Christmas present early.” He grinned and took her bags.
Chloe bit her lip too fight the smile that threatened her. “Only if you’ve been a good boy.”
He dropped her bag to his side and took her hand in his. “Oh I’ve been a very good boy.”
Chloe let him pull her in. Just as the door shut behind her he was pulling her into his arm and covering her mouth with his. She had wondered during her flight when and if he would kiss her. The ‘if” part had seemed pretty silly, but she couldn’t help but wonder. But she hadn’t necessarily counted on being kissed by him when she was barely in the door. It was a nice surprise. It only last a few seconds, and when he pulled away she found herself wanting more. “That was a nice welcome.”
“I have a wide variety of them. I’m sure I can even come up with a good goodbye for tomorrow to.” He grabbed her bag again and ushered her in. “I hate to do this, but considering your appointment you told me about, I’m going to have to sent you off. As much as I’d like to think that dress is going to fit you, I’d like to make sure. The seamstress is waiting for you right now at the shop.”
“Already?” Chloe’s face dropped slightly. At the rate she was going hardly any of her time in Star City would be spent with him.
“We’ll have the whole night.” Oliver cradled her face in his hands. “Besides, we’ve already waited four years. Four hours won’t matter.”
“Well when you say it like that.” He pressed his lips against hers in a gentle kiss and pulled away.
“Do you need anything before we leave?”
“No, I’m all set. I got ready before the jet landed.” Oliver deposited her bags near a table and he was walking her out, just moments after she had arrived.
Chloe punched in the code that Oliver had given her. Before dropping her off he had given her the code to his penthouse just in case he wasn’t back yet. It just happened that he wasn’t. Chloe suspected he might have done it on purpose though. The bag that he had dropped in the middle of the floor was gone. The dress that Oliver promised her would somehow arrive back at his penthouse was nowhere to be seen.
The penthouse looked as it had less then a week ago. It was slightly neater she had to admit. Chloe had been a little to concerned with Oliver’s health to worry about keeping his penthouse spotless.
After finishing her quick survey she headed to the guest room she had occupied before. There was a significant difference when she opened the room. First of all the bedding was different. It appeared to be much nicer and decidedly more feminine. She wondered vaguely if he had done if just for her, but her attention was then drawn to the single rose on the bed. The corner of her mouth turned up in a smile as she neared the bed. Upon getting closer she also noticed a note next to the rose. She quickly unfolded it to read.
I thought it would be nice to see the full affect of what you do with almost four hours of preparation. I’ll be back to pick you up at 6:30. See you soon.
Oliver
Although she missed him terribly she was grateful that he was giving her time to get dressed. With the dress in mind she turned to the closet door to find a white garment bag hanging from the hook. The dress was beautiful. When she’d arrived at the shop there had been a handful of dresses that Oliver had picked out for her to choose from. She suspected that he had some help with the choosing though. They’d all been some shade of green of course. It was a light green lacy gown that she had finally chosen. The bodice was tight and fitted down past her waist and hips. From there the lacy material flowed out to the floor. A few quick adjustments had been made to it by the seamstress and then it fit her like a glove. The women at the shop were helpful, loading her with matching jewelry, shoes, and lingerie in seconds. Chloe had no doubt that got paid handsomely for their troubles. She had inquired as to the price of the dress and the other accessories. Even though Oliver had sworn her into not worrying about it she had to know. The saleswoman refused to tell her. Oliver had obviously gotten to her. He always covered all his bases.
Upon glancing at the clock she noticed the time with panic. It was just after six and she had only a few minutes to squeeze into her dress.
Note: I wanted to wait until the end to post this link. Someone had mentioned to me in a review of the last chapter that they were hoping I would describe the best. I went a step further and actually found a picture. I hope you like it. I knew I wanted something green. So with the color in mind it took me forever to find a dress. I like it. But it is a little different. I was trying to find something really expensive but I had a lot of trouble finding something in green. So here it is. .com/Fashion/Glamorous-Green-Evening-Gown__ (Underneath the large picture you can look at the front or rear view.) If you don't like it sorry. I did my best. Just imagine her wearing something else.