Padme walked up the stone steps, her heels making a soft tapping noise as they hit the hard ground. She was distraught. One part of her felt bad about lying to Anakin, but another part of her knew it was worth it to see her true love. She sighed.
It had been going on like this for months; ever since she had fallen for him.
She loved his strange accent; the way it felt in her ears. She caught herself smiling just thinking about him. His smile, his clothes, his cute clumsiness. She giggled a little, then looked around to make sure that no one had heard her. No. She was alone. She finished walking up the steps and breathed in sharply, slightly out of breath. Of course, it didn't really matter, as he would take her breath away anyways. She was so close to seeing him, and she was so exited for it. Finally, she saw a familiar figure open the door and raise his arms.
"Padme!" He called to her.
"Hello!" She called back. They both wanted to kiss, but if anyone found out, it would be bad for her. But she decided that she shouldn't think about that as she walked into his house and he closed the door behind them. She relaxed as soon as he closed the door behind them. She didn't realize that she was holding her breath until she let it all out and fell into his soft arms. They sat in silence for a while, both of them completely relaxed. After what seemed like a second but was actually an hour, Padme realized that she should probably get going. "I love you," she whispered into his ear.
"Meesa loves yousa," he whispered back sexily, his lips pressed against her ear.
