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Saturday

"Peeta owns it with his partner, Finnick O'dair," Ben adds, texting Peeta back.

"They own the brewery, too, don't they?" Rey asks, as she sits up in the bed.

"They do—do you know them?" Ben looks at her with his brows that almost disappear under his hair across his forehead.

"I've worked on Katniss' SUV lately. They have the sweetest twin girls." Rey says. "What time are you meeting him tomorrow. Is Twisted open on Sundays?"

"It's not. I'm going to meet him—" Ben reads the next text before answering Rey. "He just invited us over for dinner. Around two. Do you want to go with me?"

"Sure," she answers, wondering what the owner of the fetish club wants with her and Ben.

Sunday

"Stop fidgeting," Ben fusses.

"I had to borrow a dress from Rose," Rey hisses back as she tugs on the orange sundress. "I didn't know the dress wouldn't like me."

He stops before they get to the Mellark's front door.

"You—" he pulls her close.

"Look—" he kisses the tip of her nose.

"Beautiful—" he steals one last kiss, this one is on her lips. "You said you already know Katniss. She's a love just like you are."

"Thank you, Ben." She can't help but to smile at his words. He keeps a hold of one of her hands, and leads her to the door.

That same front door opens before they even step foot on the porch that travels the entire length of the farmhouse. A beautiful brunette comes out first. Rey recognizes the side braid anywhere.

"Rey! Peeta didn't tell me you were coming with Ben." Katniss welcomes her then looks between her and Ben. "Are you two—"

"Quit being nosy, Kitten," Peeta says with a smile. "Come in and make yourselves at home."

Rey follows them in, with Ben close on her heels. She tries not to be obvious as she looks around, but she notices the toys in the corner of the living room. "Where are the girls?"

"They're at their friend Gracie's house. I figured that it would be easier to talk without them here," Katniss says. "I love your sundress."

"Thank you." Rey glances down at it. "You have a beautiful house."

And the Mellark's do. It's the kind of house that belongs to a family who loves their people. Rey would have loved to have grown up here.

"Thank you. It was my parent's house. Dad passed away when I was fourteen—"

"I never knew that," Rey interrupts. "I'm sorry. I grew up in foster care."

"I'm sorry to hear about that too," Katniss says. "It seems that we've both had bad childhoods." Rey watches Peeta lead Ben outside and Katniss continues, "It was hard at first."

"What?"

"Letting Peeta in. He's everything I ever wanted, but didn't ever let myself wish for."

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Rey replies. "Ben is like that. He's everything I could want but then—"

"Come on out, you two," Peeta interrupts with a smile. Katniss motions for Rey to go ahead to the glass doors.

The wonderful aroma of meat cooking over a fire wraps makes Rey smile. "That smells amazing." She says as she walks over to stand beside Ben.

"Thank you," Peeta says. "It's an old family recipe."

"Ben? Rey?" Katniss asks. "Can I get you a glass of tea?"

"Do you need—" Rey starts to volunteer.

"I've got it." She goes back into the house.

"Are you still doing international flights, Ben?"

"I am. Seems like more and more people want to go to Europe."

"I always promised Katniss that I'd take her one day." His smile is wistful as he tends to the grill.

"Then take her," Ben says. "Let me know when you're planning it and I'll tell you all the pilot secrets."

Katniss is back with drinks for everyone. "Is the food almost ready?"

"It is." That's when Rey notices the table set with everything she could imagine serving at a summer picnic. From bright red watermelon to baked beans. macaroni salad to fruit salad. Peeta puts down a plate of steaks and grilled baby potatoes.

"It looks amazing."

"Rey here can eat her weight in food," Ben adds with a chuckle.

"I used to be that way before I had the twins." Rey doesn't miss the look Katniss and Peeta give each other.

"You're pregnant. Aren't you?" Rey asks.

"Rey—" Ben starts.

But Katniss interrupts with a smile, "We are. Which is why you two are here." she motions towards the table. "Sit, please."

"Congratulations," Rey whispers to Katniss before she sits down.

"Thank you," she says back as they share a smile.

Ben and Rey wait for Katniss and Peeta to claim their seats on one side of the table, then they sit in the other two. Ben's leg bumps her under the table and she can't keep the smile off her face as she squeezes his knee. Then he wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her to his side where he plants a kiss on her temple.

Rey's never felt this cherished before.

"Here," Peeta says as he grabs the bowl closest to him. It happens to be that beautiful fruit salad Rey wants to try. "Fix your plates and we'll discuss."

"Is it weird eating without the little girls here?" Rey asks.

"It's been so long," Katniss chuckles. "We do try to get a date night at least once a week. Having friends with kids around the same age helps. But this pregnancy, I'm either sick all the time or starving. So, it's usually easier to stay home and just let Peeta cook."

"Which is also fine by me," Peeta adds.

"They're three? I bet they are a handful," Rey adds.

