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Chapter 19

Ben's POV:

He couldn't believe what they just did. Well he really couldn't believe anything from today. He was so proud of Rey at the beach and how fast she improved on her fear. Then they get to his apartment and have sex. It doesn't feel real... But clearly it is because Rey is laying naked in his bed. She is more beautiful than he thought. Of course he knew she would be beautiful but she's even better than he imagined. He did his best to be careful with Rey but also be how she wanted him to be. He was a little surprised that Rey wanted him to be more in control. He figured she'd want to be in control but he was wrong. It did make him feel better though because now he knows for sure she doesn't think his dirtier side is bad. She likes it...

Ben laid down next to Rey and held her against his body. She sighed and relaxed into his embrace.

"We really need to finish packing Ben..."

"I know... I don't want to move though."

"Me either." He finally got out of bed with a groan and put on some sweatpants. Rey covered herself up with a blanket. Ben could tell she was self conscious and he couldn't understand why. He sat down on his bed and then leaned over Rey.

"Why do you keep hiding your body from me?"

"I don't like it and I don't see how you would..."

"Ugh do I need to say what I said earlier at the beach again?"

"Just because you think that, doesn't mean I do. I don't see how you think my body is hot. You've told me things you like about it but I just don't get it." Oh Rey... What a weirdo.

"You're hot as fuck. Just say it."

"No."

"Say it Rey." She rolled her eyes and stayed silent.

"Rey... just say it. It's true." She groaned and closed her eyes.

"Nooo..."

"Rey..." She opened her eyes back up and looked at him in the eyes with a smirk on her face.

"And what will you do if I don't?" Is she being serious or dirty? He couldn't tell. The smirk is making him unsure.

"I'll punish you."

"I'm sure you would..." Definitely dirty and not serious by the way she's smiling.

"Rey seriously though. Say it."

"No."

"You're going to make me sad..." He frowned and she finally gave in.

"Ugh fine... I'm hot as fuck. Happy? That still doesn't change what I think about myself."

"Oh come on. What do you think think is so bad about yourself?"

"I hate my form first of all. I look like a fucking guy because I barely have any boobs and because I have so much muscle from dancing. I hate my arms and abdomen because they have cuts all over them, I'm too skinny, and I just don't think I look pretty." He didn't think any of that would bother her. He also didn't think about how her cutting scars would affect her.

"Babe... You're literally perfect in my eyes. I don't think you look like a guy. Your boobs are just fine, your muscle gives you awesome curves, you're not too skinny, and your cuts don't change anything for me. You're beautiful and I swear I'm not lying. If were talking about your personality then I have a whole other list of things that makes you beautiful. There is just one flaw that I notice..."

"What?"

"You don't believe anything I just said. I want that to change. At least try." She sighed and looked away.