Chapter 14: Keep Your Hands Off My Girl
"I have your salmon salad," Lexa announced as she stepped into Anya's office. She dug through a white plastic bag, pulled out a bowl, and handed it off to Anya when she reached her desk.
It wasn't every day that she'd pick up lunch for her best friend, in fact, she hardly ever did, but she found herself with some free time after dropping Aden off at the airport, and couldn't resist a quick stop at her favorite deli.
Anya covered the mouthpiece of her phone with her hand and thanked Lexa. "Don't leave yet," she added.
Lexa nodded, taking a seat in one of the two chairs across from Anya. She contemplated eating her sandwich while she waited but she had purposely gotten Clarke lunch too so they could eat it together.
"Yes, thank you, we'll stay in touch," Anya said to the person on the other line, trying desperately to end her call. "Have a great day," she added before hanging up the phone and sighing.
"Everything good?" Lexa asked.
"Trying to keep the Polaris tour under wraps," Anya said. "Apparently someone saw something on Twitter."
Lexa furrowed her brows. "What could they have seen? We haven't even finalized all the details." She said.
"I have no clue." Anya shook her head. She walked around her desk and took the seat next to Lexa. "I already diffused the situation though, don't worry."
"I'm not worried. This is why you're my marketing director, An," Lexa said with a big grin. She was never worried when it came to the marketing and promotions department. She knew damn well that Anya was a pro at her job. Not only did she graduate with a business degree specializing in marketing, but she was the only person who saw Lexa's vision when she kickstarted the label. There was no one else in the company that Lexa trusted more than Anya.
"I'm glad you stopped by. I wanted to check up on you," Anya said, leaning forward and placing her hand on Lexa's shoulder. "I know this has been a hard week for you."
"I'm alright now," Lexa promised. She gave Anya's hand a tight squeeze then gently pushed it off her shoulder. "Eat your salad," she added.
Anya moved the salad around with her fork, looking for the best piece of salmon to bite into first. "Don't retreat to your shell, Lexa, you can talk to me," she tried.
If there was anyone who could read Lexa like a book, it was Anya. Clarke too, but there were still a few things she couldn't pick up on. Anya, on the other hand, had years of experience when it came to understanding Lexa. She was the only one of the people Lexa cared about, who had been there for her when each incident in her life occurred.
"I'm okay, I promise. I spent some much needed time with Aden and did some soul searching in Syracuse," Lexa admitted, "And Clarke has helped tremendously."
"Just know i'm here for whatever you need," Anya said.
"Thank you," Lexa smiled.
"Speaking of the girlfriend, is everything going well with Clarke?" Anya asked. She leaned back against the chair, crossed her legs, and gave Lexa a devilish grin.
Lexa blushed, knowing fully well that this question was coming. "Yes," she nodded, "Aden really liked her. He wouldn't stop talking about her."
"I didn't ask about Aden," Anya smirked. "I want to know about you and your cute blonde," she added with a wink.
"We're doing fine, Anya," Lexa said.
Anya looked at Lexa with a quizzical look, eyebrows raised, "Just fine?"
"Okay, more than fine. She's been taking things at my speed and has been respectful of my intimacy issues. She's better than anyone I've ever been with," Lexa began, a smile tugging at her lips, "I don't know what it is about her but she has this ability to break down my walls and get through to me. You know how hard it is for me to let anyone in."
Anya took a bite of her salad and nodded, happy to hear her best friend found someone she could trust and like, maybe even love. She knew better than to ask though, bringing up love to Lexa was a sure way to get her back in her shell. Anya was a firm believer that she'd have to let her figure it out on her own.
"It does seems like she's been good to you," Anya said, pointing her fork in Lexa's direction, "She better stay that way."
"I'm surprising her with lunch today since she's stressed about the tour poster she's designing," Lexa said.
Lexa hadn't spoken much to Clarke since she returned to the city in the early morning. She was too caught up trying to get her brother to the airport on time and Clarke was focused on her work. They texted on and off throughout the morning, but Lexa could tell her girlfriend was preoccupied. She figured the best way to steal her away for a bit would be a lunch date.
"Make sure she has that poster ready by our meeting," Anya requested.
"She will. Don't hound her too much, please. She's still learning the ropes of this business and I can tell it's strenuous for her sometimes," Lexa said.
"There is no need to defend your girlfriend to me," Anya laughed, "You know I'm tough on everyone."
Lexa stood from her seat, leaned forward, and pressed a kiss on top of Anya's head. "Be nice," she said, "I'm going to head over to her office now so she can eat."
