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Abby makes eye contact with Lexa, asking a silent question with her eyes and Lexa’s lips twitch just a little but she doesn’t move to answer the question. Abby continues, “when Lexa isn’t in school, she works as a contractor,” and Abby lifts her hands, “I have to concede defeat. This project is out of my depth and with my hours, and you and Jake living here now, this house needs be a home. She’ll be here this summer finishing up the work,” she says and Clarke’s eyes flutter shut. She tries not to let her imagination run wild but she fails - horribly. Images of Lexa in a tight white tank top, taut muscles moving beneath tan skin, nail hanging from her teeth, tool belt around her waist invade her mind before she even has a chance to try and stop them. or the one where clarke is a single mother who lives with her own mother and lexa is their multi-talented next door neighbor who is really, really good with her hands. or the one where they find out what family really means.

Fics like space enough to grow.

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