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Chapter 1
Bellamy chased after Clarke toward the beach, thunder rolling in the dark clouds above.
"Clarke, wait up!" he called out as a bright flash ripped across the sky.
"Wow," Clarke gasped. "Did you see that?!" She started counting the seconds between the flash and the next roll of thunder.
"Answer the question!" Bellamy yelled up to her as they ran farther down the beach.
"No!" she answered refusing to slow down.
"No you won't answer?" he questioned, before a smirk appeared on his young face, "Or no you won't marry me?"
Clarke slowed to a stop huffing at him. "Bellamy, I'm only ten years old! I've got too much to live for."
Bellamy rose his eye brow at her before they both screamed as a bolt of lightening struck a few yards from where they stood. As Clarke turned around to run Bellamy grabbed her arm, pulling her toward where the previous strike landed.
"Not that way Princess. Come on."
They both knelt down on the sand admiring the glowing liquid. "Cool." Clarke whispered, slowly reaching towards it before Bellamy caught her wrist.
"It's still hot." he warned before letting go. "We'll be safe here."
"Says who?" Clarke asked in her know it all tone.
Bellamy rolled his eyes before standing. "Everybody. Lightening never strikes in the same place twice."
They were both silent for a moment, watching the dark clouds. Clarke watched Bellamy from the corner of her eye before slowly turning toward him with a grin on her face.
"What would you wanna marry me for anyhow?" she asked smugly, like she thought she would have him stumped with that question. He turned to her with his own smug grin before answering.
"So I can kiss you any time I want."
Clarkes eyes went wide with a mixture of surprise and nerves. She couldn't believe he had said that, or that he was now suddenly leaning closer.
Bellamy looked down into her eyes before closing the distance and softly pressing his lips to hers.
Clarke stood frozen before melting into the pressure and allowing her eyes to close. She glanced over to the side when she saw another flash of light and then her eyes went wide as she realized it was headed straight for them.
Clarke gasped as she shot up from the bed in the on call room. It had been a long time since she'd had that dream and the pictures were still fresh in her mind.
"Hey, you okay?" Clarke looked up to see Lexa standing in the doorway, concern in her eyes. Lexa may have appeared cold to many people, but Clarke knew better. They had met when they both started interning at the same hospital in New York and had dated briefly, but realized they were better as friends.
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, just a dream." Clarke glanced at the clock and found she only had twenty more minutes before she could go home. Lexa walked over and plopped herself on the bed next to Clarke nudging her with her shoulder and waggling her eyebrows.
"What?" Clarke asked warily.
"Oh come on! How are things with Mr. Hottie?" Lexa pried waggling her brows again. Clarke laughed. Lexa had refused to call Roan by his name and would only call him Mr. Hottie.
"They're good." Clarke got that soft smile on her face that always seemed to appear when she spoke of him.
"No problems with the Ice Queen?" Lexa asked, a slight edge in her voice. Roan's mother, Nia, was the Mayor in New York and always seemed to have a pissed off expression and a stick up her ass, but Clarke just let her attitude roll off her.
She chuckled softly. "No, she's been okay, just the normal amount of moodiness." It wasn't anything Clarke couldn't handle. Any mother was a piece of cake after having to deal with her own for twenty eight years.
"He did ask me to go with him to Ireland for Christmas though." She couldn't keep the grin off her face.
"MMMhhhhhmmmm." Lexa hummed, raising her brow.
"What?" confusion crossed Clarkes face before Lexa continued.
"He's gonna be asking you a lot more than that."
Clarke froze processing that information before her eyes widened in surprise. "Really? Y-you think?"
"Of course." Lexa winked at her before nudging her shoulder again. "Go on and head home. There isn't going to be anything to call you for in the next five minutes, and if I remember correctly, you have a HOT date tonight."
Clarke laughed again before nodding and stretching her back as she stood. "See you tomorrow."
As Clarke walked into her apartment she looked around in amazement. There were hundreds of beautiful blue flowers covering every surface of her apartment.
"Roan." she whispered fondly, pulling out her phone and dialing his number.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." Clarke said over and over when his phone picked up.
He chuckled. "I take it you got your flowers?" his deep voice sent shivers down her spine.
"They're beautiful." she sighed wishing he could be there to hold her.
"There's one for every time I thought of you last night." Clarke smiled and shook her head. No one would ever know how sweet of a man Roan was just by looking at him. He always continued to surprise her.
"Look, I have to get into a meeting, but I can't wait for tonight. I'll send my driver to get you at 7:30."
Clarke glanced at her watch happy to see she had plenty of time to get ready.
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too." he responded before the line cut out.
Clarke couldn't keep the ear to ear smile off her face. She had a feeling it was going to be a very good night.