Hook(er) Up - A Clexa Fic

Chapter 57- Lunch

As the company's biggest deadlines neared, organization and communication were more important than ever- which meant a hefty load of work for the CEO. Between constant meetings between executive leaders, keeping the board of directors on track, and a shit ton of contracts and papers, as much as she hated to admit it, there was no world in which Lexa would be coming home at a reasonable hour any time soon. And while part of the blame lay on her perfectionist obsession with her job, she couldn't hate her position any more than each time she had to reply "no" to a date or hangout.

She told Clarke beforehand that she'd be busy, but to be fair, it was hard to tell what 'busy' was coming from someone who already spends her days working longer shifts than any normal human. And while she tried to still make time for her lunch break for the first few days, the idea became quickly abandoned.

And Clarke must've noticed because this was the second day Lexa received a call from the front desk saying someone left her lunch and asking if she'd like it brought to her office.

She stared at the wrapped sandwich and chocolate chip cookies in front of her.

She'd been dating Clarke for a few weeks already. Maybe it's about time she mentioned it to her office so the poor girl wouldn't be questioned by the front desk every time she walked in with a bag saying 'it was for the boss'.

She knew no one would have a problem with it or even think about spreading news of her personal life - I mean, she picked her team herself- but she still couldn't help but think of the possibility of word getting out to the public. Or more specifically, the homophobic public and firms she still had to deal with, some of which she still had to work with.

She shook her head. 'That wasn't going to happen.'

Scrolling through her contacts, Lexa stopped at 'Clarke Griffin' and clicked on their messages.

Thank you for the lunch. You really didn't have to.

Three dots quickly flashed on her screen, bobbing up and down.

Well, someone has to feed you ;)

She shook her head, smiling. Because Clarke was such a mom.

Remind me to pay you back.

Lexa, you're not paying me back for a fucking sandwich.

Somehow, she knew that was going to be the response. But she wasn't going to let Clarke simply pay for her, especially considering money was clearly not a concern for Lexa.

So no money?

No, ma'am.

Then how about a date? :)
After all of this, ofc.

U know, I can't say no to that.

She took a bite of the sandwich, grinning at her little victory.

Yeah, Clarke was definitely the best thing that's happened to her.

Lexa glanced at the clock as she ate her lunch, checking how much time she had before- 'Shit!' Her next meeting was in two minutes! She ran out of her office, to the room a floor under, but not before texting her assistant to bring her files. Of course, he was already there with everything before she even made it to the door.

"Thank you, Gustus."

"Of course, ma'am." He handed her a horrid stack of files.

She was about to enter as she remembered, "Oh, and Gustus?"