What are you doing?' Ben asked as he caught Rey giggling and leaning against Hux's office door.

'Rey and Hux are doing it!' she whispered.

'And you are listening in like a fucking pervert for what reason?' Ben asked.

Rey rolled her eyes.

'Alright party pooper. I'll get back to work.'

'Actually, I have something I want to discuss with you,' he said indicating with his head for her to follow him.

Rey followed him into his office and shut the door behind her.

'So, what is it you want to discuss?' she said arching her eyebrow and wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him and slipped the key she had stolen earlier back into place.

Ben groaned as she flicked her tongue into his mouth.

'I like your thinking Rey, but I did actually have something I wanted to discuss with you.'

Rey pouted and pulled away.

'And I know you took that key, we'll discuss that later,' he gave her a loaded look that had her pressing her thighs together.

Ben sat down in his chair and Rey plonked herself down in his lap.

'So, what are we doing here?' Rey asked.

'I just wanted to ask your opinion on who you think I should send to this conference; I have to send two employees and I'm not sure who would be a good pairing. You know I'm not much of a people person.'

Rey snorted.

'Understatement of the year.'

Ben jerked his hips and Rey yelped in his lap.

'Okay point taken I'll be quiet,' she said with a giggle.

Ben leaned forward and clicked his mouse.

'This is the hotel where the conference is being held.'

Rey leaned forward to get a better look and Ben moaned as she squirmed in his lap.

'Ooooh this is fancy! Why aren't we going?' she asked.

Ben hissed in a breath and grabbed her hips to keep her still.

'I do actually have to run this company, Rey. Although I accept you have made it your mission in life to sabotage that aim at every opportunity.'

'Yup.'

'So, who do you think I should send?'

'Connix and Randy.'

'What? Are you high? Connix the very serious web designer and Randy the incompetent intern?'

'Yes.'

'Why on earth would I send them?'

'Because I asked you to,' Rey said leaning back to kiss his cheek.

'If I agree to this what do I get out of it?'

'Laid.'

'Sold.'

Ben opened up his email and fired off a message to Connix and then to Randy letting them know they were to attend the conference and it wasn't negotiable.

'Now let's call the hotel and book a room,' Rey said, picking up the phone and calling the hotel number.

'Don't you mean rooms,' Ben murmured nuzzling at her neck.

'Nope I mean room.'

'Rey, we're not cutting costs, we can spring for two separate—'

Rey put her finger into the air to silence him as the call connected.

'Yes, hello! Can I please book a room for Thursday? Yes one double room please.'

Ben raised his eyebrows, but Rey ignored him and continued laying out the details.

'Yes that's on account. Thank you!'

Rey hung up the phone and grinned at Ben.

'What are you up to?' Ben asked.

'Just a little bit of prank match making. Don't worry, everything will be fine. I promise.'

'I'm still picking glitter out of my hair little miss everything will be fine.'

Rey kissed him roughly.

'I thought you needed a bit of sparkle in your life?' she murmured against his lips.

'You are more than a bit of sparkle. You're a whole god damn fireworks display,' he said lovingly before losing himself in her attentions.

Connix stared at the email. There had to be some sort of mistake. Why would Ben Solo want her to attend a conference with Randy?

She called Ben's office. The call connected and Connix heard female laughter and then a shriek.

'Hello Ben's office!' Rey stated cheerfully.

Connix rolled her eyes.

'Rey, can I speak to Ben please?'

'Oh hi Connix, no he can't come to the phone right now, he's...otherwise occupied.'

She heard deep mumbling in the background and then more laughter from Rey.

'Is this about the email?' Rey asked.

'Actually it is, I just wanted to check—'

'It's all arranged, you and Randy are to attend the conference on Thursday. I've booked a room for you Thursday evening.'

'Can I just ask—'

The line went dead. Connix replaced the receiver and slumped back into her chair.

Oh well, she was going whether she wanted to or not and she was going to have to babysit that bloody intern.

She drummed her fingers on her desk and reassessed the situation. Maybe a night away would be nice, a great big hotel room all to herself, room service on the company, maybe there would even be a bath! Connix didn't have a bath in her tiny flat, just a small shower cubicle.

She started to feel much happier about the situation. Sure she would have to look after Randy during the day, but the evening would be all hers to do as she wanted. Randy could amuse himself after office hours. She smiled to herself, maybe the trip wouldn't be a total disaster after all.

Randy looked at the email from Mr Solo and almost spat out his blue icy. The thought of having to go to a conference was enough by itself to make his palms start to sweat but knowing he was going with Connix? He put a hand over his heart to try and calm down his palpitations.

Randy had been an intern at First Order Inc for three months, seven days and three hours and he has been in love with Kaydel Connix for three months, seven days, two hours and fifty-five minutes.

Kaydel or Connix as everyone seemed to refer to her, although Randy preferred her first name, was Randy's perfect woman.

She was effortlessly cool, brutally honest and so very beautiful that he hadn't actually plucked up the courage to talk to her yet. Not even so much as a good morning passed his lips when he saw her. How on earth was he going to get through this trip?

