When Ben suddenly rolls away from her and disappears, Rey spends a brief moment in despair, wondering if she might have gone too far. Before she can feel even a flash of hurt, she realizes that she can still feel him, and he’s coming to her.

Rey smiles giddily and buries her face in her pillow for a long moment, trying to calm herself down for one long, futile moment. Eventually she swings herself off of the bed and heads for the front door, feeling her heart pound as he gets closer and closer.

Never, never. They’ll never be alone again.

Once it gets to the point where she can actually hear his feet pounding on the pavement outside, she pulls the door open and gasps at the shock of cold night air that makes her skin pebble. And then he’s there, right in front of her, with his chest heaving and his hair blown back away from his face.

“I take it that’s a yes,” she breathes out, grinning up at him.