"I'll see you at our meeting then," Anya said. She stayed seated, eating her salad as her best friend turned to leave.
"Don't be late," Lexa joked, her back turned away from Anya.
Lexa was halfway to the door when Anya spoke again. "Oh! Lincoln texted and said he's coming in for the band since the rest of the crew is rehearsing for their gig today."
"I talked to him on the phone earlier, that's fine," Lexa shrugged. As long as one member of the group was there, she didn't care.
"Indra already spoke to Ashley so she'll be there too," Anya added.
Lexa suddenly stopped walking, the mention of Ashley's name alone made her skin crawl. "I forgot she was coming," Lexa sighed, turning to look at Anya.
"She's the opener of course she's coming," Anya laughed.
With Polaris going on their first headlining tour, the smartest option for an opener was Ashley. It wasn't Lexa's decision to make, she just signed off on the plans. As much as she disliked Ashley's personality, this was still a business and putting her on the road with the guys would mean great things for her debut album sales, and their touring income.
"Who are you taking with you to the meeting?" Lexa asked, hoping she wouldn't bring Clarke along. The last thing she wanted was to put Clarke in the same room as Ashley.
"Clarke," Anya said matter-of-factly. "Our department is slammed trying to work on the tour announcement teaser and she's the only available person I have," she said. "Plus I need her to listen to the conversation. It might help her with the creative process for this campaign."
"I would prefer she wasn't there," Lexa stated. She walked back to Anya, resting her hand on the empty chair and leaning against it.
"Why? Are you doubting her skills to participate?"
"No, of course not, Clarke is special. She has learned so much and is-" Lexa began but was quickly interrupted.
"Okay, okay, I don't need you to give me a laundry list of compliments about your girlfriend," Anya rolled her eyes. "What's the problem with Clarke going? I thought you wanted her to learn."
Lexa took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of her nose, and closed her eyes. "It's not that," she said, "I'd rather Ashley stay as far from Clarke as possible."
Anya noticed something was bothering Lexa so she put her salad down and stood up. "Why? What happened between them?" She asked, placing her hands on Lexa's shoulders.
"She was hitting on Clarke," Lexa frowned.
"Was Clarke flirting back?" Anya asked, a little hesitant to inquire.
"No, Clarke had no clue she was even doing it," Lexa shook her head.
"Ashley doesn't know you're together, does she?"
"No, which is why she was flirting with her," Lexa said, "but I don't want her hitting on my girlfriend."
"I'll keep an eye on her at the meeting," Anya said, her voice as defensive as it could get. "Don't worry," she added.
Lexa relaxed a little at Anya's assurance. She trusted her to protect her, even when it came in little things like keeping a young girl from her girlfriend.
Anya's phone rang, interrupting their conversation. "That's probably Indra," Anya said, "we're going over final details before the meeting."
"Take care of it," Lexa said. "I'm taking Clarke her lunch."
She hugged her best friend before quietly slipping out of her office.
Anya's office was located on the opposite side of Clarke's. A slew of offices separated the two from each other. Clarke's office was hidden in the back of the hallway, a little more private than others.
Lexa hated the boring nature of cubicles for her employees. She insisted from the founding of the record label that people would work in their own offices. It made for a better workplace atmosphere and employee moral seemed somewhat higher.
Each office had two to three people inside of it, everyone working separately but communally when need be. The front to each office consisted of nothing but a glass wall, making it easy for Lexa to check in on people when she visited departments.
As she walked the short distance from Anya's office to Clarke's, she looked around at her nearly frantic employees. Everyone was in their offices making calls, reaching out to the press, and curating the content needed to launch their announcement online. Busy as they were they still smiled up at her as she walked by, some waving from their computers, others nodding at her mid-phone conversation.
When she reached Clarke's office she stopped and looked in. Clarke wasn't at her desk, instead she was sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, sketchbook in hand. Lexa liked seeing the way Clarke looked when she would draw, admiring the way she'd slightly stick her tongue out to the side.
Lexa knocked softly before turning the doorknob and opening the door. "Hi, Clarke," she said as soon as she could see her girlfriend.
"Hey Lex," Clarke said, not bothering to look up.
Lexa cleared her throat causing Clarke to stop in her tracks and look up at her. They looked into each other's eyes, Clarke unable to get what Lexa was trying to tell her. She cleared her throat again, raising an eyebrow and smirking.
