Korr Sella, Leia's assistant, and Maz's contact, was waiting for them on the steps of the park. Her dark hair was left loose in glossy curls that hung just at her shoulders. No dress for Korr, but her pantsuit jumper in a mossy-green, embellished with silver detailing, was just as stunning—and heels that were as sky-high as everything else in Coruscant. Her tawny skin was made up with the same kind of makeup that Finn and Rey had—Leia's colors and markings, though Korr's was a little more extravagant.
"Welcome to Coruscant," she said as Finn and Rey walked towards her. Maz must have sent holopics ahead of time, that or maybe the Senator's people had been tracking them since they entered the system and had known exactly what to expect.
"I'm Finn. This is my associate, Rey," Finn said while extending his hand to Korr, who took it, gave it a shake, then did the same to Rey. She seemed very no-nonsense, and Rey liked that about her.
"We don't have much time. The Senator wants to go over the particulars herself," Korr said before gesturing to the park entrance. "Follow me," Korr finished as Rey and Finn followed behind along the stone path.
The park was lovely and seemed to go on and on. There were flowers blooming in carefully cultivated gardens, trees that seemed to be almost too big for their roots and lots of people. Judging from the look of the crowd, Leia had a lot of supporters.
The park was the only green space Rey had ever seen in Coruscant and, though it was lovely, it paled in comparison to the natural beauty of Takodana. Still, she'd heard there was a big fountain with a huge, bronze statue somewhere in the park and she kind of wanted to see it.
Maybe after the job is done… She thought, though she doubted she'd be able to convince Finn. Once a job was done, he always wanted to get right back to Rose, which she understood. Still, Rey had no one to go back to, so a little time lingering would be a nice break from the loneliness of her room.
Korr interrupted her thoughts as she led them through the park at a brisk pace. "We're not anticipating any trouble. Senator Organa is a popular public figure and, while there is some family history that's controversial, she's mostly been able to overcome that shadow."
Rey wasn't sure she understood what she meant by that, though she had read a bit about Leia and had heard of her before via her fierce reputation. Apparently, her family had some dark history, but the story was unclear and mostly hearsay. It had caused Leia some trouble in the Senate at one point or another, but the galaxy had moved on to whatever controversy had come next and now it was all but forgotten.
Still, it made her curious and she wondered how Ben felt about it all, which was inconvenient because she shouldn't have been wondering at all about what he thought or felt or cared about.
"But beyond that?" Finn prompted.
Korr shook her head as she walked along, leading them further and further into the park. "Just another celebration in the park, with the added touch of it being her son's birthday. Though, Senator Organa won't speak to that during the celebration."
"Expecting any trouble with the party afterward?" Rey asked.
"No more than usual—I mean, not particularly," Korr recovered and Rey realized that maybe the Senator's aide was just as aware of Ben's antics as Rey was, and almost as annoyed by them.
That told Rey everything she needed to know. Aside from the celebration in the park, this was just another Aristo party where she'd be too bored and too pissed off, but ultimately happy that she was getting paid. They scuttled along and, after rounding a bend, a bright white obelisk-like building came into view.
Rey was fortunate that she needed to wear boots to be able to hide her vibroblade because she was quite certain she'd have killed herself in heels or broken both her ankles at the pace Korr was taking.
"This is a public building, though Senator Organa has rented it out for the day and into tomorrow. And because it's a public building, you two are needed to keep an eye on who comes and goes as, invited or not, people always try to make their way into these kinds of parties and we want to know who's showing up and, more importantly, why."
"Sounds a little bit more like spying than guarding," Rey added while Korr led them up a long staircase to the entrance.
"That's a little bit closer to what we're looking for. Obviously, if needed, we expect security services, but otherwise…," she trailed off while pushing a long code into the entrance panel. The wide, metallic-looking doors shifted open, revealing another cavernous building in Coruscant, but this one was busy as people shifted in and out of view, all moving at the same brisk pace that Korr seemed to have.
"Senator Organa's waiting in a private room. We'll have a few minutes with her before you two will hit your posts. I'll provide you with updated briefs momentarily as well," Korr said, brow furrowing slightly as if she was thinking a million things a minute and, considering what she was responsible for and who she worked for, the aide probably was.
