A/N: Okay, we're going to fast forward a few months in the first half of the chapter. Then you better hold onto your hats because things are about to get wild!

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Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Rey became content, if not perfectly happy. After the dinner Poe made for Luke and Kes, things seemed to settle around the condo. The tension that had developed after the silent auction eased, and though Rey still never felt completely comfortable with their act when they were in public, at least at home they could be themselves.

Poe continued to work with the city in trying to develop more low-income housing, but his biggest issue wasn't the city council, it was the local businesses he tried to buy materials from. Hoping to keep the final cost as low as possible, he wanted to not only keep his purchases local, but keep them affordable. However, he was a stickler on quality, and he was not getting any help from the suppliers when it came to cost. It wasn't an issue with them not being able to afford discounting their products, Poe knew. It was simply greed.

Rey wasn't having any more success in looking for a new place to work. Nobody in private practice had need of a PT, and she wasn't quite comfortable starting from the ground up on her own. Her bosses, however, knew that she could quit at any time if she so chose now that she was married to a millionaire, and were treating her better. She was the best PT they had, not only in practical training, but because her positive outlook and insistence that 'mind over matter' was more than a saying, and it made her a favorite among the MDs. Her patients just did better than others.

As summer turned into fall, Poe insisted they go up to the cabin every other weekend, and Rey never argued. She loved the mountains, and though she had only been to the Solo cabin once before Poe became the owner, she quickly fell in love with it. Small but cozy, it was built into the hillside and faced a small lake. The main floor had an open floorplan, with the kitchen/dining room merging into the living area, which boasted a large screen TV and a beautiful gas fireplace. Two steps led up to the 'second floor,' with a large master bathroom with a jacuzzi style tub and two attached bedrooms on either side. Poe often talked about moving to the cabin full-time and getting rid of the condo. It was only a thirty-minute drive to town, but because it was located in the mountains, winter storms made driving difficult if not impossible. He determined that when Organa Enterprises became officially his, he could afford to get snowed in from time to time, but for now it would be best to live full-time in town.

One weekend, Poe invited Rose and Finn up to see the fall colors, totally forgetting they had only the two bedrooms. Fortunately, they didn't have to pretend with their friends and Poe said he was more than happy to sleep on the couch. Rey thought that was silly and argued that, since they were both adults, they could share a bed, but Poe was adamant. "Nope! The couch is fine." Rey was both disappointed and relieved by his decision. While their friendship seemed to be weathering this fake marriage so far, there was still an edginess that hadn't been there before Rey had danced with Dr. Kin.

As Poe had promised, there were more 'cultured' events to attend, as well, mostly gatherings dedicated to some charitable organization, but some just elite parties. Poe was very particular about what they attended. He stayed away from political affairs, and any function that was raising money for charity had to be for a cause he had already given his support to. The more of these soirees Rey attended, the more she got to know the other people that also frequented them regularly. She now recognized faces and names, she knew who was friendly and supportive and who to avoid. She spotted Zorii Bliss at more than one shindig, and though she caught the other woman eyeing Poe more than once, she never tried conversing with him. Probably because Rey rarely left his side. She'd seen Poe glance at Zorii a couple of times as well, but other than a friendly nod her way, he showed no interest.

Several of these social gatherings had dancing, but they never danced. Rey had an idea that if she asked him, Poe would willingly dance with her, but because he never showed an interest himself, she didn't ask. The idea of having him focused solely on her, his arm around her, bodies pressed together… it was dangerous, she knew. One of these days, she was going to slip and do something that would give herself away.

Christmas came and went. It was mostly uneventful. Rey got a tree for the living room and a new leather briefcase for Poe, one more fitting for a CEO than the old worn messenger bag he had had since college. Poe presented Rey with a lovely pair of diamond and gold earrings just before Luke and Kes arrived for dinner. The rest of the evening was pleasant for the most part, filled mostly with the two dads sharing funny stories of their offspring as youngsters. Most of the tales weren't new to either Rey or Poe; they had created those stories together, after all. But they shared some laughs, and Rey felt an overwhelming sense of completeness at the end of the night. A completeness that turned to sorrow when she headed to her own room by herself, remembering that this wasn't her 'happily ever after.' Next Christmas they would probably all be celebrating separately, and this little family she loved so much wouldn't exist anymore.

Winter was in full swing before Rey made the 'slip' she had been dreading.

It was a particularly cold Thursday night, and Poe had called Rey to tell her he would be a bit late. He wanted to take Friday off and needed to finish some paperwork before he left for the day. She promised she would make something edible that could be warmed over and asked him to drive careful, as the roads were icy. When she disconnected the phone, she smiled to herself. They had sounded just like a true married couple.

