A/N: Can't believe anyone is enjoying this. Thank you guys for the love and sorry for the wait. Also sorry for any mistakes I may have made.

Chapter 3

Two days later, Lexa attended her first board meeting since...well come to think of it, Lexa couldn't remember the last time she sat down at one of these meetings. She knew attending these meetings were very important and she cared about the company, but she couldn't help from becoming easily bored in the first five minutes. She hated sitting still stiffly in a uncomfortable chair, hearing people talk all day and being contained by four walls.

She rather spend her time doing something adventurous.

Something exciting.

But today there was a reason for her attendance of this meeting. That reason was in the form of a beautiful blonde woman who she shared a mind-blowing kiss with just days before that was still lingering on her lips.

Enemy or not, she can't get that kiss out of her head.

Throughout the whole meeting, Clarke, who was sitting across from her, has been stealing her focus away from the meeting.

Lexa was noticing the little things about the blonde by just observing her. The way the blonde bites her bottom lip when she's concentrating hard on something. Or the way those gorgeous soft blonde tresses that Clarke had just ran her hand through fell out from where it was neatly tucked behind her ear.

Lexa fought the urge to tuck it back for her.

Not only was she unable to tear her eyes away from the blonde but her mind kept replaying their kiss.

She remembers how soft those lips were. How sweet they tasted. The sound of Clarke's heavy and unsteady breathing and her soft breath in her ear.

Lexa couldn't remember that last time she was so infatuated with someone. She couldn't believe she was infatuated with someone who was able to make her feel so many different emotions inside her. Who can easily make her angry in one second and the next minute waiting nothing more then to rip her clothes off.

She was normally in control with her emotions.

Even with these thoughts invading her mind, she still wasn't sure if Clarke was an enemy or not. She wanted to believe that the blonde was being truthful with her. She didn't want her hatred for Finn to blind her from making bad decisions or judge someone who was completely innocent.

But after Costia, she still had some trust issues.

Still her eyes were drawn to Clarke like a moth to a flame. Knowing that she might leave herself open for vulnerability if she got too close to the blonde.

Green eyes followed steady as she noticed the blonde was now standing up from her chair as she hears her mother in the background introduced Clarke to the other members and asked her to talk about Sky Airline and the merger.

Lexa admired how the blonde held herself with such grace and elegance as she spoke to the group. Her voice laced with confidence and excitement.

She was a natural leader.

The blonde's warm smile was inviting. Her lips were inviting. Lexa desires to have another taste. She desperately wants to feel her soft skin beneath her hands. To hear the soft sighs against her ears. Lexa swallows hard as she could feel herself getting hot and shifts slightly in her chair. Her belly began to tighten as a certain arousal shot through her.

"Lexa!"

She looks up startled snapping out of her thoughts her face slightly flushed, to find her mother and Clarke staring at her with concern eyes.

To find everyone in the room staring at her patiently.

"Yes, mother." Lexa answered after clearing her throat and shaking all the inappropriate thoughts out, not aware that her mother has been calling her name for the last few seconds.

"I asked if you were all right?"

Lexa sat up straight in her chair and tugged her shirt slightly. "It's hot in here. Is it not?"

The heiress cringed when the room filled with collectively annoying laughter.

"Now, I know that you are feeling ill. Everyone is freezing in here." Her mother replied when the laughter died down.

Lexa glanced around the room and sure enough everyone had a sweater or cardigan on, making her feel slightly ridiculous.

"You may leave if your not feeling well, Lexa. We are almost done here anyways." Her mother continued waving a dismissive hand at her and excusing her from the meeting which usually she would be fine with but she needed to be here.

She needed to know if Clarke was being truthful. She wanted to know more about the blonde.

"I rather stay." Lexa replied stubbornly.

Her mother raised her eyebrows at Lexa response, surprised that her daughter didn't take the opportunity to leave knowing how much Lexa hated these meetings.

By this time, Clarke had already reclaimed her seat to joined the others and watched the mother and daughter battle.

