Ha... This totally isn't six months late... whoops.
Rey was doing this on purpose. She was. And he hated it.
Her lips were a glistening shade of pink, the color mostly natural looking. Ben watched her lips as they teased, taunted, and tempted him, not actually hearing a word she was saying.
They had haunted him during the day as he suffered through a series of phone calls, meetings, and paperwork. They left him waiting, aware that he had to be patient if he wanted his afternoon reward when he left work and returned home.
Finally, as she giggled about some mishap that occurred earlier that day when she met with Rose and Finn for lunch, Ben released himself from his mask of feigned interest in her conversation and pressed his mouth to hers.
He gave a soft hum from the back of his throat as they parted, the sense of urgency fading from his thoughts.
"Cherry." It was more of a statement rather than question. He knew his guess was correct as he licked his bottom lip to savor the lingering sweet taste.
"Cherry." Rey nodded and smiled before raising herself to kiss him again. "Tomorrow's flavor will be a bit more challenging."
He didn't care. Rey's Lip Gloss Game was easily Ben's favorite.