Going Up!

Chapter Twelve

As I approached Rose I stopped for a moment to take her in, she looked stunning in the floor  length, black, sequined dress that fit her figure perfectly. Her hair long, rich, mocha hair was worn swooped around to one side in thick, curled tendrils.

Jesus Finn, if you don't fuck her Poe will. I internally laughed at my own joke.

"Hey, what can I do to help you?" I asked her waving as I approached her smiling.

"Oh, thank Loki you're here!" She threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me tightly. "One of our speakers isn't going to make it and we need someone to fill a 15 minute slot and I'm fucking panicking."

"Oh shit, who didn't make it?" I chewed on my bottom lip trying to brainstorm with her.

"One of the lawyers who was helped off the streets when he was thirteen, he was supposed to tell his story. His wife went into labor an hour ago and he had to go." I could tell she was in full blown panic mode.

"Rose, this might be a really off the wall suggestion, but you could talk?" I looked at her hopefully.

"Oh God no." She looked horrified. "I could never."

"Rose, you're the reason we support this charity. You pushed for your agency to get behind this specific one. They literally helped you get off the streets and into a home. I could do it with you even if you want." I gave her a small smile.

"You would do that?" She looked up at me with her beautiful almond shaped brown eyes.

"Of course," I hugged her and she seemed to relax just a little.

"Ok, let me go tell the director to sub me in, I'll set out an extra chair for you beside me." She beamed at me.

I watched her gracefully stride across the stage towards the booth and start talking to a gentleman with a mic. Feeling like my job was done I went back to find my man.

Oh, and find him I did, "Rey, did you really steal his car?" Was the first question Ben asked as I approached the group of now four men. Apparently Harrison Ford had enjoyed Ben's company so much he joined the trio of men.

"Oh, my God. No! I didn't STEAL IT!" I borrowed it." I rolled my eyes at Harrison.

"Sure" he scoffed. "Let a guy know next time your gonna borrow is 1966 BRITISH RACING GREEN AUSTIN HEALEY 3000!!!" He practically yelled the last part and of course everyone around us darted their eyes in our direction. I turned a bright shade of pink tucking my face behind my hands.

"Oh, my God Harrison people are gonna think you're serious, stop!!" I doubled over in laughter. "You've got to stop showing up to events and trying to cause scenes."

"These things are boring." He shrugged at me, giving me a big hug in apology and waving off everyone around us. Slipping out of our embrace, I turned into Ben's left arm and his hand settled on my hip as we continued our conversation.

"You and Ben figure out how to kill off your character so you can retire yet?" I laughed, teasing Harrison who tells me every time he sees me that as soon as they kill his character in Star Wars he will finally be able to retire peacefully.

"Actually, the kids got some good ideas I might need to give him a call." He nodded at Ben a twinkle in his eye.

Laughing, I looked up at Ben, "Oh yea? You're gonna be the one to kill off everyone's favorite smuggler? Let me know how that goes." I rolled my eyes at him smiling at how much fun he seemed to be having this evening.

Music began playing, signaling us to be seated for the speakers to begin. I quickly let Ben know that I needed to sit with Rose due to the change in lineup with the speakers and asked if he minded sitting with Poe and Finn.