"I have to insist darling. With the recent merger, every minute is crucial and I can't afford anyone to catch your illness at this urgent time of our business. Rest well and we'll continue when you are feeling better." Anya raised a challenging eyebrow to her daughter.

Lexa felt the harden stare her mother was throwing at her but she refused to back down.

"Like you said mother. We are in crucial time here and my presence is most certainly needed. There's no need to worry about my health. I'm perfectly fine." Lexa said with finality in her voice.

In all truthfulness, another reason Lexa didn't want to get up from her chair and make a scene of her clumsiness as she tries to grab her crutches and stumble out of the room in front of everyone.

She didn't want to appear weak to anyone.

"Very well." Anya replied hiding her smile. She had pushed Lexa on purpose and was glad to see something some positive changes in her daughter.

Clarke finds a table at the restaurant in the hotel that was surprisingly quite empty. She needed to go over her notes of today meeting and relay all information back to her mother and Kane.

She was sitting at the table in peace for 20 minutes when a folder was tossed careless next to her laptop and notebook causing her to look up at the rude intruder.

"Can't you just say hi like any normal person would. Do we have to go over this again?" Clarke sighed tiresomely, not having the energy to deal with the brunette today. Although, she shouldn't be surprised that Lexa was standing in front of her.

"Your clean." Lexa ignored her words and took a seat right across from the blonde. "For now."

"Thanks, I guess." Clarke furrowed her brow not knowing what the brunette was referring to and grabbed the folder that was tossed at her.

As she looked through the folder, her face quickly becoming full of rage.

"You had me investigated?" Clarke looked at her disbelief.

"Are you surprised?" Lexa asked tilting her head.

"This is personal information." Clarke replied agitated.

Lexa shrugged. "Now we're even. You knew more about me then I did of you when we met. And I didn't have you "investigated", I just told Gustus to find anything he could on you. And like I said, you're clean."

Clarke shakes her head and glance behind them to find Gustus was standing a few feet away from them. She had a feeling that Lexa's bodyguard wasn't very fond of her.

"Fine. Whatever." Clarke said tossing the folder back to Lexa, knowing that she had nothing to hide. "So now will you stop being a jerk and maybe we can start working together."

Lexa stare at the blonde. She expected Clarke to be furious with her. She kind of hope that Clarke would be angry with her as the last time she found the blonde extremely attractive.

"That's the same look you had at the meeting. What are you thinking about?" Clarke asked curiously when she saw Lexa staring at her.

"Nothing." Lexa shakes her head. She really needed to stop having dirty thoughts of the blonde.

"If you want to have a serious conversation, I'd be happy to oblige you. I'm just going over notes of today's meeting and trying to come up with a possible solution where we can makes budgets cuts without losing any employees." Clarke said.

"Maybe sometimes it's essential to the company if we recognize those we truly don't need. It's awful but it's best for the company." Lexa replied.

"I can't do that without exhausting every option. They have families." Clarke frowned at Lexa's nonchalant attitude of the matter. "If there's anything I can do to make sure we don't lose anybody, I will do it."

Lexa admires the blonde's determination.

"Then, I'm sure you will come up with something." Lexa told her.

"Thanks." Clarke smiled when she hears the sincerity in Lexa's voice.

"I would like to discuss something that I haven't been able to get off my mind lately." Lexa said changing the subject.

"Yeah? And what would that be?" Clarke gulped when she saw the intensity in the brunette's green eyes.

"The kiss we shared two days ago and the reason way you have been avoiding me. Was it not enjoyable?" Lexa asked bluntly.

Clarke blushed bright red and ducked her head down to hide, she was hoping that the subject wouldn't come up.

"Ummm...I...don't..." Clarke stammered not knowing how to reply.

"You don't what? And please keep eye contact with me." Lexa frowned slightly offended. She hated that the confidence that she so much admire about the blonde had disappeared.

Clarke looked up at Lexa's request and realized she must have insulted the heiress.