"Oh, shit, yeah," Clarke shook her head, "Hi, Miss Woods."
"Good save," Lexa laughed. She closed the door behind her, giving them some privacy. The glass walls kept them from doing anything physical, but the walls weren't thin so their conversations could stay private.
Clarke looked back down at her art and then spoke, "Did you just get back? I didn't think you'd be in today."
"I was going to take the day off but things are getting crazy with this tour announcement," Lexa said. She stepped closer towards Clarke, hovering over her as she worked.
"We're all a little stressed out. I finally finished the poster," Clarke said. "I'm working on some social media mockups now."
Clarke had set up a little work station on the floor, complete with her laptop, two empty cups of coffee, and a pile of designs in the middle of it all.
"You haven't eaten, have you?" Lexa asked, looking around for any evidence of food.
"I didn't even realize I was hungry," Clarke admitted.
"You should eat," Lexa said. She held out the plastic bag with the red logo of their favorite deli. "I stopped at Mile End's on the way back. I know that's your favorite."
"Thank you," Clarke smiled. "I can eat it once I finish here."
"Take a break," Lexa insisted. They had some time before their meeting and Clarke was well ahead of schedule now.
"I can't, I have to get this submitted to Anya," Clarke said.
"I already told Anya you're taking a lunch break," Lexa said as she held out her hand for Clarke to take. "We can eat in my office."
Clarke closed her sketchbook, grabbed her designs, and took Lexa's hand, letting her pull her up. "Lex, that's the third time this week don't you think people will talk?" She asked. She bent down and picked up her laptop, holding it close to her chest alongside the sketches.
"People come and go from my office, Clarke," Lexa reminded her. "No one will think anything of it."
"Are you sure Anya won't mind if I break?"
"I mind if you don't take a break," Lexa said, putting the bag down on a chair and folding her arms in front of her chest. She gave Clarke the power stance she gives all her employees when she's in business mode, back straight and shoulders back.
"Well then," Clarke said, trying to conceal the fact that she was suddenly turned on by Lexa's demeanor change. She was a sucker for the way the brunette could switch so fast. "If you insist..."
"Where did Ontari go?" Clarke asked, noticing the empty desk outside of Lexa's office.
"Lunch, probably," Lexa replied. She pulled out a key from her purse and unlocked her office door. "After you," she said, holding the door open for Clarke.
"So, we're alone?" Clarke asked, giving Lexa a flirty wink as she walked in.
Lexa let her eyes fall on her girlfriend's backside as she entered her office. She tried to hold it all in, this was neither the time nor the place for any dirty thoughts.
"We're never alone," Lexa reminded her. "Not here."
"Damn, I missed you," Clarke let out as soon as the door closed behind them. She turned around and draped her arms around Lexa's neck, nuzzling her head in the crook of it as she hugged her tight.
"I missed you too," Lexa responded. She placed her hands on Clarke's waist, moving them slowly to her back and wrapping her in a big hug.
They stayed like this for a minute, neither wanting to break apart from this moment. Clarke was the first to pull back, but only to look at Lexa's face and close the space again with a gentle kiss. "I've been dying to do that since you came into my office," Clarke admitted.
"Careful, Ontari could walk in any minute," Lexa reminded her as she pulled back from the kiss.
"You're right, sorry," Clarke apologized. She pulled back completely, giving herself and Lexa plenty of space.
"Let's eat before this meeting," Lexa suggested. She led them over to the couch, taking Clarke's hand in hers while the other carried their meals.
Ever since they consummated their relationship in Los Angeles, Lexa had gotten more subconsciously touchy towards Clarke, specially at work. She always needed to be touching her in some way or another.
Clarke noticed but didn't mind it, she loved the way Lexa would caress her at random moments, or touch her lightly just to feel her warmth. She loved the way Lexa would touch the small of her back when they walked, or how she'd move a piece of her dangling hair behind her ear. She even loved the way Lexa would lightly touch her arm when she spoke, letting her know her attention was 100% on her.
It surprised Clarke that no one had caught on yet. Lexa reserved most of her intimate touches for the privacy of her office, but she wasn't as subtle as she thought when they were out by the other employees.
"One smoked meat sub," Lexa said, handing off the sandwich to Clarke.
"Thank you," Clarke smiled.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, both too hungry to focus on anything but starting their sandwiches.
"Did Aden get back okay?" Clarke asked. She took a big bite of her sub, nearly moaning from how tasty they made it.
"Yes, he should be arriving in North Carolina soon," Lexa said.
