Her Weakness

Chapter 27

I sink into the kiss, resisting the urge to pinch myself. This is real. Clarke is kissing me. After all I have done to hurt her, she is kissing me.

I pull away. She is probably rejoicing in the fact that we are alive. I do not see any other reason she would kiss me like that. Unless... No. I cannot get my hopes up.

"Clarke." I murmur. She looks into my eyes but I do not miss how she glances down at my lips. "I do not want you to do anything you will regret."

"How could I regret this?" She presses her lips to mine again and it takes all of my willpower to stop the kiss. Our lips are still inches apart as we gaze at each other.

"Clarke." I can hear how broken I sound. "This will not be easy."

"I know."

"Your mother hates me."

"She hates that you betrayed her trust. She'll get over it. I like you, Lexa. I want to make this work."

"I am weak for you," my voice comes so quiet it is almost a whisper. "I am no good with explaining my feelings, Clarke, but for you, I will try." I pause to take a calming breath before I continue. "I have many enemies, many who would love to see me dead or hurt. My greatest fear is that they will take advantage of my affection for you and harm you to hurt me. Like these soldiers did."

She smiles at me, "I'm okay, Lexa. I'll get better at fighting so they won't be able to take me, and if they do, I know that you'll be hot on their trail."

"How would me making their trail hot have anything to do with this?"

Clarke chuckles, leaning back so we can talk better, making the distraction of kissing a little less tempting. "I meant you'll track them and find me, like you did here." I must still have a worried expression because she reaches up and cups my face gently. "You can teach me to fight. It can be an excuse to see you as well as a way to improve our people's relationship."

I can feel hear flush my cheeks. Only Clarke has ever made me blush. "Your people and mine will not like that we are together."

"They'll just have to deal with that because I'm not giving you up because they don't approve," Clarke declares.

I smile. I have not since she was kidnapped. "This will not be easy," I repeat, shaking my head as I imagine our people's reaction.

I hope they are tolerant of not only us being together, but the fact that we're both leaders and also both girls. I know my people do not mind because they did not with Costia. But if her people pick on her or make ignorant remarks... I will not be hesitant to give them bruises and scars.

Clarke's hands are still cupping my face. She takes advantage of the fact and brings my face closer and kisses me. I smile into the kiss. She is mine. And I am hers. "It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it."