The Sweetest Taste

Chapter 27 - Morning light

BEEP.

BEEP.

Din glanced over the Comm device on the table.

He knew of course that he needed to answer it, but at this very moment did not want to move a muscle.

He glanced down at Lysa, still sleeping peacefully, against his shoulder.

Din's arm and legs had gone numb hours ago, but it was a small price to pay for ensuring her a restful sleep.

She had been through so much, and whatever Din could do to help her get over what Crix had put her through for so long, then he would do it.

She felt so warm beside him.

Her body pressed against his.

Her breathing- soft against his neck.

Even with his tunic covering him up to his chin, he could still feel the gentle flutter of her breaths against him. Still feel the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest against his beskar.

Din would have been content to stay like this with her for the rest of time. So close to her. Protecting her.

But there was that stupid beeping now, preventing him from doing that.

He knew he needed to answer it. For it could be information on Crix or his whereabouts. And yet Din yearned to stay with Lysa in his arms. Just as it should be.

Letting out a short sigh and being very careful, Din reluctantly retracted his arm from around her shoulder, shifting easily out from the space beneath her.

Lysa moaned slightly in her sleep, and Din swallowed hard at the reaction it immediately caused his body to have.

He cursed himself for these primal urges, knowing they were a distraction he could not afford himself now. And besides, a woman like Lysa would never want a man like Din. It was impossible.

Gently lowering her head and shoulders down onto the cushioned ledge, Din drew back as she snuggled her head into the soft material. Still sleeping soundly.

Din quickly moved over to a carbon storage container which stood just outside of the Refresher, picking out the softest blanket he owned, before placing it gently over her.

Her dress was rumpled and her hair tangled around her face, but to Din she looked like perfection. The kind of person he had thought he'd only ever imagine in dreams.

Not sleeping peacefully on his window ledge.

BEEP.

BEEP.

Din clenched his jaw at the disturbance, before letting out a huff and dragging his attention from Lysa. Instead crossing the room and plucking up the communicator and taking it outside where he knew it would not disturb her any more.

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"Mi-tah."

Lysa gave a small groan, shifting slightly.

"Tah," came the noise again, breaking her from her dreams.

Opening a bleary eye, Lysa found herself face to face with a pair of large black eyes, a mere half inch from her face.

She took in a breath, pulling back suddenly and sitting up, finally realising where she was.

Sunlight poured in through the window beside her, as Lysa, lying across the cushioned window seat, grasped at the thin blanket that had been placed over her...

...her mind suddenly flitting back to the early hours of the morning and why she was here.

The ledge beside her was empty. Din, who she had fallen asleep on, was no longer there beside her.