"I know you probably don't want to talk about it and I understand if that's the case," Clarke said before bringing up her hand to cup Lexa's face, lightly stroking her cheek with her thumb, "But if you need to I'm right here."
Lexa placed her hand above Clarke's, keeping it rested on her cheek. She tilted her head to the side, their hands sandwiched between Lexa's cheek and shoulder. "I think I'm finally okay," she admitted with a sigh of relief.
"Things go well in Syracuse?" Clarke asked. She already knew the answer, she talked to Lexa the entire time she was there, but she wanted to hear it in person.
"I didn't hurt as bad as years before," Lexa began, "I was able to be with my brother and show him the places where I grew up. He never got to see them when I took him before, I could never muster the courage to do that."
"It only gets easier from here," Clarke promised.
"He got to see the house where we lived and the school I graduated from," Lexa smiled, "He was too young when we lived there to remember any of it."
Clarke was thrilled to see Lexa smiling again. She admired the way one side of her lips curled upwards, giving her the half smile she was falling for. She had memorized that smile, engraved it in her head and in her heart. It was the smile Lexa only gave her and no one else. It made her feel something in side, like butterflies floating around her stomach.
"You're cute, you know that?" Clarke admitted. He head was lost in her thoughts about Lexa's smile and her own strong feelings for her that she didn't catch herself voicing them out loud.
Clarke watched as Lexa smiled into her sandwich, unable to speak as she took a big bite. She put it down after she bit into it, grabbing a few napkins and dabbing the sides of her mouth to clean off the excess mustard that she felt missed her mouth.
"You missed a spot," Clarke said. She took a napkin from Lexa's hold and wiped off the last remaining crumb. She looked into Lexa's forest green eyes as they looked back at her, her lips tugging into a smile, thanking her.
That's when it hit her. She had let the idea float around her head in their time apart but it never clicked. Not until she was sat there on the couch of Lexa's office, body angled towards her girlfriend, hand extended to help her clean off the mess of her sandwich, that it all suddenly made sense. It hit her like an astroid crashing through the earth's atmosphere at top speed.
Clarke Griffin was in love with Lexa Woods.
"Lex, I-" she tried but nothing would come out. She was suddenly losing her ability to formulate any words. She knew exactly what she wanted to say but she didn't know how.
"You what?" Lexa asked, confused by Clarke's sudden lack of speech.
Clarke wanted to say it. She wanted to put those thoughts into words, for Lexa to hear them, and say then back to her. But it wasn't the right place, nor the right time to admit it. She couldn't lay it out there for Lexa to possibly reject. She couldn't ruin what they had by scaring Lexa away.
"I didn't think I'd miss you as much as I did," Clarke confessed. It wasn't what she wanted to say, but she still meant it.
Lexa didn't notice Clarke let out a deep breath. She couldn't feel or hear the other girl's heart beating a mile a minute. "I was gone for two days," Lexa laughed. She joked, but she felt the exact same way.
"Just admit you missed me too," Clarke tried, scooting closer towards Lexa. She set the sandwich down on the empty side of the couch, worried less about eating and focused solely on Lexa's lips. She couldn't keep it together anymore.
"I did," Lexa gave in. She closed the tiny space between her and Clarke, their lips finding each other almost instantly.
This was different from any other kiss they had previously shared. Clarke's lips moved gently against Lexa's in a perfect harmony. It wasn't forceful, but instead gentle, passionate. There was a new taste, a new sensation to it. Clarke was trying to express her newly discovered feelings without words.
"Damn," Lexa said breathlessly into the kiss, "what was that for?" She asked.
Lexa didn't get it. It didn't click to her yet that Clarke was knee-deep in love with her. That the girl she was surprising with lunch and secretly kissing in her office was trying to confess her true feelings. She wouldn't get it even if it smacked her in the face.
"If we didn't have this meeting..." Clarke said, her voice low with desire and a hint of desperation. "I'd take you on this couch," she added, holding back a moan.
Lexa was a puddle underneath her work outfit. There was nothing anyone could do to help her now. "Don't," she said, her mouth suddenly dry.
A knock at the door brought them out of their euphoric haze. Clarke picked up her sandwich from beside her and scoot down away from Lexa, looking down at the remains of her meal as though it's the most interesting thing about the room.
Lexa cleared her throat and put on her game face. "Come in," she said, no trace of the previous moment in her voice.
Ontari opened the door and stepped in, not getting too close to the two seemingly nervous women. "Hi Miss Woods, just wanted to remind you of your meeting," she said, "I've set up the meeting room."
