Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.
Characters: Han Solo / Leia Organa
Rated: K
Genre: Romance
"Dance with me."
"Here?"
"Here." He took her hand, guided them in a slow circle.
"Why are we dancing, here?" Large brown eyes sweeping the abandoned conference room, until a moment ago bussled with the daily commerce, defence and trade committees which fed the massive heart of the New Republic.
"We're celebrating." His answer whispered through her hair.
"Celebrating what?" She leaned into his chest, military-inspired brass jacket buttons cool against her cheek.
Silence wrapped around them for a long moment, his breath came again, brushing warm against her ear.
"Us."
