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This was an extremely unusual mission. Sabine couldn't think of any similar assignments, and she'd worked with the Ghost crew long enough before Ezra arrived… Speaking of Ezra.
She is so tired of him! Almost every damn day he flirted with her! All sorts of silly jokes and compliments irritated her, and his often smiling face really wanted to hit her hard.
However, all this ended after six months, and now she did not hear such remarks. The Mandalorian wouldn't admit it, but sometimes she missed them. On the other hand, she and Ezra had gotten along more or less well, and now she didn't always want to hit him when he said something stupid. You might say they became friends.
"Remind me again," Sabine said to Hera. – Why does it have to be us?"
"First of all, this dress," the Twi'lechka smoothed the fabric on the girl, " is only suitable for you. Secondly, the owner of this institution has a nephew and niece who are teenagers, not adults.
"All right," the Mandalorian agreed sourly. "But why the dress? Couldn't I at least wear trousers?"
"Everyone will be beautifully dressed. You won't fit in with the crowd if you wear pants... ah, what a beauty you are!
"Hera..." the girl moaned. "Don't..."
"Hey, Sabine!... Wow! - The Jedi who had just entered gasped. - "Wow! You're so ... so ... beautiful!
"Ezra!" Hera exclaimed. "What if Sabine was naked?"
"Then he would have seen my strong abs," the girl replied matter-of-factly, though her face was a little flushed at the compliment.
«What the hell, Sabine? - she thought. - "That's just a compliment! Why are you blushing?"
"Anyway, don't rush in like that," Hera said. "Nice suit, Ezra.
"I agree," the Mandalorian nodded, glancing at the teenager. – You really don't look bad."
"I told you," Kanan said proudly, also entering the room.
"Kanan! Hera exclaimed again. – You're setting a bad example for Ezra!"
"He was already here," the older Jedi defended. – What's the point of knocking if the door is open?"
"Ahhhh," the Twi'lechka said, frowning. "Ezra, I just hope you'll knock next time."
"All right, Hera," he said. "So, when do we leave?"
"The ghost is an hour's flight away," she said, and left the cabin.
"Don't fight each other," Jarrus said, following Hera out of the room. – You can do it after the mission.
"I've told you many times that you shouldn't come into my room without knocking," Sabine said accusingly.
- Are you afraid that your abs aren't as strong? - Bridger chuckled.
"When the mission is over, we'll spar and I'll beat you up," the Mandalorian threatened.
"We're all inside, " Hera said into the comlink when the four of them met inside the building.
"Have fun," Zeb said, then cut the connection.
"So, you two," Jarrus said to the teenagers. - Playing the role of...
"Speaking of which, Kanan," Sabine interrupted. "When Ezra and I visited, I wasn't recognized as the niece of the owner of this house. I was supposed to be his nephew's fiancée.
"Oh," the older Jedi muttered. – But that doesn't really change the situation. Anyway, it was Ezra's job to break into "his uncle's" office and steal the information we needed.
"Yes, but what the hell! The Mandalorian continued to complain.
"Sabin, you can fight another time, but today we need to get that data, " Hera clarified. "So, hold your grudges… Okay, now go and blend in with the crowd.
With that, the Twi'lechka grabbed Jarrus ' elbow and they left. And the teenagers remained standing on the spot.
"So -" Ezra, who hadn't spoken before, began awkwardly.
"You've already been told that we need to blend in first," the Mandalorian reminded him. – So don't make it..."
"Yes, yes, I understand," Bridger interrupted. "Let's go get a drink."
"Are you old enough to drink?" the girl chuckled.
"We were told to blend in," he said, already taking her hand. – And where is the best place to do this, if not at the bar?
Sabine looked first at their clasped hands, then at the boy.
"Ah, got it," the Jedi said quickly, and they headed for the bar.
Everything was going well enough. They ordered, sat down at the table, and were served a drink. Even a pleasant conversation ensued. Namely, they remembered their last prank on Chopper. But they were suddenly approached by a left-handed girl with pink hair, dressed in trousers and a tight blouse.
"Hera told me something there," the Mandalorian muttered.
- What? - Ezra asked.
"No, nothing," she snapped. "Girl, do you need something?"
"Yes," she said, smiling softly, and then turned to the boy. - Hello! Do you want to dance? I'm Violetta.
"I'm sorry, but this guy is my boyfriend," Sabine clarified, clinging to Bridger's arm. "So, he will only dance with me."