"I'm sorry. I just confused. I don't know what it meant. Or what may have come of it." Clarke replied.

"All I asked with a simple question, Clarke. Did you enjoy it or did you not?" Lexa raised her eyebrows.

"Lexa..." Clarke sighed.

"If you didn't pull away so quickly, I would have found out myself how wet..."

"Lexa!" Clarke scolded before looking over the brunette's shoulder to see if Gustus, who was only a few feet away from them, had heard her.

Lexa smirked at this. "I warn Gustus not to listen to our conversation. If he knew what was good for him, he will heed my warning. So if that's what you were afraid of, I assure you, you may talk freely."

"Yes. I enjoyed it, okay? It was probably the best kiss I ever had. But you are not what I expected you to be. And I don't want to be just another notch on your bed..." Clarke explained.

Lexa smiled at the blonde's revelation in her rant that she was the best kiss she ever had.

"...while you are also frustrating and the most infuriating person I've ever met who needs to learn to work through their emotions instead of just lashing out..."

While Clarke was going on with her rant, the television hanging on the wall behind the blonde caught Lexa's attention.

Lexa frowns deeply when she sees a video footage of herself, with horrible quality, walking into the restaurant a few days ago. The headline read the first sighting of the heiress since the accident. Then another footage appear that happen to be her so called "accident."

This was the first time she has ever seen the video where Finn purposely crashed into her at the race. Her blood began to boil as if she was reliving one of the worst day of her life.

"...And then I ask myself how can I be so attracted to someone who thinks I'm a spy..."

Still ignoring the blonde and keeping her attention on the television Lexa sees her ex, Costia, walking away from the paparazzis hiding her face. Another headline was on the screen saying that Finn was not at fault for the crash and they have inside sources revealing that Lexa was under the substance of drugs while racing.

Lexa eyebrow grew heavy and strong. Her jaw flexed.

"Lexa? Are you okay?" Clarke asked stoping her rant when she noticed how red Lexa's face had become.

When Lexa didn't answer her, she realized that the brunette was staring intently hard at something behind her.

Clarke turn around and saw what was on the screen that stole Lexa's attention and quickly put together what had upset the brunette.

"You can't let them get to you. Everyone saw what happened." Clarke shakes her head and immediately feels bad for everything the brunette goes through anytime there was a horrible lie told about her.

Clarke turns back around only for Lexa to stand up abruptly and leave the room without another word.

"Lexa." Clarke stood up and called for the brunette.

Lexa ignored her and left the room with Gustus following behind her leaving her alone in the restaurant.

"You can leave for the day, Gustus." Lexa said in a control voice but her body was still seething.

"Did she say something to upset you?" Gustus was confused where the anger from Lexa was coming from.

"It's not your concern." Lexa walked out of the elevator.

She raised her hand to halt Gustus who was still following her.

"I said leave." She gritted through her teeth.

"Lexa, I don't think that is wise...you can't..." Gustus tried again.

"Gustus, I said leave!" Lexa snapped, silencing him. She had turned around and got right in his face.

Gustus stared at her in shock. She has never raised her voice at him ever.

"My apologies. I will see you tomorrow." Gustus reluctantly relented. Gustus hope she will stay in room for the rest of the evening and she won't be in any danger.

Lexa stared him down for another moment before turning around and continuing her path to her suite.

She sighed heavily once she enter her room after slamming her door shut. She had never let any of the tabloid fabrication get to her before but just seeing Costia's face and the idea that she would ever do something as stupid as drugs just trigger something inside her today.

Lexa looked around her suite after she calmed herself down a bit and strode as quickly as her crutches allow her to her kitchen. She frantically opened one drawer after another searching for a particular item.

Something sharp.

The heiress grabbed her sharpest knife pressed it on her cast. She closed her eyes tightly for a second before shaking her head knowing that the knife won't be able to cut through.

