35 – Gift
"Six months," he told her when he finally found her. Jaina, in the middle of her x-wing's maintenance, looked up. Her expression oscillated between pleasant surprise at his sight and clear annoyance at the distraction.
The moment he had realized he liked even her angry face he had known he had lost.
"We've been together for six months," Jag clarified. Jaina's face went from confusion to dawning realization, and then to worry.
"Does that mean I should have bought you something?"
"No. It means I brought you something."
At the sight, her face lit up.
"A hydrospanner? Aren't you romantic."