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Chapter 5: Funny Running into You

Han tried. He really tried. At least, he thought he had. Still Leia had given him no encouragement or reason to believe he was getting anywhere romantically with her. They had spent the last few weeks on base since their return from the last mission in what could best be called 'disengagement'. However, the more he tried to approach her, the more she would flatly shut him down and at some point began making herself seriously scarce.

He thought about her. He had chuckled to himself about how pathetic he had become when he thought about kissing her more than having sex with her. It was eye-opening, the deeper feelings she stirred within him.

It was the very next day he ran into her. Literally. Neither one apologized to the other. In fact, she glared at him seemingly for daring to cross her path at all. He couldn't think anything other than how beautiful she looked when all fired up at him like that.

Although angry, the passion behind those eyes flicked on some sort of launch sequence in his nether region that caused him to stare back at her with intent. She must have recognized the look in his eyes because she took a step back.

Unfortunately, the wall directly behind her foiled her plan for a quick escape. Han let his slow sexy smile slide up his face and leaned his arms against the wall on either side of her before leaning his mouth to her ear.

"I'm so hard for you, Princess."

"I said 'never again', Captain," she stammered not leaving his eyes.

"I'm saying 'right here, right now.'"

Her breathing had become hard enough for her chest to heave up and down visibly. Her deep brown eyes had quickly dilated. Han knew she was as aroused as he was at that moment. The accompanying familiar flash in her eyes confirmed that she was actually considering it.

Noise of people heading their way down an adjoining corridor disrupted their intimate virtual lock on each other.

"No," she blustered as she abruptly pushed him back with both palms.

They stood in silence as the people passed by without so much as glancing their way and disappeared down the hallway.

Han sighed. The moment broken and now currently irretrievable, he had to think of something fast or he may not see her again for who knew how long. Her avoidance techniques were quite good.

"Okay, tell you what. Why don't you skip the mess hall tonight and come have dinner with Chewie and me?"

"No, thank you," she replied with polite distance in her voice and demeanor.

"C'mon, I'll make your favorite. When was the last time you had that, huh?"

Han could feel her resolve wanting to waver, but he knew she wouldn't give in that easily. That's okay, he had an idea. "What's the matter? You don't trust Chewie to be a big enough chaperone for you?"

"I trust Chewie, but how do I know you haven't already convinced him that I somehow want him to leave us alone?"

Han shook his head and chuckled at that. "You think too much, Princess. Chewie would never desert you if you told him to stay, regardless of what I would tell him to do. You know that."

"You're right about that," she reconsidered. "All the same, it's still a no."

Han shifted on his feet, trying to not get exasperated. "Fine, why don't you bring your favorite aspiring Jedi then? I'm sure he can protect you from me."

That was the ticket, the golden-haired ticket to success.

"Well, okay, if he's available, then I'll go."

"I'm sure he's available, Sweetheart." Han rolled his eyes. He knew the kid would make himself available. Anything for the Princess. "Besides, it'll be good to see him."

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