She put the knife back and continued her search until she came across some scissors. Lexa slid on the floor and went straight to work on her cast. It was tough but Lexa was not quitting. This stupid cast has been holding her back for the last two months. She hated who she had become during the small amount of time. The doctor told her she had at least 3 more weeks but she couldn't take it anymore.

Lexa could feel sweat on her face as she tries to make a cut but nothing was happening.

"Ah...come on!" Lexa yelled determined to get it off. "Come on."

She mustered all the strength she could find but nothing prevail and the scissors broke in two.

"Fuck!" She yelled agitated and throw them at the ground.

She barely made a cut.

Grabbing her crutches, Lexa stood up to find another solution. Something that wouldn't require another person's help. She sighed and contemplated where she can find tools in the hotel.

There had to be something she could use.

Lexa found herself in the elevator again, going over possible locations in the hotel where she can find a saw to cut off her cast. Her first thought is the maintenance room, figuring that they should have some type of tool that would do the job.

The only thing she was worried about was getting noticed.

The elevator door dinged opened and she was about to exit when she came face to face with someone familiar.

"Lexa, I was looking for you." Clarke said when she recognized the brunette.

"I'm busy." Lexa simply replied and walked away from the blonde.

"Wait. I was worry. You left very distraught and angry." Clarke followed and matched Lexa's quick pace.

"They believe that it was my fault that I crashed and it was not the fault of that bastard of an ex-boyfriend of yours. Tell me, do you think he had something to do with what is being said about me?" Lexa asked without looking at the blonde focusing on her mission.

Clarke look down.

Before she would have said no but what she knows now, she wouldn't put anything pass Finn.

"It's possible." Clarke replied.

"Again it was a simple question, that deserves a simple answer. Yes or no Clarke." Lexa spat impatiently.

Clarke sighed.

"Yes. It was most likely Finn who reached out to the media. I supposed he is trying to clean up his act in front of the camera after the stunt he pulled."

"I've never done anything that would cause any harm to my health. Yes, I enjoy activities that makes my heart race and my blood pumping and I may be irresponsible with some of my actions but I have never done anything ridiculous as drugs." Lexa told her outraged at the very thought.

"I believe you. And I know for the a fact that you weren't doing any thing illegal. Finn admitted to me of his actions." Clarke said looking at the brunette sincerely.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. Whatever is being said, people are believing. Apparently, you don't need actual concrete evidence these days." Lexa scoffed.

"I would have never thought something like that would bother you."

"Usually it doesn't. But with what happen to me..." Lexa sighed running a hand through her hair. "And then seeing her face..."

"Her? Who?" Clarke furrowed her brow.

"No one." Lexa replied quickly, berating herself for her slip up. She doesn't like to talk to anyone about her ex-girlfriend. She tried to wipe every memory she ever had of her.

Clarke gently grabbed the taller girl's arm, stopping her in her place.

"Hey. You can talk to me. I swear, I'm not going to blast anything to the media. You can trust me." Clarke told her softly.

Lexa paused for a moment and stared into the blonde's blue eyes.

"Costia. My ex. She broke up with me without any explantation and now is actively trying to ruin my family's company." Lexa replied before continuing on her search for a saw.

Clarke blinked once before following Lexa.

"Where are you going?" The blonde asked noticing that she's never been to this part of the hotel.

"I'm looking for a saw." Lexa replied honestly though she doesn't know why. After their kiss, Lexa found it easy to talk to the blonde.

"A saw? Why?"

Lexa didn't answer her when she noticed they were finally standing in front of the maintenance door. She double checked the hallways making sure no one was around before using her all access key card to open the door and walk inside with Clarke in tow.

"Lexa, why are we here?" Clarke asked again.

"Will you just help me find a saw or something sharp?" Lexa replied while going through drawers and tool boxes.

"Sharp enough for what?" Clarke asked still confused.

Once again, Lexa ignored her while searching the room.

"I found it." Lexa smiled in triumph and took a seat in the chair that was in the room.