"We'll be right over! Thank you, Ontari," Lexa smiled.
Ontari nodded before turning around and exiting the room.
"Shit that was close," Clarke let out as soon as the door closed shut.
"Now I'm sexually frustrated," Lexa complained.
"We have fifteen minutes that's plenty of time for us to-" Clarke began but as she expected she was interrupted.
"Hurry up and finish your sandwich," Lexa interjected, "We aren't having sex before this meeting."
"I tried," Clarke shrugged.
Clarke finished her sandwich and helped Lexa clean up their small mess. Once they were through, Lexa grabbed her purse and notes, leading them out of her office and walking the short distance to the meeting room on her floor. She held the door open for Clarke, letting her enter first before following behind her.
If there was one thing Lexa was always persistent about it was being on time. She always showed up to meetings fifteen minutes early just to make sure she was the first one there. She hated being late.
"I'd let you sit next to me but Anya and Indra sit on my sides," she said as she dropped off her things in the head seat.
"Indra?" Clarke asked. She had slowly been meeting many of her coworkers but there was still a few floors of people she'd never encountered.
"She's a booking agent and manager," Lexa explained. "She's in charge of Polaris and Ashley."
"I think I might have seen her at one of the album release parties," Clarke said. She walked around looking for a place to sit, finally settling a seat two down from Lexa.
"It's too bad this office is all glass," Clarke smirked, "I could be-"
"Clarke, this is not the time," Lexa warned. She crossed her legs in her seat, trying badly to keep herself from coming undone before anyone arrived.
The remaining participants of the meeting trickled in over the next fifteen minutes. Anya came in first, flashing a smile at Lexa as she took the seat between her and Clarke. Indra and Lincoln walked in together, discussing their plans to meet up with the band after the conclusion of the meeting. Lincoln was the most casually dressed of all, proudly rocking a Rolling Stones tee and ripped jeans.
Clarke sat quietly by Anya, her computer and designs sprawled out on the table. She watched as everyone interacted, making jokes about deadlines and wishing the announcement would happen faster.
Ashley was the only one missing, but Lexa had no plans of waiting. As soon as it was noon, she began the meeting.
"Welcome everybody," Lexa said, "Let's get started so we can finish on time."
"Ashley is running a little late," Indra informed the group.
"We'll begin without her," Lexa said, "We have a lot of ground to cover and only half an hour to do so."
Lexa shuffled some papers in front of her. She pulled up a checklist with the talking points for the meeting.
Clarke watched as the meeting began without Ashley. Lexa didn't have to tell anyone when to speak, they all seemed to know the flow of the meeting.
Indra was the first to speak after Lexa. She began by listing off the 27 secured tour dates and 3 pending venues.
Anya followed with a mini presentation of the social media and marketing plan. "The boys are big on Twitter and Instagram so we'll focus our attention on reaching that audience," she explained.
"Clarke has some mockups for these platforms," Lexa informed the group, "Can we see them?"
Clarke pulled out her sketchbook from her bag and opened it. She hardly ever went anywhere without her sketchbooks, but she made a point to have one specifically for work so no one could see her personal drawings of Lexa in the other ones.
Clarke was suddenly very nervous as she fidgeted with her sketches. She didn't expect to be put on the spot.
Before she could even get a word out there was a small tap at the door.
"Come in," Lexa said.
"Ashley is here, Miss Woods," Ontari announced.
"Let her in," Lexa said. She looked visibly annoyed by the whole situation.
"Hey, I'm so sorry I'm late," Ashley said as soon as she walked in. She was out of breath and sweaty.
"Take a seat Ashley," Lexa said.
Instead of taking the closest seat to the door, Ashley chose to sit next to Clarke. It did not go unnoticed by Lexa.
"Let's get back to our discussion," Lexa demanded. The room felt colder now that Ashley had arrived.
Clarke searched through her sketches and pulled out the best ones. She showed the group her poster design along with the social media mockups she had drawn up. The poster she designed was, like much of her previous artwork for Polaris, space-themed. The design featured a mix of constellations on a black background with a blurred earth and astronaut highlighted in the bottom right corner. Her other sketches were smaller versions of the poster, each highlighting different solar systems.
"Those look awesome," Ashley said. She placed her hand on Clarke's, giving her a small squeeze. "You really do have talent."
"Thanks," Clarke responded. She carefully pulled her hand away, not wanting to be rude but trying to give off the idea that she wasn't interested.
