Never Bring Clients Home
Clarke grinned to herself as she glanced at the wall clock, expecting a knock on the door at any second. Her friend Raven was finally getting married, something that made Clarke happy, but also feel a bit lonely. She was one of the only members of the group who was still single, but she didn’t let it stop her from giving them all a good time.
She had set up Raven’s bachelorette party renting out the biggest room at the local hotel The Ark, she called in all of the favors she was owed and somehow managed to only page fifty dollars on the entire party.
“Clarke, why are you staring at wall and not getting plastered!” Octavia shouted across the room, a grin on her face as she danced to the music thumping through the air.
“Just needed a breather.” Clarke lied, a sly smile sliding across her lips. Just as she stood up to put on a good act, a knock came upon the room door. “Oh, that must be room service.”
The blonde moved to the door, opening it to reveal a tall, tanned woman, wearing a white button up and black slacks, stilettos hidden under the hems. Lexa, was the woman’s name, the stripper Clarke hired for the party, though she wasn’t expecting the brunette to be so breathtaking.
Clarke stepped away from the door, allowing the woman in. Lexa was pushing a little dessert cart, a trained smile on her face. “Would anyone like dessert?” She asked the small group, somehow making the small sentence sound alluring.
The girls paraded to the cart, picking through the small cakes with not so delicate fingers. Clarke stood off to the side, setting up the sound system to play the music she had picked for Lexa. Once everyone had their sweet, Lexa pushed the cart out of the way and proceeded to remove her clothes to the beat of the music.
Raven sat through all of thirty seconds of it before she got angry. “Clarke, I told you, no strippers!” She huffed, her eyes narrowing at the blonde.
“But..Raven come on, I figured you’d enjoy it, like nothing gross would have happened..besides she’s hot.” Clarke replied, her brow furrowing slightly.
“I don’t care if she’s hot, Clarke, why couldn’t you just listen to me for once?” Raven asked, her arms crossed over her chest. When Clarke could not produce an answer good enough for her, she grabbed the blonde and Lexa and hauled them out the door.
“Well, now what?” Lexa asked, her voice rich and warm, making Clarke forget that the brunette was in fact, half naked and neither of them seemed to have any money.
“I would offer to take you back to mine, but my wallet is in there and I doubt Raven will speak to me until tomorrow at the wedding.” Clarke answered, shaking her head a bit.
Lexa regarded the other woman for a moment, before shrugging her shoulders. “My apartment isn’t too far from here, my roommate is home, you can stay there til morning, if you’d like.”
The blonde’s head tipped to the side, her lip pressed between her teeth as she pondered. “I guess it couldn’t hurt, uhm..sorry about all of this.”
Lexa waved it off, having already been paid, she didn’t really mind not having to perform. “Don’t worry about it, come on, let’s get going before it gets any colder out.”
Clarke nodded, noting the gloomy night with a sigh. Later September should not have been as dreary as it had been. The two girls made their way down the stairs and out the side door, trying to avoid being seen.
Clarke glanced over at her silent companion as they walked down the street, no one in the city paying any attention to Lexa’s state of undress. When the wind kicked up, she saw the brunette shiver out of the corner of her eye, Clarke proceeded to take off her blazer and handed it over to the other girl.
“I’m fine.” Lexa said, shaking her head at the jacket. When Clarke continued to hold it up, staring her down, the brunette finally relented and slid the blue material over her shoulders. “Thank you.”
As they approached the apartment complex, Clarke was taken aback at how nice it was, unsure of why she had been expecting different. “Wow, this is even nicer than mine.” She blurted out, her eyes wide for a moment.
Lexa let out a chuckle and put the code in for the doors, holding one open for the blonde. Clarke walked into the lobby, smiling to herself as she followed the brunette to the elevator. “You seemed surprised that I live somewhere nice.” Lexa muttered as she pressed the button for the fifth floor.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to seem like it was a shock or anything, I just..I dunno society does weird shit to people’s minds I guess..” She trailed off, looking down at her shoes, a shameful blush creeping up her neck.
“Don’t apologize, I understand.” Lexa smiled slightly, trying to make the blonde feel better. “Anyway, we’re here.” She said, stepping out of the elevator. She walked up to a door off to the left, knocking on it a few times.
“Lexa, what the…did you get kicked out of a party again?” A woman spoke, smirking at Lexa, before catching sight of Clarke. “Oh, and you brought a little pet, how fun.”