Click.

The air was suddenly humid and steamy, making kinda hard to breath. Water was nearby. It was falling like rain. Even though she couldn't see it, the feeling was still there. Where is she?

She turned around once more and there he was. Completely nude.

Her mouth dropped and he was just as shocked as she was.

"Can you put on towel or something?! Oh my gosh!"

"I'm in the shower! It's not like I was expecting you!"

At first, she covered her mouth but couldn't stop staring. Then she did the mistake of looking down.

"Oh Maker! I looked! Oh Force!"

She covered her eyes.

"Rey-"

"No, shut up! I'm not looking! I'll just face over here until it's over!"

This was a nightmare. She was trying so hard not to look and she did.

"Rey."

Why is he so calm about this?!

"What're you feeling?"

His voice was right at her ear.

"Panicked," she replied.

She felt his hands hovering over her shoulders. A chill ran through her until she leaned back into his hands. This felt right, him touching her.

"What do you feel?" He asked again in her hair.

She had to take several breaths until she relaxed, finally hearing him. Her heart was still pounding against her chest but she finally could think.

Her body eased in his hands. "I feel your wet hands on my shoulders. The heat of the water. Steam filling my lungs. Water soaking into my clothes."

"Interesting," he huffed out on her neck. His lips partially brushed her bare neck as he spoke, sending electricity down her spine.

She kept her eyes closed as he slid his hands down her arms, entwining his fingers around hers and wrapping both their arms around her waist. This brought her closer to him, pressing her back into his dripping chest. His wet hair tickled her neck as droplets fell down onto her collarbone. He rested his head on her shoulder, making her lean back even further against him.

How is this happening? How is the Force this strong between them?

"Ben," she breathed.

She turned around, still pressed to him. Oh my gosh, she could feel him!

"Kiss me."

One hand stayed on his chest and the other went to his silky wet hair.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He placed a hand on her neck, keeping his other arm locked around her waist.

She closed her eyes as he leaned in.

His lips were taking an eternity to reach hers but she was not going to push him. She swore she could see the Bond physically trying to connect. Her heart was pounding in her throat. Through all the heat and humidity, she could feel his breath in her mouth.

She needs him here, really here.

These little trysts aren't cutting it anymore.

"Rey, where are you?"

Seriously?!

Someone was coming. They both looked up to the sound.

"I don't want to let you go," he whined.

She gave him a small smile before kissing his cheek, "We'll see each other again."

She stepped back and she was out. The air wasn't hot anymore. The sound of the shower was gone. Her clothes weren't wet or disheveled as expected when she tried fixing them.

"Where the hell have you been? We're going to start soon."

Poe started walking away the same way he came.

"I said I wasn't going to do it. I'm not going to kill him."

Especially not after that.

She licked her lips.

"It's not about that. We have something else to talk about."

Rey was angry. So much anger has been building in her lately and she has been letting it flow. This, all of this, was the main cause.