"Let's get those roughs as graphics," Lexa suggested. "They're phenomenal."
"That poster is exactly the vibe we were going for," Lincoln pointed out. "Way to go Clarke!"
Clarke blushed, happy to hear everyone's thoughts about her work.
The meeting continued with Lexa ordering everyone to move forward with their plans. Getting the tour announced would be priority for everyone for the next two days until it went live.
As Lexa concluded the meeting, Ashley's attention was elsewhere. She moved her chair closer to Clarke, leaned over and whispered something in her ear, causing Clarke to give her a sympathetic smile. Lexa watched the entire encounter, wishing she could know what Ashley might be saying to make her girlfriend smile.
"What do you think, Miss Woods?" Indra asked. Lexa had been too caught up watching Ashley and Clarke that she didn't hear a single thing that was said.
"Please repeat what you said. I'm sorry," Lexa said.
"I spoke to the team and we think it'd be a good idea to drop a single from Ashley's debut album the day we announce the tour," Indra repeated what she had previously stated, "To hype it up."
"That's fine by me," Lexa nodded. She was ready for this meeting to be over and to have Ashley as far away from Clarke as possible.
"Great, we'll get this announcement ready to go then," Indra replied happily.
"Everybody back to work," Lexa ordered. Her voice was calm, but firm, not giving away a hint of jealousy or annoyance.
Anya could sense something was wrong with Lexa. She had seen the way her mood changed the second Ashley walked in and took a seat next to Clarke.
"Are you alright?" Anya leaned forward and whispered into Lexa's ear.
Lexa didn't speak, she just nodded towards Anya, silently assuring her that she was okay.
"I'm going to get back to work," Anya said as she stood up and grabbed her coffee cup, "Let me know if you need anything," she added, looking over at Ashley who was sparking up a conversation with Clarke.
Anya left the room with Indra and Lincoln, leaving only Lexa, Clarke, and Ashley behind.
Lexa sat still in her chair, mindlessly flipping through the notes and papers she had brought with her, trying slyly to listen to the conversation beside her.
"I think i'm most excited for the Colorado show," Ashley told Clarke, a cunning smile forming on her lips, "You know, cause the weed."
"That's... cool," Clarke said, not very fazed by the conversation.
"If you ever wanna try some i've always got some on me," Ashley offered with a wink.
"I've tried it before it's not really my thing," Clarke admitted. "But thanks."
Lexa looked down at her phone, checking the time and making herself look occupied. She could leave the room and head back to her office, or she could stay and make sure Ashley didn't overstep any boundaries.
"Got any plans for tonight?" Ashley asked.
"I do yes," Clarke admitted.
"What about this weekend?" Ashley tried. She bit her lip and looked at Clarke who wasn't looking back at her. "I wanted to see if maybe you'd like to go out and chill."
"I'm sorry, I can't," Clarke said.
"Why not, princess?"
"Yeah... please don't call me princess," Clarke demanded, "And I can't because I have a girlfriend, Ashley," Clarke said.
"Like a serious girlfriend or just a fling?" Ashley kept prying.
"Very serious girlfriend," Clarke announced. She was starting to grow a little uncomfortable with the situation.
Lexa watched the entire thing. Eyes locked on Ashley, ears listening as best as possible to what was going on.
"Well if you ever want to..."
"If she ever wants to what?" Lexa asked, interrupting the conversation. She didn't mean to get possessive and intervene, but she couldn't sit there and watch her girlfriend get hit on right in front of her.
"I'm sorry Miss Woods I don't think this is any of your business," Ashley said, trying to be somewhat respectful of her boss.
"Actually, this is my business," Lexa said sternly.
Ashley looked between the two of them. She had seen the looks Lexa gave Clarke during the meeting. She heard the way she talked Clarke up like she's the second coming. And now, with her knight in shining armor facade, Lexa was proving her hunch.
"You can't be serious," Ashley gasped, "It's Lexa, isn't it? She's your girlfriend."
"No," Clarke quickly defended in unison with Lexa's simple, "Yes."
"So which is it?" Ashley asked, arms folded in front of her, an eyebrow raised as she looked between the two.
"Clarke is my girlfriend," Lexa admitted, "And I suggest you quit trying to get with her if you want to keep this record deal."
WHOOMP, there it is. A couple important things happening this chapter so I hope you guys enjoyed. I know it's pretty packed. I almost considered deleting most of the meeting stuff because it's a lot of business mumbo jumbo but eh.