"Oh, how jealous you are," the woman who had come up earlier chuckled. — Okay. Honey, I'll be at the other table if you want, " she pointed.
"Get lost," the Mandalorian said as gently as she could, and Violetta left, blowing Ezra a kiss.
"You're really jealous," the Jedi smiled.
"And I remind you that we're still going to be sparring, so, the more you talk now, the more painful it will be for you later.
"Oh, all right," Bridger muttered. "You're boring," he glanced back a couple of times. I went to get some information, and you wait here. Well, or in another place. In short, see you later.
After that, Ezra left, and Sabine continued to sit, since she wasn't interested in going somewhere, and at least there was a drink here.
"What took you so long?" The Mandalorian exploded when the Jedi arrived. – You've been gone for almost an hour!"
"I'm sorry," he said. – I was noticed by our friend, I had to tinker to get her unhooked.
"But you took the data?" – said the girl. – And how did you get rid of her?"
The Jedi opened his jacket, revealing a disk in an inner pocket. – I used the Jedi art of mind-forcing.
"And it worked?"
"Almost," he sighed. – In the end, I had to tell her about how you and I were planning to spend our honeymoon.
"Speaking of which," the Mandalorian began awkwardly, startling the boy. "Don't look at me like that. I may be a warrior, but I'm also a girl.
"Okay," Ezra said. "What do you want?"
"Can we... dance?" Sabine asked quickly.
Bridger was so surprised that he didn't say anything.
"Oh, forget it...
"No, no," the Jedi interrupted. – I was just confused. This is different from your usual behavior.
"So, do you agree?" – What is it? " she asked again.
"Yes, yes, of course," Ezra said. "Um... shall we go?"
The Mandalorian nodded in silence, and then they got up and went to the dance floor. She felt awkward, especially around Bridger. She reassured herself that they were going to have a sparring match later, where she would beat everything out of him.
"You've never danced before?" The Jedi asked once they were on the dance floor.
"It was a couple of times, but it was a long, long time ago," Sabine admitted. – There's no time for dancing when you're the heir to the Wren Clan… What is this? – What is it? " she asked as the music changed to a slower tempo.
"I don't think you'll be so interested right now," Ezra clarified.
— Why is that?"
— It's a slow dance ... mostly done by... couples.
"Well, I'm not really interested in it, a dance is a dance," the girl said. "So shut up and let's dance."
"Okay, I'll show you how, but then don't swear at me," he said.
Receiving a nod, the Jedi took the Mandalorian's hands and placed them on his shoulders, placing his own on her thighs. Then they began to sway slowly.
"I wouldn't be interested in that myself," Sabine said.
Ezra didn't say anything, because he was enjoying it. He knew that this was a one-time "promotion», and it probably wouldn't happen again, so he focused all his deep-seated feelings on this moment.
Only the guy clearly overdid it, because after a while of such swaying, he began to lean forward, and after a second his lips touched the girl's lips, and his hands pressed her to him.
He only realized what was happening when he felt fingers digging into his shoulders.
"Oh, I'm sorry -" Ezra began, pulling away abruptly.
But the Jedi was quickly cut off грубо as the Mandalorian grabbed him roughly by the neck and pulled him back. The girl used her tongue with all her might, which made the guy practically melt, because no one had ever kissed him like that. He tried to respond but was quickly overwhelmed by his more dominant girlfriend. He didn't really mind, though.
After a while, Sabine pulled away, but her nails were still digging into the skin of his neck.
"Ah," Bridger said, blushing.
"That you've never been kissed like this before?" The Mandalorian chuckled, though her face was just as red.
"Yes..." he drawled, still moving away from the kiss.
"Don't tell me that was your first kiss," she moaned.
"Why don't you say anything?" Sabine asked irritably when there was no answer.
"You said not to talk about it."
"You idiot! The Mandalorian exclaimed softly.
"So, um..." the guy stammered. "Are we a couple now?"
"No," the girl snapped. – But maybe sometime in the future... consider it a test drive... did you even enjoy it?"
"Yes," Bridger said without hesitation. – I'm glad you were my first.
"Let's keep such statements to yourself," the Mandalorian said. – At least until we're together..."
"So, we will?"
"Perhaps! – What is it? " she repeated. "Ah, let's find Hera and Kanan," Sabine muttered, and they left the dance floor holding hands; Ezra didn't mention it, just smiled.
However, after a while I decided to clarify:
- Since we have established contact, maybe we won't hold sparring sessions...
- No!