They stepped inside the building and Korr led them down a long corridor before turning down a hallway, and then another, and then another. If Rey wasn't so good at paying attention, she'd have been totally lost. Fresh flowers seemed to bloom out of the large sunken pots that decorated the long walls of each corridor and were releasing the most pleasing smell. Rey could only imagine how much something like that would cost.
Finally, Korr stopped before one room in particular though, from the outside, it looked pretty innocuous. Another panel, another code, and the door slipped open as a voice called out from within.
"I was just about to send out a search party!"
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Senator," Korr replied as she stepped into the room.
"Oh, you know I'm used to waiting. Senator, and all," Leia's raspy voice replied while Rey took her in.
Leia was smaller than she looked on the holos, but her presence seemed to take up the room—a force to be reckoned with, for sure. Rey saw where Ben ended up getting at least some of his looks as he and his mother had similarly pale skin and dark hair, though Leia's was streaked with lovely strands of silver. Dark, sharp eyes peered out from Leia's face and Rey thought for a moment about all that the Senator must have seen in her life, and must still see, considering her job.
Korr introduced Rey and Finn and, after an appraising look, Leia gave a short nod, a little smile, and confided, "Maz owes me. You two will do nicely. Handy with a blaster? Wait, don't answer that. I'm not supposed to talk about those kinds of details, so I'm told. Talk to Korr."
Rey couldn't help but smile at Leia's sense of humor. Dressed in a long, deep green overcoat, Leia's silvery dress peeked out from beneath though, unlike the silvery embellishments on Rey's and Korr's clothing, Leia's cuffs and along the edge of her hem had a golden shimmer. She looked senatorial, Rey thought, like she was in charge and absolutely was not going to take shit from no one. Her makeup was more subdued than Rey's but complimented her clothes nicely.
Rey wondered whether her hair meant anything as it was braided and piled high on her hair in an elaborate style. She also wondered whether it gave her a headache. Rey could hardly stand having her hair in anything other than loose buns or a braid, so the hairstyle she was sporting now—all smoothed and pulled in on itself, was just beginning to drive her nuts.
Korr and Leia talked to each other in hushed tones before Korr headed to a freefloater desk and retrieved some datapads and was just about to hand them over to Rey and Finn when the door to the room slid open with a soft hiss.
For a beat, there was nothing, just light shining through from the hallway until a long shadow stretched out across the floor. Leia sighed dramatically as her son slowly stepped into the room, still dressed in whatever he'd been wearing last night—which wasn't much, truthfully. Evidently, he'd not had time to change before coming to this meeting. Rey could not believe that he was meeting his mother in his walk of shame clothing, assuming that's what he was returning from. Rey'd seen the gossip holo, but did anyone really know why he was dressed the way he was?
Rey's mind sputtered as she flushed, realizing she was staring just a bit too hard at Ben, and she hoped his literal fucking mother wouldn't notice and say anything. But Rey realized, much like Ben, there was more to Leia Organa than met the eye. Rey was quite sure she missed nothing, even if Ben pretended not to know her as he walked into the room and straight to his mother.
"You're late," Leia said, eyebrow raising as she stared down her son—or stared up at him, considering he towered over her. "And barely dressed."
"And yet, you love me anyway," he replied, beaming before stepping close and enveloping his mother in a hug. He'd pulled that scandalous robe closed since the morning and had managed to wipe the smeared makeup from his face. His hair was still tousled and, much to Rey's ire, just made him look more handsome.
"You're lucky it's your birthday," Leia said finally as they pulled apart.
"It's your fault for having me," he drawled as his eyebrow twitched with amusement. "Is Dad coming to the 'celebration?'" The way he lingered on the word celebration made Rey think that he was anticipating anything but fun.
Leia shook her head. "You know your father. Hates crowds, and political parties even more. But he'll be coming to your birthday party. You know, he'd never miss that."
Ben snorted softly. "Ahh, no. He wouldn't miss a chance to tease me on my least favorite day of the year, would he?"
"Never," Leia agreed.
Ben sighed dramatically before taking in the rest of the room and its occupants, finally. A slow smile spread across his face as he drawled, "But I'm being impolite. You have guests, care to introduce me, Mother?"
Leia gave him a look and Rey took it to mean 'I don't know what game you're playing at here, but behave' because Rey was quite certain he normally didn't give much of a shit about the company his mother kept, and it sure didn't seem normal for him to ask for a formal introduction.