Clarke's eyes widen when she realized what Lexa was about to do.

"Are you crazy?" Clarke reached over and took the saw out of the brunette's hands.

Lexa shut her eyes tightly in irritation immediately regretting allowing the blonde to follow her.

"Clarke. Give me the saw." Lexa glared at her.

"No." Clarke shook her head and put the saw behind her and out of Lexa's reached.

Lexa jolt up from where she was sitting and threateningly takes a step towards the blonde. Clarke's body tensed preparing herself against Lexa's attempts to reclaim the saw.

"Don't test me, Clarke. Give. Me. The. Saw." Lexa gritted her teeth and her eyes darken.

But Clarke didn't flinch and she wasn't intimidated and she wasn't backing down.

"No, Lexa. This is not happening." Clarke replied keeping her head high returning the brunette's intense stare.

Lexa's veins were protruding from her neck and her breathing become heavily during the intense staring battle. Lexa admire the strength the blonde was showing against her, which is something that people rarely do, but at the same time it annoyed her how stubborn the blonde was being.

The first move happened very quickly.

Though simultaneously, Clarke wildly and successful dodge the brunette when she forcibly tried to reached behind her for the saw.

Lexa growled angrily at her disadvantage because of her leg giving her even more determination to retrieve the saw. The cast was coming off today. She will no longer become invalid and stuck in this hotel any longer and she was willing to do whatever it takes to remove this damn cast.

Lexa is clearly pissed and doesn't wait another second to leap towards the blonde in a second attempt and the two begin to wrestle dangerous over the sharp object. Lexa was stronger then the blonde but because of her injured leg, Clarke was able to have the upper hand and maneuver the saw away from her.

Before she knew it, Clarke had become stuck in a corner, she turn her body and unintentionally sticks her foot out and trips the brunette causing her to fall on her ass ungracefully and painfully.

"Ow...Fuck." Lexa grunted her hand immediately shot towards her injured leg.

"Oh my god, Lexa. Are you okay?" Clarke gasped looking down at the brunette and became worried that she had cause more damaged to the leg. "I'm so sorry."

"Fuck my leg." Lexa grimaced at the pain.

Clarke dropped the saw and kneel down beside the brunette to assess any damaged. But before she could inspect anything, she feels a strong pull on her arm causing her to topple on top of the heiress, straddling her waist.

"Lexa." Clarke looked at her shocked when she was met with a smug look.

"I didn't expect you to be so concern about me." Lexa smiled mischievously leaving no trace on her face that she was hurt at all.

Clarke narrowed her eyes and shaking her head at the brunette's antics. The brunette was starting to get really under her skin.

"You're not really hurt? What is a matter with you? I was worried that something might have happened..."

In the middle of her scolding, she was silenced for the second time by Lexa with a forceful kiss that left her breathless and speechless at the same time.

After the initial shock, Clarke hands found themselves tangled in the brunette's darker locks pulling her closer into the passionate kiss while Lexa's hand went to her waist taking a firm grip to steady the blonde on top of her.

"Lexa." Clarke murmured against her mouth when they pulled apart, smiling.

Lexa responded with tilting her head and pulling Clarke in for another kiss not being able to resist. Not wanting to be apart from them for very long.

"I've been wanting to do this all day." Lexa whispered before recapturing those soft subtle lips once more as her hands became more adventurous running them on the outside of the blonde's thigh, silently thanking the blonde for wear a skirt today.

Clarke found herself lost in the heated kiss and gently pushed her weight to lay the brunette fully on her back without breaking their heated kiss. Her tongue sought out the brunette's wanting a taste. Clarke moaned as she become addicted to the taste of Lexa's lips.

Even though she wasn't completely comfortable being on the bottom, Lexa allowed it not wanting to deny herself the immense pleasure she was currently feeling. That the blonde was making her feel.

Lexa smiled softly when Clarke releases a soft sigh against her mouth when she stroke the blonde's inner thigh gently. She let her thumb brush lightly over the thin fabric that was covering her most sensitive area.

