A/N: Thank you all for the loving reviews! It's a true motivation to keep on writing!

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Chapter 4

The sound of the water boiling broke the spell that had its grip on the two girls.

"Clarke…" Lexa whispered, as her lips parted from the blonde's.

She was fighting hard to get her head clear. There was a conversation they needed to have, and they needed to have it now.

To create some space and room to breathe, Lexa turned around and took the kettle to make the promised tea.

"We really need to talk about this", she said, still avoiding having to look at Clarke.

Clarke let out a sigh.

The spell might have been broken for a second by the sound of the kettle, but the magic was far from gone.

"I know", she simply answered.

The brunette in front of her turned around and handed her a cup of hot tea. Her face looked as if it was made of stone, like all of a sudden she had regained total self control.

"Let's sit", Lexa said, pointing at the table.

Clarke nodded, understanding what the girl meant. A table between them would most definitely help.

"I don't know…" Clarke started as soon as they both sat down, but Lexa shook her head.

"I do. I know that every time I see you, I feel this pull towards you I find very difficult to control. I know that I don't want to have to control it. I also know that you ran away, Clarke. I know that you didn't even look back. So I know that whatever this is, it has to stop. And it has to stop right now."

Clarke swallowed the lump that had started to form inside her throat.

Did Lexa mean what she just said? Now… now that she… now that Clarke had finally found the courage… the courage to overcome her fears?

Green met watery blue.

Lexa swallowed hard. She had hurt the girl, but she thought this was what she wanted? For Lexa to leave her alone?

She felt her heart breaking, seeing Clarke struggle.

"Clarke, I…" she started, but this time it was the blonde who interrupted her.

"I owe you an apology", she managed to get out. "I shouldn't have ran. I shouldn't have started this conversation with what I don't know. Because I also know the things you know. The pull, the magic, how hard it is for me to control it. And I know I ran. I know I got scared. Nobody has ever made me feel the way I feel when your eyes meet mine. Nobody. And that's scares the living shit out of me."

Lexa let Clarke speak until she was sure she was finished.

"It might not show, but it scares me too", she said, only managing to get out a mere whisper.

Watery blue met scared green.

Lexa's face didn't give away any emotion, but Clarke could see the fear in her eyes.

"Lexa, I don't want to be scared."

"Me neither, Clarke."

"Can't we take it slow? I mean, I don't know anything about you. Getting to know you might take away some of my fears."

Now the brunette on the other side of the table smiled.

"I'd like that."

Clarke sipped from her tea, knowing damn well that the kiss had taken away her hangover already.

"Hmm, this tea is great! You'll so have to give me the recipe!"

Clarke saw that her enthusiastic attempt at small talk failed miserably. The brunette still looked strange at her, as if she was carefully planning her next move.

Lexa had only heard half of Clarke's comment about the tea. The pull inside her got bigger as her composure started to break.

She wasn't sure how long she was going to be able to keep this up.

All she could think about was kissing the blonde's soft lips, touching those toned abs, holding her soft breasts and pull that girl's body as close to hers as physically possible.

"Do you think…" she started, hesitant. "Do you think we can start with going slow tomorrow?"

A giant grin appeared on Clarke's face.

"I thought you'd never ask."