Kylo paid for the bill and signaled for Rey to follow him outside. Once there, she pulled out her phone.

"I'm just going to text Rose really quickly and let her know that I'm going to the salvage yard with you." Her fingers flew across the screen to type out the said message. "Okay, so I'll take the bus and meet you there. I'll go ahead and send you the address."

Kylo almost laughed, but he looked her face over and realized she was serious.

"You're serious? I implied that I was driving you."

"No, I would never inconvenience you like that."

"It's not a problem, trust me." The 'trust me' added onto his statement caused her to raise one of her eyebrows. She acted like she was skeptical that she could trust him. Similar to his own distrust, he understood and didn't press it anymore. At seeing her hesitation to accept his offer, he decided on a different tactic.

"If you let me drive you there, I'll actually consider letting you pay the next time we meet up." Rey perked up, then stuck out her chin defiantly.

"I thought we had already decided I was paying."

"No, I think you misunderstood the situation, Rey. Now, will you accept the deal?" Rey sighed in defeat and furrowed her brow.

"Fine, but this means I have to pay next time. I already feel like I owe you too much. Especially with the car." Kylo narrowed his eyes in response.

"You don't owe me anything."

"Yes I do! I owe you money for your car, money for coffee, and now a ride which I can't pay back because I don't have a car! I don't get it. I don't understand why you believe I don't owe you anything." Rey was worked up at first but slowly descended her tone to a sad whisper. She looked down at her shoes. Kylo held a look of sympathy as he gently lifted her chin to look up at him.

"If you want to be technical about it, my insurance pays for the car where you don't have to. I paid for the coffee and offered to drive you because of common curtesy and the respect I grew to give you in the past 30 minutes." He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "But most importantly, you don't owe me anything because I don't want you to." Rey was held in the perfect position for Kylo to just lean down and kiss her. A blush colored her cheeks beautifully, and her lips were slightly parted. She was flawless in every way Kylo could imagine. There was only one doubt gnawing at him. What if she didn't feel the same? She could be repulsed by the mere thought of him kissing her. No one has ever wanted him, so why should she? He wasn't good enough for her anyways. She was like the sun to his moon and radiated positivity and kindness, unlike him. He was suddenly sure that she would never want him, and he released her chin even when all he wanted to do was never let go. What he saw were the eyes of a woman who was disappointed that he didn't kiss her, he just didn't know it.

• • •

Rey followed Kylo to his car and noticed the dent in the front of it. She shied away from it with guilt and walked to the passenger side door. Her hand almost reached the handle before she paused.

"Are-are you sure? This is a really nice car, and I wouldn't want to mess it up anymore." Kylo exhaled slowly in a frustrated manner.

"Just get in the car, Rey." He managed to say through gritted teeth.

She did as he said and was wonderstruck. The BMW was beautiful, sleek, and expensive. These types of cars normally weren't her style (she preferred older cars), but she couldn't deny the attention to detail every part of the car was given to be perfect. Rey saw Kylo glance over and subtly smile with amusement at her expression. Her pulse skipped at his small smile, and she continued to admire the car.

"What do you think?" Rey wasn't paying attention to his question.

"Hmm?"

"What do you think of my car? I know you said you liked them."

"Yeah, normally I like older cars because I can afford to be in those, but this is the most breathtakingly beautiful and impressive car I've ever been in." She regarded his smirk of acknowledgment. The air of arrogance around him didn't affect her as it did at the coffee shop because now it seemed like all he wanted to do was impress her. If that was his objective, he accomplished it well.

"Good, so where to?" Rey pulled out her phone to check the address.

"It's a place called 'Chewie's Salvage Yard'." Kylo, who had pulled out from his parking spot into the street, slammed on the breaks. They both involuntarily sprung forward, only restrained by their seatbelts.

"Sorry." He muttered while deep in thought. A scowl entered his face, and Rey didn't know what to do. Against her better judgment, she reached for his hand to calm him down, but he immediately jerked away. Rejection throbbed throughout her entire body

"Are you okay? Do you not want to go?"

No response. Rey became worried.

"Kylo, it's okay. I understand if you don't want to talk about it and don't want to go. You don't have to explain it to me if you don't want to. I'm here for whenever you may need someone to listen or be there for you." She figured she may not get a response and was right. Silence followed her statement of acceptance. "I know it's kind of soon for someone you just met under poor circumstances yesterday to say that, but I mean what I say." Kylo let an almost silent string of laughter escape him at her words.

"Thank you." He mumbled. Rey didn't expect anything more to be said and sat in a somewhat tense but peaceful quiet for what was almost 10 minutes. She would love to stay with him for the rest of the day, but she really did need to get to the salvage yard.

"I wish I could stay, but I have to go take care of..." He was obviously sensitive to that salvage yard for a reason unknown, so she was gentle about leaving. "The aftermath of the wreck."

No response.

She sighed. "Have a good day, Kylo."

"Goodbye, Rey."