"Lexa...wait..." Clarke protested even though it came out more like a moan.

"Please, if you stop me again I don't think I will be able to handle it." Lexa whispered against the blonde's mouth before kissing her now swollen lips.

"But..." Clarke tried to be reasonable again.

"Don't make me beg." Lexa interrupted her.

"Would you?" Clarke asked licking her lip and staring into hungry greens eyes that she almost became undone. Lexa could have anyone she wanted and to hear how badly the brunette wanted her was thrilling and arousing.

"Perhaps." Lexa answered softly before kissing the blonde's exposed neck.

Clarke bit her lips and shut her eyes tightly while she had a small battle going on in her head. Clarke fights back a moan when Lexa starts trailing kissing down her chest.

Clarke whimpered when the brunette started a rubbing motion between her legs knowing that right then that she had lost the battle and would let Lexa do anything she wanted to her. She lifted the brunette's head from her chest and pulled her into a fiery passionate kiss giving her the green light.

Lexa smile in the kiss as she slipped her hands inside, pushing the blonde's panties aside then running her index finger pass her clit. Lexa groaned at how wet the blonde was. How ready Clarke was for her. As much as Lexa wanted to tease the other girl, she knew that this had to be a quickie since they were in the maintenance room.

Without warning, Lexa easily slides two finger inside the blonde's tight opening swiftly with one fluid move. She was rewarded immediately with a loud moan. Clarke's sat up on Lexa's waist and proceed to ride the brunette's fingers. The blonde's dig her fingers into the brunette's abs as she create steady rhythm. Clarke's eyes were shut tightly as she arches her back wanting Lexa deeper inside her. Her breath came out in short busts.

Lexa watched in awe how beautiful the blonde looked riding her fingers in wild abandon. Lexa place one hand on the blonde's hip and manage to sit herself up without pulling out of the blonde. Claiming her lips again in attempt to muffle her moans when she felt the blonde tightening around her fingers and close to orgasm.

Lexa pressed her thumb against her straining bundle of nerves and Clarke moaned loudly against her mouth as she became shattered and muscle clenched on her fingers releasing herself on her fingers and her stomach.

"I can't wait until we do that properly on a bed." Lexa smiling at Clarke as she catches her breath.

"What makes you think we be doing that again? Confident, are we? Clarke teased, her voice was slightly hoarse as she fixed clothes and her hair.

"Are you saying we're not?" Lexa smirked.

Clarke rolled her eyes at the brunette's arrogance not willing to answer her question.

"Despite what just happened, I'm not leaving here with this cast still on my leg. So you can either help me or we can try to wrestle each other again though I don't see anything wrong with either of those options considering the outcome of the last one." Lexa smiled.

"Lexa, taking your cast off when we don't know that your leg has fully heal, has the potential of creating more damage to your leg. Maybe permanent damage." Clarke tried to think objectively about the situation.

"I'm a fast healer, Clarke." Lexa argued.

"Lexa..." Clarke sighed.

"I came here on a mission, Clarke. I removing my cast. And nothing is going to stop me." Lexa told her.

"But..."

"Please Clarke." Lexa pleaded with a little bit of desperation in her voice. "I feel like I have been caged in this hotel like an animal. I can't do it anymore."

Clarke stared at Lexa sensing there was no way arguing with her. She sighed and went to retrieve the forgotten saw and sat in front of the brunette.

"If we are going to do this, I'll be the one doing the cutting since out of the two of us, I'm pretty sure that I know a little more what I'm doing and we don't accidentally cut your leg."

Lexa frowned at this. "What makes you more qualify then me?"

Clarke looked up at her. "My mom is doctor. I learned a lot from her. She only became involved with Sky Airlines because my dad past away."

Lexa nodded thinking back to Clarke's folder that Gustus gave her. "I remember now."

Clarke rolled her eyes at that. "Of course, you do."

