A Disturbance in the Force
Chapter 10 - Now on the Archive!
Those thoughts stayed with her long after Poe and Finn found their own beds, after sheâd checked on Little Poe for the seventh time, after sheâd examined that pesky crack above her bed to distraction. With a sigh, she admitted the obvious: she wouldnât be sleeping that night.
And if she was secretly thrilled as she pulled on a thin wrap - the temperature had finally dipped, a little preview of fall - and headed out toward the courtyard, well now wasnât the time to parse those feelings, now was it?
Sheâd been so preoccupied - with the strange feelings the evening had brought up, with her own hurry to get out to the tree - that she hadnât noticed the steady drumming of rain until she was already outside, stopping herself under the overhang just short of getting drenched.
No, no, no, she thought as the rain came down in sheets, the inky darkness of the night sky obscured by clouds. She needed to see the sky and stars, sit under the tree, maybe with some companyâŚ
âFuck,â she whispered to nobody in particular, the word feeling sharp and daring on her tongue. That was twice in one day. If she wasnât careful, it would become a habit.
âFancy seeing you here.â
The voice came from her right, deep and familiar even in the dark. But that familiarity didnât stop her from jumping at the surprise, the âFuck!â out of her mouth before she had a chance to think better of it. See, a habit.
She looked down in time to see Poeâs little smile at her reaction.
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