"But I love that age," Katniss says before the table grows quiet as they all start to eat.

"That's a good steak," Ben compliments and Rey nods along. Everything on the table is wonderful.

"Thank you," Peeta says in between bites. "We like to cook."

It doesn't take long for everyone to clear their plates. Before Rey can offer to help again, Katniss gathers the empty plates and carries them into the house. She comes back with the tea pitcher and a plate of cookies. "Peeta and the girls made them last night."

Peeta and Katniss exchange another look, and Peeta puts his hand on Katniss' swollen belly. Rey doesn't miss the happiness that comes from both of them. Then he looks at Rey and Ben.

"Rey, I know you haven't been coming to Twisted for very long. But I started off years ago teaching people how to do ropes."

"Peeta's the one who taught me," Ben adds.

"One of my best students. Well with the membership drive there are several people and couples who are interested in taking the class."

"I told him to find someone else—" she teases.

"Katniss, I told you—" but he's serious.

"Shhh. I know. And I love you even more for it."

"Anyway, I can't. It was Katniss who thought to ask you, Ben. Would you be willing to teach the rope bondage class at Twisted? You can pick the evening—"

"Yes," Ben interrupts. "I'd actually love to." He then turns to Rey. "Would you like to be my rope bunny?"

"I think so? Is rope bunny what you call the one being tied up?"

Ben pulls her in for another kiss. "Yes, Love. Will you be my rope bunny?"

"Yes, I'd love to," she says as she smiles up at him.

"What time do you have to be at the airport?" Rey asks as Ben pulls up in her driveway.

"Four A.M."

"That's too early for me," she says. "It's not that late, do you want to come in?"

He looks out the windshield of the truck she's letting him borrow and then at her. "Yes, I'd like that very much." He follows her in and as soon as the door closes behind them, he's got her pushed up against it. "I've wanted to rip this dress off you since I first saw you in it."

"Why didn't you?" she asks with a smile.

"We were already late—" he says with a growl. His hands land on her hips and for a moment little lines appear on his forehead. "Are you not wearing underwear?"

"I am," she says and raises the skirt of the dress up. "They are seamless or something like that. but I'm not wearing a bra."

"I noticed you didn't have on a bra."

"You did? When?"

"When I first picked you up." He grins and steals a kiss. "I notice everything about you."

"You do?" she asks, suddenly happy. "Like what?"

He chuckles and kisses the end of her nose. "Like how your green eyes turn several shades lighter as you cum. How your nipples are the same pink as your lips. How your cupid's bow," he pauses long enough to trace it with his finger then he kisses it and she wants to melt. "Is absolutely perfect." He leans in and bites her ear lobe and goose pimples erupt all over her body. "Your ears are so cute, I think they are perfect too."

She feels him bite that certain nerve on her neck and usually she laughs when someone touches her there, but him and this, she wants him in between her legs. He pulls down the strap of the sundress and his lips follow. His lips graze the top of her breast as his hand pulls down the other strap.

His smirk makes her heart flip. The dress has pinned both of her arms as he tugs the neck all the way to her waist. "Ben," she groans as he palms her breasts. "I want to touch you," she mews.

"And I want to be inside you," he mutters before he steps back. That's when he takes the dress, and pulls it down over her hips where it lands on the floor.

Her panties land on top of the dress.

"You have too many clothes on, Mr. Solo," she purrs as she eases his shirt over his head. He comes in for another kiss and she reaches for the waistband of his shorts. She's lost in his kiss that she has to pull away so she can see.

A wicked smile appears as she sinks to her knees in front of him. "Rey—" he moans.

"Shhh—let me make you feel good," she promises as she pulls his shorts off.

His cock springs loose and she grabs the base of it. She kisses the tip but before she takes him in her mouth, he murmurs, "Look at me while you do that."

"Yes, Sir," she whispers as she rubs his dick along her lips. Her tongue licks at his slit, and she has to hum as she tastes him.

"Suck on it," he commands. She opens her mouth and eases his length in. She moves closer to him, and when she feels the hair on his thighs tickle her nipples, she moans again. She rubs herself on his thighs but she wants to touch him too. Her nails scratch him as she wraps her arms around his legs until she reaches his cheeks.

"Fuck Rey—" he mutters as she threads his fingers through her hair. Instead of hurting, it feels like every nerve in her is on fire. His tug is gentle as he pulls her even closer. "I knew it, you can take all of me. You're such a good girl."

Rey knows that she is a strong, independent woman. She owns her own business after all. She can rebuild any kind of engine. But when she hears him purr those words… she lets him fall out of her mouth and begs, "Please fuck me."

He freezes for a moment and she can't tell if she's done something bad. But then he smiles that smile that makes her feel light and wonderful. "I think that's a wonderful idea, Love." He holds out his hand, and she takes it. He pulls her to her feet and as soon as she's standing, he's claiming a kiss.