If anything, the love that radiated off of the two for each other surprised Rey, maybe because she'd never experienced the love of a mother like Leia, but it also warmed her heart to know that Ben was close with his mom. As much of a reprobate as he was determined to be, he couldn't be all bad if he still loved his mother and had her love in return.
"Finn, I believe you have met," Leia said knowingly, which might have caught Ben off guard as there was a slight twitch under his left eye as his mother spoke—a tick? So, his mother kept tabs on him? Rey wondered why, but the introductions had shifted to her so the thought fled from her mind as she became the center of their attention.
"And this," Leia said, hand dramatically gesturing towards Rey, "is Rey."
Ben slowly stepped towards Rey before pulling his arm to his chest with a flourish. "Ah, Rey. What a lovely name," he murmured as Leia stared on, eyebrow curving almost to her hairline.
Ben's eyes locked with Rey's as he bowed slowly, hand over his heart while he murmured, "Charmed."
Charmed… The word shimmered through her as he repeated his introduction from Dev's, the first time they met. That he remembered what he'd said to her at Dev's was enough to give Rey pause. Her cheeks felt hot and she had to fight to keep her breath even as the room seemed to shrink around them both.
Ben reached out, long fingers stretching towards her as he offered his hand. Rey swallowed before sliding her hand into his, just as before, still as firm and huge against her own except, this time, she had the pleasure of her own memories coming back to haunt her. What she'd imagined those hands doing in the dark hours of night! What she'd done to herself with her own hand, pretending it was his!
Gods, it must have shown in her expression because a slow, satisfied smile spread over Ben's face as he took her hand and placed a lingering kiss on the inside of her wrist, wickedly mimicking everything he'd done to her on their first meeting. His tongue darted out before he pulled back, the warm rush of that slick tip against her flesh made her breath catch.
This time, Rey was charmed and had they not been in a busy room with people, she might have shown him just how much he'd charmed her. Unfortunately, Ben pulled back as Leia coughed and went back to talking to Korr. As Ben's hand slipped from hers, Rey felt a little bereft at the loss of contact before getting mad at herself—she was here on a job! Not to get all up in her feelings about Ben Solo!
Fortunately, the room shifted back to the anticipatory mood they'd encountered on arrival. Leia was halfway through leaving, needing to follow up with some official or another when Ben interrupted. "Mother, may I use your facilities? I need to change."
Leia shook her head a little. "You change almost as much as I do. Korr, can you show Ben to my quarters?"
"Of course, Senator. Ben, if you please…?" Korr said while slipping a datapad into Leia's hand before gesturing to the back entrance of the room.
Rey assumed that was it and that he'd be leaving, but Ben surprised her by turning back to her and Finn to properly excuse himself.
"If you will excuse me. I find myself short of time and I wouldn't want to disappoint my mother on this special day by wearing this," he said, more politely than she was used to.
Of course, he remembers his manners around his fucking mother, Rey thought and, though she couldn't be quite sure, she thought she almost saw Ben's lip quirk, as if he was holding in a laugh.
Ben bowed toward them both. "Finn, always a pleasure. Rey, lovely to make your acquaintance. And I have to say, you look resplendent in that color."
He had noticed the dress and Rey couldn't stop herself from blushing as her cheeks heated. That Leia must have noticed. Neither Rey nor Finn bowed back as Ben left, but Finn managed to kind of dip his head while Rey stood awkwardly and tried to forget the way his approval had made her heart clench a little, and the way his lips and tongue had felt against her skin.
"He gets it from his father," Leia assured the room. "And his uncle. Now, Korr will work out the rest of the details with you two because I have some bigger problems to worry about."
Rey was almost not offended at being referred to as a 'problem' by Leia, but she understood. Here were two more people to worry about on a day where Leia was probably worrying about thousands of people. So, they got to it.
The rest of the morning passed in a flurry of activity that had Rey's head spinning. Finally, she was able to get to her post for the outdoor celebration and survey the surroundings, as was her directive. She and Finn were to mingle in as best they could and pass for guests, though they were acting as auxiliary security. Which meant they were both on stage-watching duty.
Though it was a public event, Korr had made it clear the real issues would be later at the party—certain politicians had been invited, while others were not, and the ones that were not weren't very happy about it, evidently.
But, for now, she stood and eavesdropped on conversations. She could not, for the life of her, understand what it was about these Aristos that made everything into a complication. If it wasn't perfect, then it was useless to them, and it was that excess that made her angriest.
