Clark tried not to be painfully obvious about things, so when Xander missed the underlying message in his jealousy statement, he couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. Clark was the king of understatement. Maybe this was fate's way of telling him to let sleeping dogs lie. Though, he never quite understood what that meant. Maybe he was using it wrong. "Not exactly what I meant," he murmured before standing up and brushing some sand off his ass.
He looked down at Xander, tilted his head just a little, and held out his hand. "You could come with, if you want," he said. "Go for a walk or something." He glanced up. "I think it'd be a good time for a swim." Sure, it was at night, the island was cool, but Clark liked cool water.
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Date: 2009-02-23 06:39 am (UTC)He looked down at Xander, tilted his head just a little, and held out his hand. "You could come with, if you want," he said. "Go for a walk or something." He glanced up. "I think it'd be a good time for a swim." Sure, it was at night, the island was cool, but Clark liked cool water.