trust

part eighteen

it wasn't long before we left. din, rex, padme and cal took the razor crest, while obi wan, ani and i took their shuttle.

i was sat opposite anakin in the main area of the ship, my legs were crossed up on the seat, and i was focused on my book.

he kept trying to get my attention by coughing, everytime i looked up he would smirk. causing me to laugh.

"ahem." he coughed, covering his mouth and tapping his foot.

"oh my - can i read?" i scoffed, slamming my book shut.

"alright alright." he laughed, holding up his hands, and carried on with the tapping of his feet.

"thank you." i sighed, returning to my book.

he yawned, and i peered over the top my book. catching his gaze.

"what're you looking at?" i asked, my eyes moving back to the book.

"i'm listening to you read. you read well." he grinned, sitting beside me and laying his head on the wall of the ship behind us.

"thank you." i giggled, "i love reading if you couldn't tell."

"may i?" he asked, referring to the book.

"of course, i'd like to hear you read." i smiled, passing him the book. i rested my head on his lap, looking up at him with the book in hand.

"where am i starting?"

"page 120."

"okay - here i go." he took in a deep breath. and started reading.

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.

Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.

You kiss by the book."

"you read beautifully." i grinned, brushing his cloak with my fingers.

he laughed, blushing hard. "why, thank you m'lady."

obi wan stepped into the room, coughing to get our attention.

"am i interrupting something?" obi wan blurted out, causing me to jump up from anakin's lap.

"no of course not." anakin laughed, sitting up and holding the book behind his back.

"well in that case - we're here." obi wan smirked, leaving the room.

the two of us burst out laughing, hoping in our minds that obi wan didn't hear our conversation.

"you should read to me more often." i smiled, cupping anakin's cheek.