They lived in a near-perfect world where droid and other sentients lived and sometimes died, by their whims, and they still had the gall to stand and complain when something wasn't exactly to their liking. Eventually, a kind of hum settled over the crowd and Rey realized that the celebrations were commencing.
She looked over to her right and saw that Finn was standing at the opposite side of the stage. He gave her a nod as he caught her looking and she returned it. He looked just as bored as she. The stage was a massive stone construction, which was weird for Coruscant where everything seemed to have a metallic gleam, but Rey supposed it worked with the natural beauty of the park.
There was a staircase to the far side of Rey and it was lined with guards—Leia's, all standing at attention as they did a good job of looking professional while they waited. Though, Rey wasn't there to look professional. She was supposed to look like a guest, which was hard in its own way given how much she hated Aristos and didn't want to look or act anything like them.
Finally, Leia made her appearance. The crowd clapped politely as she and then Ben came onto the stage. Leia smiled and waved at the crowd as she came up to the podium and Ben followed, a huge shadow behind his tiny mother.
Rey blinked in surprise as she took in his clothing. He'd changed and she and Ben now matched. Ben had changed into a robe that was the same deep green as her dress, except it was layered beneath—crisscrossing, shimmering violet fabric was folded across his chest with a white layer beyond that peeking through the waves of fabric, all cinched with a wide, silver belt. Tall, dark boots reached his knees and just kissed the front later of his clothes. When he shifted, Rey could see that he was also wearing trousers in the same dark green.
He looked like one of the main love interests from her holo-dramas. Though there were flashes of the decadent Aristo she'd grown accustomed to seeing on the gossip holos, and in the high-society fashion spreads. The man that stared out over the crowd looked almost demure by comparison, especially next to his petite and vibrant mother.
Leia Organa was a force in the galaxy, with a personality to match. Even on Jakku, Rey remembered hearing about her, fearsome leader, ruthless in the Senate, hated by the scum of the galaxy—so not very popular on her backwater home.
But the more Rey had read about Leia Organa, the more she came to respect her. The senator had lost so much, but continued to fight for what she believed in and seemed to be able to rally anyone to a cause. She was a symbol of strength in a sometimes-chaotic galaxy. How she'd ended up with a son like Ben Solo, Rey wasn't able to guess, but she thought that maybe her former-smuggler husband might have had something to do with it.
You should ask him, he might enjoy telling you, a little voice inside suggested before Rey could clamp it down. She did want to know more about him and she was just a little bit obsessed with him, if her search histories were anything to go by. But learning about his past would only guarantee one thing, that Rey'd become even more obsessed, and she'd probably get emotionally attached, and that was literally the last thing in the galaxy she needed.
At least, it was what she kept telling herself, but watching as Ben stood by his mother's side, smiling placidly at the crowd as they celebrated Galactic Concordance Day, he almost looked… well, like a prince. Almost like one from her dreams, if she was telling the truth and, as she stared at him, sun shining down on him, dark hair shimmering in the light as he seemed to pick out a face in the crowd to wave to, there was something almost familiar about Ben Solo.
Like something out of a dream. But like a dream, the moment she tried to hold onto the thought, it fled from her mind and Rey realized she was daydreaming when she was meant to be watching the crowd for signs of unrest, but the day slowly dragged on without incident.
There were speeches. Lots of clapping. Some medals were exchanged. Lives lost honored and speeches, not just Leia, but other senators and dignitaries from around the galaxy, though, especially the core worlds.
Honestly, it was mostly the core worlds that anyone ever gave a shit about. Once you got too far away from the core, it was near lawless, which some people liked. Every once in awhile, Rey would indulge her fantasies and think about what it would be like to actually live in a city like Coruscant—the upper levels, clearly.
What would it be like to not have to worry about being safe? Or having enough food? Or having a place to live for the long-term? It was a dream. And one that Ben seemed to be living. Her ire and, honestly, jealously must have been palpable because finally, after about an hour of standing near the front, hand on her hip in case her hidden blaster was needed, he noticed her.
Rey's breath caught as his eyes found her. His gaze skimmed over her, took in every inch of what she was wearing before rising again to hold her stare. She knew somehow that he'd been wanting to do that since he first saw her in his mother's study, and that made her feel powerful.
A slow smile spread across his face. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, a gesture she unconsciously mimicked. She'd kissed that mouth, more than once. Today, his makeup was made up in the colors of Naboo—deep reds trimmed in gold and black.
