30. Chapter 30

She doesn’t mean it like that.

And she doesn’t even mean for Alex – let alone her space dad and best friend and her freaking sister – to hear it. She just kind of says it.

Mutters it, really, because she’s always in awe of this woman, and she’s always proud of her, and it just slips past her lips, under her breath, when Alex single-handedly comes up with a way to power down Cadmus’s latest weapons tech remotely, without putting any agents at risk.

“Good girl, Danvers,” she mutters when Alex finally takes a breath after explaining her plan to the others.

She means it like nice going. She means it like that’s my girl.

She means it like holy shit Maggie how did you land the most brilliant woman to ever exist?

But when Alex goes bright red and when Alex splutters and when Kara notices and groans and when Winn notices breaks out into a laughing whoop and when J’onn notices and good gods and retreats from the room, Maggie realizes.

Realizes that Alex didn’t hear nice going that’s my girl holy shit I am so lucky to be with the most brilliant woman to ever exist.

Instead, in those little words, Alex heard the long nights, the early mornings. The bedroom talk and the bathroom talk and the kitchen counter talk and the shower talk and the back closet of the NCPD precinct talk.

The good girl, baby, that feels so damn good.

The god, you’re so tight for me, good girl, take me in just like that.

The you wanna be a good girl and strip for me, babe?

The oh, good girl, I love it when you beg for me like that.

The ugh, fuck Alex, be a good girl and cum for me.

Maggie is about to apologize and Maggie is about to backtrack, but when her now overheating face turns up to look at Alex’s, her girlfriend is standing straighter, her eyes shining brighter, her smile lifting higher.

Because she’s Maggie’s girl – and good, too – and damn, is it hot.

But she’s also Maggie’s girl – and good, too – and damn, is it perfect.