They started working together three times a week in his office though she frequently complained about the lack of light. She found his advice invaluable and she hung on his every word. Besides the fact that everything he said was insightful and thought provoking she could have listened to his rich toned voice all day.

She realised by the end of their fourth week working together that her crush had become an obsession.

She wanted to know more about him so she plucked up the courage to ask about his feud with Dr Skywalker. He had rolled his eyes at first and said,

'I thought you would be above idol gossip Rey.'

She shrugged at him,

'I just want to understand why you two can't get along, I mean you both teach the same subjects history and literature, granted you are experts in different time periods but can't you just work it out?'

He had been silent for a moment and she had feared that he was going to ask her to leave once and for all. Then he had started to speak,

'When I was first appointed, he made it very clear that he didn't want me here. He said I was too young, didn't have the necessary experience and he didn't think I had anything to offer the students. He wrote a scathing letter to the appointment board. It was embarrassing and degrading especially as he had had a great deal to do with me becoming a lecturer. I looked up to him and greatly admired his work. To be rejected like that by someone I idolised without even being giving a chance to prove myself...'

He balled his hands into fists then collected himself,

'Thankfully the board ignored his protests but we have never seen eye to eye since. He opposes me at every turn, and I'm afraid that I do have quite a volatile temper so unfortunately one or two of our disagreements have become public knowledge.'

'One or two?' Rey said with a raised eyebrow.

'Maybe more...' he admitted with a half-smile.

'That's awful.' Rey sympathised. 'I understand now why you have such a difficult relationship with him. For what it's worth, I think you're an amazing teacher.'

'Thank You Rey,' he said.

They both felt the shift in the room, a shift from student and teacher to something more intimate.

They looked at each other. Rey realised she was breathing heavily, she bit her lip and his eyes travelled to her mouth.

Hungry. Rey thought. He looks hungry.

She stood up slowly without taking her eyes from his. She started towards him, and he took a step back. Rey almost laughed the big bad wolf was afraid of little red riding hood?

She giggled, 'Are you scared of me Sir?' She picked up a book off the table near her. 'I was just going to put this back.' She said innocently.

He looked relieved.

She walked forward with the book just as she had planned weeks ago just as she had rehearsed hundreds of times from the moment she had realised that she was in love with him.

She had realised he was never going to make a move on her though she knew he wanted her. It was obvious in the way he looked at her, the way his hand lingered on her shoulder when he corrected her work, the way he reacted like a jealous lover whenever she mentioned Poe or Finn.

So instead of placing the book back on the shelf, when she got close enough to him, knowing his guard was down, she dropped the book and kissed him.