His full lips were painted white except for a red stripe painted in the middle. It reminded Rey of how he'd looked when she'd first seen him at Dev's—indolent, lazy, but hiding a keen mind and sharp eyes. It also made her realize that he must have held his matrilineage in some regard because he seemed to borrow fashion cues from Naboo, where his grandmother had been from.
She knew entirely too much about him now, but it was interesting to keep picking up little details. Truth be told, it was what kept her alive. His lips mouthed her name and she could feel her cheeks heating as she hurriedly looked away. The last thing she needed was for anyone to notice her, and he did nothing but attract attention considering everyone was interested in what he was doing and who he was doing it with.
By the time Rey worked up the nerve to look at the stage again, Ben was missing, his mother was finished with her speech and the crowd was slowly dispersing, which meant it was time for Rey to play the shadow game. Leia had a personal security detail, so Rey and Finn were there for spying, support, and to keep their eyes and ears open for any sort of issues.
So far, it had been quiet, aside from Rey's own internal monologue where she kept chastising herself for both not paying enough attention to the stage, and therefore Ben Solo, and paying too much attention to the stage, and therefore Ben Solo. It was good that he left. She'd been way too distracted by him anyway, when she was there to make sure nothing happened to his mother.
Leia and her entourage moved indoors. The festivities started with light dining and drinks before dinner was served in the main hall. Of course, Finn and Rey stood guard while all the Aristo's ate, but it was fine. Rey had been stuffing her cheeks with puffy cakes and other snacks since the waitdroids started making their rounds, so she was good and Rey knew Finn was smart enough to do the same.
Dinner was long, tedious, featured way too many courses and Rey had to bite her cheek to keep from voicing her outrage over the still mostly full plates that made their way back to the kitchens.
Stupid fucking wasteful Aristos, she fumed internally, while trying to maintain a placid look on her face. She hoped it worked. A few times, Ben looked over to where her and Finn were positioned—close enough to the entrance to keep tabs, but not close enough that they drew much attention. She wondered what he was thinking, but before she could catch his eye, he'd look back and talk to some nearby Aristo, and she was invisible once more.
The night dragged on. Dinner finished and everyone moved to the main hall where dancing and other celebrations were meant to take place. For the most part, this party was unbearably dull, even with the free snacks. Not like the typical Aristo affairs Rey had experience with—no available spice, definitely no orgies, no drama. People were drinking sensibly, talking in hushed, polite tones, basically acting like adults and it was all so...
"Boring?" A familiar voice startled Rey from her appraisal of the event.
"I don't know how you stand it," Rey replied before turning to look into the unbearably handsome face that had been haunting her dreams.
Up close, she could make out the flecks of purple shimmering against his skin and she wondered whether that was part of his signature look, or maybe it was his own signature color? She wouldn't ask, but given that he always seemed to get purple glitter on her, some way or another, she was beginning to suspect it has some significance.
"You get used to it after a few decades," he assured her with a wry smile. "Drink?"
Ben offered her a glass of bubbly wine. She shook her head. "I learned my lesson."
"I promise, this one isn't drugged."
"But I still think it'd be best to have a clear head for this," Rey said before shifting away from him, eyes back on the party. She thought it was a clear dismissal, but Ben, it seemed, only ever did exactly what he wanted.
Rey made out the faintest touch, the pad of his finger trailing ever so softly along her spine. His touch was electric and it took everything she had not to shiver, not to whimper, not to show exactly how much she'd missed that touch and how she desperately wanted more.
"You're the worst," she managed, words breathier than she'd have liked.
Ben let out a low chuckle. "But that's why you love me."
Rey huffed. "Whatever you say, Solo," she said, trying to ignore him and watch the boring as hell party. It wasn't working well, especially since his scent had managed to work its way closer, invading her senses with that dark lusciousness that was his alone.
Finally, she worked up her courage and told him what she'd should have said from the start, "You need to leave."
"Eventually."
"Not eventually, right now," she added firmly.
Ben sighed and, to her surprise, relented a little. "Fine, sweetness. I really can't deny you anything."
She didn't know what he meant by that, but she was both satisfied that he was leaving and sad that he was. But it was for the best, right? Just when she thought he was going to take his leave, he leaned in, close enough that only she could hear him and asked softly, "Maybe you and I can have a little fun later? See if you can find your way through the layers of my robes? Gods know, I'll have an easy enough time with you in that dress."
