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❛ by now, i’m sure you have heard i have been promoted . . . ❜ he approaches delicately, hands clasped behind his back. he will not look at @regaldiplomat. even so, this observation cannot be the reason for such anxiety to combat his usual tranquil disposition, she must know; he has come to be known as the great negotiator in his time as a jedi knight, but he is simply no match for the negotiation that was soon to come . . . steely logic could not dredge him from the pit of human enamorment that he has fallen into.

how    could    they    be    dangerous?    two    sides    of    a    coin,    melded    together    so    perfectly    it    seemed    wrong    to    part    from    her    side.    unfair,    she    says!    as    if    she    does    not    steal    the    very    breath    from    his    lungs    at    the    barest    hint    of    a    smile.    her    love    was    his    altar,    his    only    place    of    worship    in    this    rotten    world.    "    when    we're    together,    we're    the    only    two    people    in    the    galaxy    i    care    to    think    about.    "    words    whispered    as    head    turns,    lips    grazing    the    palm    of    her    hand    before    continuing    their    trek    along    the    length    of    each    bony    finger.    a    kiss    for    each    protruding    knuckle,    the    space    between    her    thumb    and    forefinger,    the    tips    of    each    and    every    finger    worked    so    tirelessly    to    make    the    galaxy    a    better    place.