I quickly gathered my belongings, had one quick look over my desk to ensure I hadn't forgotten anything, and walked out to meet Lexa She was perched on the edge of her desk, playing with her phone, she didn't notice me until I was stood next to her. "Are you ready?"
She jumped at my voice, "shit you scared me, yeh I'm ready, I was just waiting for you." She pushed her bag higher up on her shoulder and started walking through the office towards the lifts.
"Boss wait up!" I slowed down my walking but didn't stop.
"If you want to talk, talk quick, I'm on my way out." It was Tom again, and he was really starting to get on my nerves.
"I know I messed up, but I was hoping we could go out later? You know, share some war stories, have a few drinks, maybe a dance?" I heard Lexa let out a giggle at his. He just stepped on my last nerve. I was just about to shoot him down, but Lex got there first.
"Don't think you're reading the signs right here home boy. This is one Boss that can't be bought. Tuck that tail in, run along, and pretend this didn't happen if you want to keep your job." Tom looked between us both. I raised my eyebrow at him and he turned and walked away, muttering something as he went.
"Thanks for that, I forgot how nice it was not being on the other end of your viscous words."
She looked at me and smiled. Pressing the button on the lift to go down she replied, "I thought it would be best if his rejection came from someone he couldn't try and get fired, everyone knows his dad pulls the strings in this company."
As the lift doors closed I smiled at her, there was my Lexa. "Thank you, I really appreciate it." She smiled back, the first genuine smile in weeks, and it made my stomach flip, that was a new feeling.
We finally reached the ground floor and started walking towards the subway, our conversation flowed freely, I felt the comfort which I had been missing, I recognised the friend that I had been missing, and everything felt normal. I was soaking it in, who knew how long this would last for, I decided not to question it.
We found seats on the train and made ourselves comfortable for the ride. "I think I might get a driver, I can't be doing with public transport these days. My patience has warn thin, and if I get felt up by another greasy tween then I might actually end up hitting one of them." Lexa lets out a giggle at this.
"What? You don't appreciate having male parts rubbed up against you? Who thought!" I laughed at her sarcasm.
"Well, if they're strapped on, I'm rather partial to the rubbing." She turned her head and let out a cheeky smile.
"Oh I know." I blushed at her response, completely forgetting our night and turned to face out the window.
"How are things going with Alice? I haven't seen her for a while."
"We're fine, getting along and stuff. Nothing to report there. Just didn't know where we stood with each other and I didn't want to rock the boat." I looked back at her and saw her lip sucked in her mouth, she had her thinking face on.
"I know, and I am sorry about that, can we go back to being us again?" I grabbed her hand and squeezed it.
"There's nothing I'd like more. How about we grab some wine and get ourselves a bit drunk? It is Friday after all." Even though she said we could continue where we left on, I still felt like I was walking on egg shells around her.
She squeezed my hand in return, "oh hell yes we are doing that, come on, lets grab it now so we can crash when we get home." She pulled me across the road and nipped into the local store. I got a couple of bottles of red and Lexa picked up a bottle of white, we checked out pretty soon after getting a few more supplies and headed home, still holding hands as we went.
We got to the front door and stumbled in from the cold. Not noticing Alice as we got in.
"Hello girls, fancy meeting you here!" I felt Lexa let go of my hand and I turned to look at her, the loss I felt took me by surprise. I couldn't look away and Lexa couldn't look at me.
"I'll just leave you two to catch up. Clarke, I'll meet you upstairs." I watched as she walked away and disappeared in the lift.
"Don't worry about her babe, I'm sure you will sort things out with her. You go upstairs, have a night with her, and tomorrow, I will have you all to myself." She leant in to kiss me which I returned happily.
"I look forward to having those lips elsewhere on me tomorrow." She looks at me coyly. "Come to mine as early as you can, I have a present for you." With that, she kissed me one final time and walked out the front door. I walked to the lift and pressed the button, waiting for it to return, thinking of what just happened with Lexa, and how I can sort it out.
With a ding, the doors opened wide and I walked in, pressed the button for my floor and waited. Another ding indicated my arrival. I walked to the door, nervous as to what was going to happen. I opened the door to find Lexa had already opened her bottle of wine.
I sat on the sofa, grabbed her glass and took a big sip from it. I noticed she poured me a glass too, so grabbed that glass and had my second sip.
"So I take it you've realised I'm not the biggest fan of Alice." I looked at her and thought about those words.
"In all honesty, I'm not too sure what was going on. I caught you checking her out that one time, but apart from that, you did your very best to avoid any conversation where she was the subject. I thought I did something wrong." She sat up during the end bit and looked at my sternly.
"No, you did nothing wrong at all. I'm just not keen on her, I don't think she fits you right." That confused me even more.
"How do you know she doesn't fit me right? We don't talk about her! You said I had a type, those with blonde hair, she fits the bill." She looked at me, with a look I didn't recognise.
"Clearly you don't always go for blondes." She finished her glass of wine after saying that and poured herself another.
"Is that what this is about?" She instantly shook her head and put the bottle back on the table.
"No, we are not talking about that, please."
"Why not? We never talked about it. Don't you think its time?" The pleading look on her face told me I was wrong. "If you're not ready then okay, that's fine. Just know that we will talk about it one day." She nodded her head at that.
"Okay, but today is not that day.
(FLASHBACK)
Lexa let out a heavy breath as her back hit my bed. I climbed on top of her as I stripped off my own top. Lexa still had her bra on, which I vowed would not be on for much longer, and instead of the matching knickers, she was wearing my toy, my stallion.
As my I settled my thighs on either side of her, I reached round the back of my body and unclasped my bra, letting it slide off my arms. She scrambled and followed my actions, removing her last piece of clothing. Her breathing was hectic and heavy, she looked up at me with confusion in her eyes.
"What are we doing Clarke?" I wasn't ready to answer her question, so I reached down and grabbed a hold of the fake penis attached to her body. She groaned at the action, her back arched, she thrust up into my hand, "fuck."
I knelt up, still holding my toy between us. "Look at me Lexa. " She opened her eyes however, as soon as she saw my position, they rolled back and closed. "Lexa, look at me." She tried again, this time bypassing my hands, she settled looking on my eyes.
I hovered over the toy, watching her watching me, and slowly sunk down on it, impaling myself. I forgot that I called this toy the stallion for a reason. After I finally became accustomed to the stretching, I grinned at Lexa, she was in for a treat.