Rey choked in a breath, rounded on Ben and was about to get angry when she looked up into his eyes realized he was tooling with her. The ass. He was teasing her to perk her up. Maybe he did know her better than she thought?
"Fun? With you? Not bloody likely," she replied with a snort. Ben laughed. He liked her ire and seemed to appreciate her candor. It was… well, if she was being honest, it was refreshing to have someone appreciate for her she was, really, and not who she normally pretend to be.
So much of her life was filled with pretending, mostly to keep herself safe, or from being discovered by the many, many people who were hunting her, but it was also tiresome. And to be herself, even if it was with someone like Ben Solo… it felt comforting. And that he seemed to realize this thawed just a little bit of the icy, protective shell that Rey had built up over her shattered heart.
"Chin up, smuggler. There's still singing and cake to come," Ben said with a pained expression.
"Singing?"
"For my Name Day."
"Which means…"
"…You all get to stand around while I stand in the middle and everyone sings a song for my Name Day."
"Which you hate?"
Ben grimaced. "Which I hate."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"I figured it would help brighten your up your mood, and it seems to have worked. You're practically glowing."
Rey couldn't suppress her smile. "Okay, so maybe imagining you have to stand there and listen to all these ancient and boring Aristos as they sing you a Name Day song makes for a pretty funny image."
"Welcome to my life," Ben drawled.
"Sounds hellish," Rey offered.
"Indeed."
"Are there going to be candles on your cake?" she wondered.
"Undoubtedly."
"How many?"
Ben winked. "It's rude to ask and, besides, don't the gossip holos list my age, weight, measurements? Certainly, not all of my measurements," he assured her.
Rey coughed as her cheeks flushed. Just how the fuck did he know she read gossip holos about him? Well, regardless, the last thing she was going to do was admit it.
"I'm sure I don't know anything about you that hasn't been gleaned from either first-hand information, or for what I need to know for the job," she replied, tartly.
A slow smile spread across her face at the lie. "Of course," he purred.
And if she thought he was going to be deterred by her ire, she was sorely mistaken as Ben stepped closer, stared down at her, and paused for a beat as if he expected she'd step back. She didn't. Rey too stepped closer, rising to whatever challenge he seemed intent on giving, except he didn't tease her, or even try to tempt her.
Ben reached out slowly, hand coming up to trace over her cheek before settling gently against the side of her face. He touched her with a strange kind of reverence, almost as if he was surprised that she let him touch her at all. And, really, had he been anyone else, they'd have been sporting a broken fucking arm, but for Ben… Rey had to resist the urge to purr as his thumb softly traced along the curve of her jaw.
"You look…," he started, but stopped himself from finishing whatever he was going to say.
"Hmm?" Rey managed while softly pressing into his touch. Was he going to tease her about the dress? Or maybe he liked it? She knew he liked the color, at least. She hated how much she wanted him to like it and how much his opinion was coming to mean to her. As if she did anything solely for his approval, but still…
Ben's eyes traced over her, hitching on the low cut of her dress before sliding down to the high slit of the skirt.
"Packing?"
"Of course," Rey barely managed to reply.
Ben's lip quirked. "That's my girl."
Rey glared, but it was half-hearted. She was just about to tease him back when someone called his name. Ben sighed, broad chest expanding and contracting as his shimmering eyelids slid shut. It seemed like last thing he wanted was to go answer whoever it was wanted his attention.
"Till we meet again," he said softly before taking his hand back.
His touch lingered on her skin as he stepped away and long after he was gone. Quick as a Loth-cat he turned her mood and her world upside down. It was dangerous—he was dangerous, and her curiosity about him was dangerous too. But why? What was it about this Aristo that tempted and repelled her so much, especially when her good sense was, more often than not, fleeing as soon as he stepped into view?
Rey groaned softly before getting back to her job. It was going to be a long night.
Author's Notes:
Hey, I've got the flu lol so if there are any mistakes, you can blame the flu monster. Rating is definitely going up next chapter bc it's getting spicy, which means this will be edited. If you want to read the full version of chapter 6 (when it's out), head over to ao3 and search for Butterscotch Goddamn, or CNichole :) BEN'S BACK BENNNNNNN'S BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK Said to the tune of that kid in Hook lol. I missed Ben.
