A/N: Thank you all for reading! If you like it, let me know!

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Rey couldn't figure Poe out. He was wired and excited, chattering on almost constantly as they marched through the jungle. Every once in a while, he would stop to check his GPS, but he rarely changed course after he did so, telling her how good his sense of direction was. His nervous energy kept her moving faster than normal, too, so she never felt as if he was pushing her, and she couldn't help but feed off of his positivity, laughing and commenting at whatever story he was telling.

"What do you call a dog that can do magic?" he asked her at one point, looking back at her with his eyebrows raised.

Oh, God. Another 'dad joke,' she thought. She shrugged.

"A Labracabrador," he told her with a grin.

Rey couldn't stop the giggle. "You're horrible," she told him with a grin. "You and Finn would really get along," she added. "He's always quoting horrible puns, too."

"Finn?" he asked. "That the guy that was with you at the school?"

"Yeah," she said. "His dad is one of our deacons. They were who I came to Ajan Kloss with." She shrugged. "We've been friends since we were kids."

He glanced back at her, his expression a little less enthusiastic than before.

"They're okay, right?" she asked suddenly. "I had assumed everyone at the school was safe when Dominguez' men left."

"Yeah," Poe said. "They're probably back home by now." He looked at her again. "He's probably already been interviewed by the press, with them asking how he feels about you having been kidnapped by the notorious El Halcón."

She scoffed, but then fussed. "He and Rose are probably worried sick."

"Rose?"

"His wife," Rey answered.

"Oh."

Though only a short little word, Rey recognized something in it. "Wait? You didn't think Finn and I were a couple, did you?"

His glance told her he had. He shrugged, his face slightly embarrassed. "It would make sense. Your boyfriend being devout like his dad would explain why you're still a virgin."

Rey blushed. "I did want that," she told him, her eyes watching the ground in front of her. "When I was younger. You know, to wait until marriage." She lifted her shoulders. "Now I just want to love and be loved." Her voice was soft.

He stopped so suddenly she almost ran into him. He turned to face her, his eyes level with hers. "The guys in your town must be fools."

"Or maybe I just didn't want any of them," she said. "Maybe my heart knew I was waiting for someone else."

He stared at her for a long time, his eyes searching her face. He swallowed and whispered, "Whoever he is, he's a lucky man."

Rey stepped into him and brought her lips up to his. "There's no such thing as luck," she whispered back, nuzzling his nose with hers, feeling the hair from his beard tickle her lips.

His eyelids drooped and his lips parted, and she felt his breath brush against her lips. They parted in response, but before she could close her eyes, he pulled away from her, spinning back around and moving away. "We're almost there," he told her, clearing his throat when his voice came out rough.

Rey sighed, frustrated but amused at the same time. It was obvious she was getting to him, and she had no intention of quitting now. She was determined and she had a plan.

She was not going to leave Ajan Kloss a virgin.

They continued on in silence, but as Poe said, it wasn't much farther to their destination. He looked back at her and grinned as they moved through a particularly thick area of vegetation, and she couldn't help but smile back. They entered a clearing and Rey stopped and stared in wonder.

They were surrounded by natural rock walls on three sides, with the one in front of them being a huge cliff face that rose at least two hundred meters off the floor of the jungle. And flowing from that cliff was a waterfall, a beautiful veil of water dropping down to a clear pool below. Rey looked up and around at the secluded area, which looked so different from the rest of the jungle they had been moving through. It was green and lush like the rest of the forest, but it was obvious the area didn't get as much sun so moss grew all over the surrounding rocks. The light that did filter in produced a green glow.

She looked over at Poe who was watching her with a small smile on his lips. "It's beautiful," she told him. "It's like a dream."

He nodded up toward the top of the waterfall. "It's a bit of a climb, but not too hard," he told her. "Then we just follow it upstream right to Ajara, which is less than twelve klicks away." He slipped off his pack. "But we won't worry about that until tomorrow."

She watched as he set his pack down next to a rock in the middle of the clearing, then sat on the rock and began to remove his boots. He looked at her and she could see an excited glint in his eye. "The water is clean, safe, cool, and ready for us," he told her.

"You mean, for bathing?" Rey's voice squeaked a bit. Okay, this isn't exactly what she had planned, but… she could make it work.

"Yep," Poe responded. Barefoot now, he stood and began to unbutton his shirt. "Just take off what you're comfortable with, Rey," he told her softly. "I'm not planning a skinny-dip here."

She huffed a laugh, relieved and disappointed at the same time. Then her breath caught as she saw Poe Dameron without a shirt for the first time.

He was perfect. That's the only word she could think of. He was muscled without being bulky, his tan skin smooth, his pecs flawless, his abdomen exhibiting just enough of a six-pack to let her know just how fit he was. She saw no hair on his chest, which surprised her considering the amount on his head and face, but her eyes quickly found the dark trail that started under his belly button and disappeared under his cargo pants. She pulled her eyes up and noticed the chain around his neck. She had known he wore a necklace, but she had never seen what it was. Now she saw the ring that hung from it. A simple band of silver.

A woman's ring.

She looked away, removing her own pack and setting it down, swallowing as she saw him unbuckling his belt out of the corner of her eye. Was that a gift, she wondered? Something a woman back home gave to him as a memento, a good luck charm, a reminder of what he had waiting for him? Who he had waiting? He had never given any indication there was a woman back home; he had only talked of his SEAL friends. Still, what else could it mean?

He moved toward the water, still wearing his form-fitting boxer briefs. She couldn't help but track him with her eyes, watching his amazing hips and ass as he stepped into the water. She licked her lips as she made herself look away, then started to unbutton her own blouse. She had a camisole on underneath, and she would keep her panties on; she would be revealing less than if she was wearing a bikini. Which she had never done. Modest one-piece swimsuits had always been her norm. She glanced at her companion, who was now waist deep in the pool and had turned back to look at her. She would wear a bikini for him, she thought.

"Are you coming?" he asked, and a part of her resented the knowing smirk on his face. He had known where they were going. He had known what he was going to do. He had a plan, different from hers.

Well, as long as the results were the same, who was she to argue?

Rey pulled off her blouse, then slipped out of her sandals and skirt. For a brief moment, she thought about just going all the way and stripping down completely, but not only was she not that brave, she wanted more than anything to have him remove what was left. So, with purpose, she marched down to the water's edge, feeling his eyes on her the whole time, and stepped in.

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A/N: Ooops! See you Friday! *evil laugh*