The Muse Of The Artist - Clexa Modern Day

Chapter 4: See You Tomorrow

Clarke's P.O.V

I am sitting on the couch, legs crossed, waiting for the moment of Lexa's call. Anxiously waiting to hear the ringtone of my cellphone, then jumping up in excitement. I shake my phone in my hands, impatiently. Nervousness raging inside of me.

I took time to dress up casually. I am wearing jeans that are ripped up a bit on the upper thigh and a dark grey crewneck. My hair up in a bun. I struggled not knowing what to where, and knowing who I am I didn't give in time to check the night before on what to wear. Procrastination is my middle name when it comes to things like this. I hope I am dressed okay.

"You excited?" Octavia asks coming into our living room. A cup of coffee in her hands, wearing short shorts, and a white flannel. She takes a seat next to me on the couch.

"I'm more nervous than excited." I reply.

"Of course you'd be nervous your only going on a date with a very high class respected woman who is the CEO of a very powerful company. Not only that-" I cut her off, "Octavia that's not helping." I add a giggle and she joins in.

"I hope it goes well." I say still feeling edgy.

"It will go well." Octavia says. "I'm proud your getting out there after you know..."

I don't say anything. She notices my reaction and she stays quiet along with me. I just look down, avoiding eye contact, and stay silent trying to force those memories out of my head. A thin line forms on my lips. I know what or shall I say who she's talking about. I let my mind fade somewhere else.

Then my phone rings! I jump off the couch and get on my feet. It's Lexa! I answer immediately and press the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I say timidly.

"Good morning Clarke. I'm outside already." She says.

"Oh okay. I'll be down there." I reply. Then the phone hangs up.

"Good luck." Octavia says waving goodbye at me as I head my way towards the door.

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There she is...

Standing in front of her luxurious black car. She looks amazing. She has that casual yet professional look. Wearing jeans with nice dress shoes, a grey loose shirt, and a blue blazer over it. Her hair pulled back slightly. The wavy curls laying perfectly on her shoulders.

Wow...

I take a deep breath taking it all in. I stand in front of her and give her a sheepish smile. She smiles back at me.

"How are you?" She asks as she opens the car door for me.

"I'm doing great. How about you?" I ask back.

"I'm feeling amazing." She says smiling at me. My shyness slowly eases away and I get comfortable. I smile at her but a bit flirtatious this time.

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I listen in awe as Lexa tells me intriguing stories. One after the other, there seems to be an unending thrill in her. I am absorbed with attraction for her and I love it. My ears never get tiered of listening to her voice explaining things that my brain is too small to understand. I love that she has so much knowledge. How does she do it? Her vocabulary is massive and it makes me feel so foolish and slow. I don't care.

We sit at a table in a Starbucks. My hands curl the warm cup in which my coffee is in. I try to keep it cool and use every opportunity to impress her.

"You've done a lot." I say impressed.

"Yeah let's hope that next time I do something intriguing I won't be alone," she says and she winks. I blush.

"Enough about me. Tell me everything about you." She says.

"Everything? My life stories are no comparison to how interesting yours are," I tell her.

"Oh come on." She says. I shake my head but can't help to make a shy smirk.

"Clarke everything about you fascinates me." She tells me comforting me to be more open.

I smile at her. Then she says, "tell me anything about you."

I do. I go on and on about me. I sound quite vain as I keep going but she sounds into it and she keeps asking me questions and I answer them honestly. I can't remember anyone else being this interested to know about me. Honestly. I like it. Occasionally, I touch her hand or arm lightly and I can feel chills get her with every touch I give her. It's the good type of chills. I should know because I get them too, the electrical feeling that it gives.

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We finished and she is heading over to my place to drop me off. It's 11:00 a.m. It feels like we've been out for such little time. I want to do this more. I want more of this. I want more of her. I want all of her.

Finally, we reach the front of my apartment building. A feeling of absence hits my chest. I haven't even gotten out of the car and I already miss the time we shared. I don't want to leave. I relate to a child who doesn't want to go to school but stay at home safe with its mother.

"Can we do this again?" I burst out.

"I would love that." She says smiling at me. "How about dinner tomorrow? At my place?"

I nod, "that would be awesome."

We smile at each other. I put my hand on the door handle but then Lexa stops me, "wait."

I look back at her. Next I know I see her lean to me slowly. We don't break eye contact. She places her hand on mine and I tighten my grip. Then it happens...

Her lips press against mine lightly. Her lips feel soft and warm. I open my mouth more and push my head in more making the kiss more intense. A hit of lust comes to me. We pull apart, breaking the kiss. I look at her in her eyes. I smile at her and bite my lip. That was nice.

"See you tomorrow," she says.

"Can't wait," I reply.

Then I get out of the car having the thought of her lips dominate my mind throughout the day.

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