Clarke tied her hair in a messy bun before she steady the saw on top of the cast and started to make her first movement.

"Wait..."

Clarke looked up at Lexa.

"Have you done this before?" Lexa asked slightly scared and nervous for her leg.

"Trust me." Clarke told her softly.

Lexa stared at her for a moment. Ever since meeting Clarke, trust with her biggest concern of the blonde. Her gut is telling her that Clarke is not like Finn or Costia and she was willing to bet her leg on it.

"Okay." Lexa nodded.

Clarke offered her a smile knowing that it took a lot for Lexa to trust her.

"I'll go slow." Clarke told her as she pushes the saw back and forth on the cast.

Clarke was concentrating on her cuts until she look up to check how the brunette was doing and saw that Lexa was clenching her fist tightly and had shut her eyes.

"Relax, okay." Clarke said. "Will it help if we talk? Get your mind off what is going on with your leg?"

"Yeah, that could help." Lexa said berating herself for being scared.

"Well, one thing I noticed missing in your little folder of me was that I like to paint." Clarke told her.

"Paint? And what do you like to paint?" Lexa asked amused but gracious for the distraction.

"Anything really. More landscape lately." Clarke answered.

"And what made you get into painting?"

Clarke sighed. "My parents, especially my mom, was so serious about me becoming a doctor or maybe follow into my dad's footsteps, and painting was just something fun for me to do. There were no rules. I can draw anything I wanted."

"Can I see them sometime?" Lexa asked.

Clarke looked up at the request and shakes her head. "I've never shown anyone my work."

"Well how is anyone to know if you're any good?" Lexa raised a challenging eyebrow.

"There not suppose to be good. It's just an outlet for me. I don't want to be judge on them." Clarke explained.

Lexa frowned. "I don't understand. Why put effort into something that no one will ever know if you are talented or not."

Clarke rolled her eyes. "Is that why you race? So you can show everyone how good you are?"

"Yes." Lexa answered simply.

"So, if racing wasn't a competition where you receive a trophy in the end. You will never race. Not even for fun." Clarke asked.

Lexa ponder this for the moment. She loved the exhilarating feeling she got from going at the speed of over 200 mile per hour. But the moment she wins was a feeling indescribable. Like she was on top of the world.

"I don't know if I enjoy it if I weren't competing." Lexa told her honestly. "Maybe I will try. If my leg allows it. I know because of liability, I'm no longer allow to race and my career is over."

Clarke could hear the annoyance in her voice.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up a sad topic. And I'm sorry that this happen to you. I know you didn't deserve this, Lexa."

Lexa appreciated the blonde's sentiments. But before she could say anything the blonde spoke.

"All done." Clarke announced proudly.

Lexa furrowed her brow at how effortlessly the blonde made it seem. She didn't feel a thing. She watched the blonde, now pulling the cast in half and revealing her leg. She reached down to touch the flesh that was hiding underneath the cast.

Clarke's heart fluttered when Lexa gave her a childlike smile.

"Thank you." Lexa said softly locking eyes with the blonde.

"Your welcome. Though I suggest taking it easy and not to something crazy like join a marathon or something." Clarke joked.

Lexa let out a small laugh.

"Did you just laugh?" Clarke asked as her eyes widen in shock that the usual stoic brunette was even capable of humor at all let alone let out a laugh.

"No." Lexa quickly put her mask back on.

Clarke smiled. "Come on, I'll help you get back to your room."

Clarke reached out her hand for the other girl to grab on to. Lexa stood up stretching her legs a bit enjoying not be restricted anymore.

"Thank you again, Clarke." Lexa lean forward a press her lips to blonde in a more soft chaste kiss different from any of this kisses they've shared before.

The kiss wasn't about sex.

Clarke's hand reached up and gently cups the brunette's face pulling her deeper into the kiss. Her tongue teasingly strokes against Lexa's feeling the shockwaves it sent through her body.

Clarke pulls apart first and leans her forehead softly against the brunette's.

"Your welcome."

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