She wraps her arms around his neck but instead of going upstairs to her bedroom, he just goes the couple of steps to the dining room table and pulls out a chair. He sits her on the table and puts her bottom exactly where he wants her. He stands in between her legs and pulls her close for a kiss. His touch just makes her want him more as desire flows over her.

He's still in all of his clothes. Still kissing him, she tugs on his shirt. They break the kiss long enough to get his shirt off and his pants. "Come here, you," she mewls.

His smirk is maddening. "Where do you want me?"

"I want you to touch me," she whispers as she pulls him to her. "Then I want you balls deep—" he doesn't let her finish because he's not waiting any longer as he slides in. "Fuck—" she moans as he fills her. The way she sits, and the angle he's in her, it takes her breath away. Her pleasure is instant as she moans, "Ben—"

"Are you already cumming?" He murmurs against her lips.

"Yes—" she whispers back. He slides his arms under her knees bringing her even closer as he starts to move inside her. Her eyes roll back as she lets herself land on her table. He bends over her and latches onto a nipple while her fingers weave themselves in his black as sin waves.

She begins to tremble the more he moves. He grabs her ankle and moves one foot to his shoulder, opening her up even more to him. Another wave of her orgasm rakes her body, and she still can't catch her breath.

Right when she's about to cum again, he pulls out spilling between on her stomach. He looks sheepish and she smiles. "We didn't have a condom."

"We didn't have a condom," he echoes.

"It's ok. Who knew I could have multiple orgasms?"

He steals a kiss, and then straightens up. He looks lost for a moment, before she slides off the table and runs into the downstairs bathroom. She comes back with a towel and her robe. He accepts the towel gratefully. "Thank you."

She smiles at him and slides the robe on. Then she sits down in one of the chairs at the table. "From now on, whenever I sit here, I'll think of tonight."

His chuckle makes her laugh. "That's actually pretty awesome."

"It is. I've never done anything like that before."

"Stick with me, sweetheart. I'll corrupt you right and proper." He starts putting his clothes back on.

"I think you will," she agrees. By now, he's dressed and looking around the house again.

"Are you packed?"

"I keep a bag packed for work. Are you sure I can use your truck?"

"Of course. I'd volunteer to take you, but four A.M. is really early."

"It is. I get on a plane to Charlotte and then go to New York then to London," he says. They're both quiet and for a minute, Rey feels like she's going to cry and she's trying her damnest not to. "Rey," he says softly, and holds out his hand for her. She takes it and leads her over to her couch. He sits first, then settles her in his lap.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to make you feel bad for having to work," she mutters as she tucks her head under his chin. He smells so good and his arms around her feel even better. "I'm a little needy sometimes."

"It's ok," he says, kissing the top of her head. she can feel his exhale and his arms tighten around her. "I can be needy too."

"It's ok. You can be needy with me."

"I like that. We'll be needy with each other."

Ben listens to the voices coming over the radio from the tower as he continues checking off the flight list. Tai, his co-pilot for the New York to London leg of the trip is setting the course. Years of both of them working together makes this part of the job easy.

"Gentlemen, you are cleared for take-off. Have a nice flight."

"Thank you, tower," Ben says into the radio as Tai begins the welcome-to-our-flight-speech. He usually does it, but he promised Tai a Guinness at the pub by the hotel when they land. He checks his side of the cockpit and Tai grabs the control panel. Together they taxi the 777 out onto the runway.

He's always loved the lift that happens when they take off. But today, for some reason, it doesn't feel the same.

Because it's an almost ten-hour flight, Tai goes to take a nap first. This leaves Ben almost alone with his thoughts. Hennie is also in the cockpit, but he's not a big talker.

This leaves plenty of time for Ben to think.

Usually he would be craving something, anything to keep his mind and hands busy. But this time, there's a peace that he hasn't felt in probably years.

And all he wants to do is to talk to Rey.

He knows the calls are monitored since 9-11, so he reaches for his flight bag instead. Behind his change of clothes, is his legal pad. He pulls it out, and starts to write:

Rey-

I'm somewhere off the coast of New York, and I had the sudden urge to talk to you. I'm surrounded by everyone, so a letter might be better. Besides, you can read it anytime you need to.

I might need a copy so I can remind myself of what I'm about to tell you.

Ever since I turned sixteen, maybe even sooner, all I wanted to do was to leave home. I wanted to fly like Dad always wanted to do. To this day I'm still not sure if it's because of how much he would talk about flying, or if this is an honest-to-God desire of mine.

I joined the Marines as soon as they let me sign the paperwork. I've always thought that being on that god-forsaken island in South Carolina during January was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

I was wrong.

Leaving you alone last night now has that honor.

I can't tell you why or how I feel this way. All I know is that you feel like home. Which is something I never thought I'd feel considering it never felt like home when I was at home. You make me want things that I've never thought about needing before.

I need you.

He puts down his pen and runs his hands over his face. So many things are running through his head right now. But his heart wants to be with Rey.