Not that Clark was about to let Caitlin actually know it, but he did listen to every word she spoke while he laid on the bed. As she pushed against him with her ass he smiled with his head turned away from her. He found it somewhat cute that she used her ass of all things to try and move him. He figured she would never, ever, let her ass touch him or him touch her ass. A high guarded secret that Clark held was that for all of the arguing him and Caitlin did, for as much as he could not stand her personality, he thought she was very hot. The issue was that she was nearly half his age and the reality of the matter was that Clark figured he had not shot in hell anyways. Besides it would end up like The Notebook or something where they would either be fucking or fighting and he didn't really want the fighting all the time if they were going to be attached in any way. Still he was not opposed to the idea of having some form of lust filled relationship with Caitlin, he just wasn't going to make things easy for her either.<br/><br/>After she commented about taking some photographs Clark turned his head in her direction and propped it up on his wrist with his elbow as a prop. "Well if I take some photographs I am sure I could get a pretty penny for them. There are plenty of men who would pay to see the more intimate parts of you, especially in the office." He smiled slightly at the thought, then pushed himself to sit on the bottom edge of the bed, "but no, I would never do that. I do have some limits Caitlin. As far as the bed thing goes though, I am sleeping on it and that is final. You can join me or not that part I don't care about, but I am not sleeping on the couch." Until he spoke about the bed his voice had been somewhat jovial, joking even, but when he spoke about sleeping on the bed he became very serious, his face held a slight scowl, as he got up from the bed entirely and stood tall. "I will unpack my stuff later, just make sure I have enough hot water to shower with and time to shower and change before the dinner party tonight."<br/><br/>With that he left the room and shut the door behind him so that she could manage to have some form of privacy. He might have been stubborn and pigheaded, even a bit of an ass at times, but he did have a decent amount of respect for the privacy of others. He did wonder what she looked like under that dress, perhaps he would get to see her in a bikini later, but he would be patient for that moment, if it arrived, and for now he headed outside to the balcony. The view was similar to one he had seen before of course, the vast wide open ocean. The blue a shade one could only find in Hawaii, even better in his opinion than the Caribbean, and he had been there on more than one occasion. To kill the time Clark sat down on the lounge chair, or more or less said down on it, and closed his eyes to meditate with the sound of the ocean waves as he waited for Caitlin to take her shower.