Randy pulled off his beanie hat and ran a hand through his blonde hair. This was fine, there would probably not be that many opportunities for them to talk anyway. They would travel to the hotel separately and have to be quiet as they attended the seminars.

Kaydel would probably want to eat her dinner alone and they would retire to their separate rooms early in the evening no doubt.

It was going to be fine. She would never find out his secret and everything would stay exactly the same with her continuing to be oblivious to his existence and him admiring her like a love sick puppy from afar.

Yes he felt sure the trip would be as boring and mundane as any other work day.

'What do you mean there's only one room booked?' Kaydel yelled at the nervous receptionist.

The terrified girl tapped at her keyboard once more.

Randy cleared his throat and shifted from foot to foot anxiously behind Connix. She was so fiery. He was equal parts afraid and aroused.

'I'm sorry Miss, but there was only one booking made.'

Kaydel took a deep breath.

'Okay. Well that's a mistake, can we please have another room?'

The poor girl behind the desk looked as if she wanted to run away.

'I'm afraid we're fully booked because of the conference.'

'What?' Kaydel roared.

Randy felt his dick twitch in his pants. God he wished she would shout at him like that.

Pervert he told himself.

Kaydel glanced at him and his heart hitched in his chest. He straightened up.

'Please tell me, the room has two beds?' she growled.

'I'm afraid there's only one double.'

'Of course there is,' Kaydel muttered as she grabbed the key card and headed for the lift leaving Randy frozen at the reception desk with their luggage in his hands.

'Come on then!' she called back.

Randy jumped and ran to catch up with Kaydel.

'One bed,' he whispered to himself incredulously as he joined her in the lift.

They reached the room and Connix didn't offer to help with the bags or hold the door for him as he followed her into the room. He plodded in after her and dropped the bags in the centre of the room.

Connix was standing with her back to him and her hands on her hips. She turned around and glared at him.

'Well you'll have two choices later on the floor or the bath, it's up to you which you choose.'

Randy just stared at her.

'Well let's get back downstairs the first Seminar starts in ten minutes.'

She strode confidently back out of the room and Randy hunched along after her.

They exited the lift on the ground floor and Randy stood aside to allow Connix to leave first.

He loved the way she walked. She swayed her hips from side to side and occasionally flicked her highlighted hair over her shoulder.

He let out a sigh as he watched her and panicked when she turned suddenly to address him.

'Did you say something?' she asked.

He shook his head jerkily. Connix narrowed her eyes at him but seemingly accepted his answer. They retrieved their name badges as they completed their registration at the welcome desk and entered conference room B for the first of many boring, long winded talks neither of them really wanted to hear.

Randy didn't hear a word the speaker Amilyn Holdo said which was strange because she was a very beautiful woman and usually Randy would have been be unable to take his eyes off her.

The problem was that Connix was sitting so close to him, her thigh was pressed up against his and he couldn't concentrate on anything else.

He desperately wanted to move his leg so he could feel his leg brush against hers, but he was afraid to.

Suddenly Connix dropped the pen she was using to make notes and swore under her breath. Randy noted with wide eyes that the pen had landed right in between his open legs.

Would she? She wouldn't surely…

His question was answered when Connix leaned over him and put her hand down in between his legs to retrieve her pen.

Randy froze in place. Her head was against his chest. He could smell her coconut shampoo. He did everything he could to control the situation in his pants. Seriously what did she think was going to happen if she put her head there? And why was this taking so long? It seemed as if she had been fishing between his legs for hours.

Her head dipped lower, and he could feel his cheeks redden. He closed his eyes and tried to think about anything that might kill the steadily burgeoning erection in his pants. People were starting to notice what was happening and the scene didn't look good. Randy heard the whispered giggling all around him. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter and wished he was anywhere but conference room B.

'Ah ha!'

Finally, Connix located her pen and raised it up in the air triumphantly. Then she remembered where she was and saw the people around her looking at them and noticed Randy's red cheeks and ears and she suddenly looked horrified and ran out of the hall.

Randy watched her go, desperately wanting to say something but not knowing what was appropriate. He grabbed his things and hers which she had left in her haste to escape the situation and ducked out of the hall as quickly as he could.

He found her sitting on a sofa near the entrance with her head in her hands. He sat down next to her trying to be as quiet as a giant man lowering himself onto a small couch could be.

Connix peaked at him through her fingers.

'Is there anyway that didn't look as bad as I thought it did?' she asked.

Randy didn't say anything.

'That's what I thought,' she said, putting her head in her hands once more. Then her head snapped up quickly and she looked at Randy intensely.

'Why can't I ever just accept help? I could have just asked you to get my pen for me but no, I had to get it myself and make it look like I was...servicing you.'

She blushed violently and Randy let out a shaky breath. Connix looked at him sympathetically.

'Look you don't have to hang around with me. Go. Save yourself.'

Connix put her head back in her hands. Randy looked down at her and took a deep breath. He put a hand on her back gently and she looked at him with interest.

'Drink?' he asked, his heart stood still, waiting for her to respond.

She smiled back at him.

'You're buying.'