Rey had finished her own dinner and was planning on settling on the couch to read when a CD sitting on the TV stand caught her eye. She smiled and walked over to it; Poe must have been listening to it last night when she had to stay late for a staff meeting. The label simply read: Shara. She knew it was a 'mixed tape' that Poe's mom had given him shortly before her death that he had had transferred to CD years ago. Shara had adored 80s rock, and both Rey and Poe had grown up listening to it as well. It had been years since she had listened to this, however. She popped it in the stereo system next to the Blue Ray.

When Poe got home twenty minutes later, he walked in on Rey dancing her heart out to Escape Club's 'Wild Wild West.'

She didn't know he was there at first, until she spun around and saw him grinning at her as he pulled off his suit jacket. He had already removed his coat, so he must have been watching her for a while. She paused for a moment, wanting to be embarrassed, but then decided she just didn't care and continued to bounce and swivel her hips to the music.

She skipped over to him and grabbed his wrists, pulling him further into the living room. Shaking his head in exasperation, he joined her, raising his arms and moving his hips to the beat. "She's so mean, but I don't care!" Rey sang. "I love her eyes and her wild wild hair!" Poe joined in. "Dance to the beat that we like best! Heading for the nineties, living in the wild wild west!"

Rey moved into Poe's space, throwing her arms around his neck. He grabbed her hips with both hands, and she could feel the heat of him through her oversized sweatshirt and yoga pants. Their bodies seemed to match each other's, undulating together as the music became more dramatic.

"Heading for the nineties, living in the eighties, screaming in a back room, waiting for the big boom!"

"Give me, give me wild west! Give me, give me safe sex! Give me love, give me love, give me time to live it up!"

Rey stopped thinking. He was so close, his eyes dark and magnetic, his arms tight around her waist now, pulling her pelvis up against his. He stopped moving and she realized she had stopped as well. She licked her lips and saw his gaze drop down to watch the action. Taking a deep breath, she moved in, catching his lips with hers. He responded without hesitation, his arms tightening even further as his tongue dived into her mouth. Rey heard herself whimper as she gripped his shoulders, allowing her own tongue to wrestle with his, pushing her pelvis up into him, and thrilling at the feel of his arousal.

He gripped her butt, pulling her in even tighter to him, making her gasp into his mouth. He groaned in response, then plunged his tongue deep into her mouth again, kissing her as she had never been kissed before.

The ringing of a cell phone caught her attention at the same time it did his. He pulled away slowly, his eyes wide as they stared at her. Feeling her face heat, she backed out of his embrace, then watched him swallow harshly. "You or me?" he whispered.

"Uhm.. me," she said shakily. "I think." She moved past him to the counter and grabbed up her cell. "Hello?"

"Rey?" Rose responded. "Are you okay? Were you working out or something?"

Rey tried to control her breathing. "I'm fine," she said shortly. "What's up?" She kept her back to Poe, who had moved over to the CD player to turn down the music. Kim Wilde's 'Kids in America' was playing.

"Hey, Finn's grandmother was in a minor accident this morning. She's okay, but she has to have surgery on her hip tomorrow and Finn really wanted to be with her. She lives in Toshe. We want to leave first thing in the morning."

"So, no Friday night dinner?" Rey finished. "That's okay. We'll make due. Drive safe and I hope her surgery goes great!"

"Thanks, Rey! We'll see you guys when we get back!"

Rey disconnected but kept her back to Poe.

"No dinner tomorrow?" Poe asked. His voice was gravelly.

"No. They're driving to Toche tomorrow. Finn's grandma is having surgery. Nothing too serious."

"Well, uhm… We could go to a movie?"

Rey turned to face him finally but she avoided looking at him. "I haven't been to an actual movie in ages. I don't even know what's showing." Phone still in hand, she called up the local theater, leaning back on the counter behind her. She glanced up at Poe, who would not meet her eyes and was rubbing the back of his neck. "Terrible Tuesday," she announced. "That comedy with Booster Tarrik?"

"Yeah," he answered, still not meeting her eyes. "That sounds good."

Rey nodded. "Okay. Uhm. Dinner's in the fridge. Just have to warm it up."

Finally, he looked at her. "Okay." His eyes were unreadable. His face impassive.

Rey began to make her way toward the hall. "So? Movie tomorrow?"

"It's a date." Poe nodded.

Rey stared at him for a long moment, then turning on her heel, she made her escape. "Goodnight!"

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