(A/N-Ty to Lynn for beta reading this. Also thanks to all who read, review, follow, fav. Appreciate you all.)

Kylo had just finished a phone call, and was going to start getting ready for his dinner with Rey when his cell phone rung again. He looked at the number and saw that it was Rey calling him. "Rey, it's good to hear from you."

"Hi, I was wondering if I could change tonight to tomorrow? My roommate is sick and I really want to be here for her, but I also want to see you...I mean..." Rey stammered.

Kylo smiled at her honesty. He wanted to see her, all of her. But he also understood the pull to help her friend. "I'd love to see you tomorrow then. Is there anything I can do to help you with your friend?"

"No, she'll be alright, but I just didn't want to leave her," Rey said.

"Well, you call me if you need anything, sweetheart," Kylo said.

"I will, thank you," Rey said.

There was silence as the seconds ticked, neither had ended the call.

"Rey?" Kylo asked.

"I'm still here," Rey said.

"I don't wish to say goodbye either," Kylo said.

"The same," Rey said softly. "But, I do need to let you go."

"Must you?" Kylo said teasingly.

"Yes, oh I thought I might pick you up and show you some of my world during the afternoon?" Rey asked.

"Ok, but only if I get to have the evening with you?" Kylo asked.

"It's a deal," Rey said.

"Goodbye, Rey. Until then," Kylo said.

"Bye, Kylo," Rey said as they finally said goodbye.

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The next afternoon, Rey pulled her car to a stop in front of Kylo's home. Cutting the engine, she wiped her clammy hands against her jeans-clad legs and stared at the gray stone mansion. It was Italianate, with a white columned entrance and a stone balustrade lining its high, flat roof. Marble steps led to the front door. Wide and graceful Palladian windows flanked the entire length of the first floor, each opening to individual balconies, which overlooked a priceless view of New York.

Like the man who lived there, it was a house that spoke of quiet wealth and good of her doubts. All the reasons why a relationship between her and Kylo would never work, hit her like a blow, taking her breath away. Because of her attraction to Kylo and the feelings she was beginning to have about him, she had considered the possibility of a relationship between them working.

But she was wrong. This house, his home, proved it. Why would Kylo settle for plain when he'd acquired a taste of for extraordinary. Disappointment tugged at her heart. Rey struggled to push the emotion away. Proving to Kylo how they came from different worlds was the whole point of the day, wasn't it? The sooner she and Kylo faced reality, the better. At least, that's what her mind was telling her. So why wasn't her heart listening?

Gathering her flagging strength, Rey got out of the car. A cool breeze lifted her hair. She shivered, more from an inner chill than the weather. Burrowing deeper into her jacket, she tried to shrug off the lingering effects of doubt. The pounding of her heart muffled the clicking of her shoes against the tiled pathway as she approached the entrance. Sucking in her breath she rang the doorbell. A few moments later the door opened and with a house this grand, she'd expected to be met by a servant, but to her surprise it was Kylo who greeted her.

For a moment, neither of them said a word. They stared at each other, their gazes wary, assessing. She'd taken special care in not dressing to impress Kylo. Her hair was unrestricted, wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a pair of faded blue jeans and a lightweight navy jacket, she felt relaxed and comfortable.

A slow smile formed on Kylo's lips. "Hi," he said finally.

His smile set her heart stuttering every single time.

"Hi," she said, wincing at the breathy quality of her voice. She sounded as though she'd just run a mile, not taken a few steps from her car. He had that sort of power over her with just one word.

"Would you like to come in?" Kylo asked.

"No, thanks," she said quickly catching a glimpse of spacious interior over his shoulder. "This is to be the life of a poor man today. Starting out the day in a house like this would ruin the effect."

He frowned, but didn't argue. "Let me get my coat. I'll be right with you."

A few moments later Kylo stepped out onto the porch to join her, drawing her out of her musings. Like her he wore a pair of jeans-his with a designer label-a thick cable-knit sweater and greenish jacket. Rey found herself staring at him. Until now, she'd only seen him in a tuxedo and tailored suits. Awareness stirred deep inside her. Its fluid heat pooled in the pit of her stomach, sending tendrils of warmth curling through her body. She drew in a steadying breath. She had to admit, Kylo made dressing down look awful darned good.

"So what did you have in mind for us?" Kylo asked.

"In mind?" she choked out, her throat tightening wondering if he could read her thoughts. Them in a bed...bodies glistening with sweat as he...

"For the day?" What are the plans for us?" Kylo asked. He was well aware that she had been thinking of other things.

Rey cleared her throat, struggling to control her over-active hormones. "I thought we'd head to Central Park."

If her choice didn't meet with his approval, he didn't show it. "Sounds good." he said, following her down the pathway. But he looked doubtful.

"I thought we could catch a ride on the subway." she said as they walked the few blocks to the subway station. Sitting room was a scarce commodity. With little room to maneuver, Rey felt as though she was plastered against Kylo's sturdy body. He now wore a pleased expression. Suddenly a sharp curve sent her flying against him. She clung to him for dear life. Kylo's smile deepened even more.

"Sorry about that," Rey said as she straightened back up.

"Don't be, I'm certainly not," Kylo said, his hands still on her tiny waist. When another younger man was close to them and was about to rub up against Rey, Kylo moved so that she was protected from such. A few minutes later they arrived at their stop and as they walked in the park, their arms bumped sending tiny jolts of electricity racing up her arm. Their bodies brushed as they scooted around a knot of tourists.

Rey lost her footing and Kylo's hand on her waist steadied her. Rey bit her lip and struggled with the urge to throw herself at him. Get a grip, she told herself. They were in a public place. Now wasn't the time for indulging in wanton fantasies.

"My grandfather loved being outdoors like this. He used to take me out in the woods with him. We would fish, hunt," Kylo said.

"Does your grandfather still fish and hunt?" Rey asked as her mind conjured a picture of Kylo as a boy. Kylo, young and carefree, surrounded by those he loved. The image made her smile.

He shook his head. "No, he died a few years after my grandmother. I haven't been in the woods since then." Rey wanted to reach out, to comfort him. His clipped tone stopped her. Sympathy was the last thing he wanted. And yet she felt the need to reciprocate.

She stared out over at the park, focusing on the skyline in the background without really seeing it. "My adoptive father was a farmer. We didn't make much money. But we were happy." She felt the weight of his gaze upon her. Hesitantly, she glanced at him. Their eyes met and held, neither of them speaking. In the past few days, she'd melted in his embrace more times than she'd cared to admit. But at that moment, without even touching, she'd never felt closer to him.

Kylo released a deep breath, breaking the spell of silence. "I guess there's a lesson to be learned in all of this... money isn't everything." Rey nodded at this. "Getting hungry?"

Rey nodded. "I could eat."

"There's a restaurant not far from here. Serves some of the best seafood in town," Kylo said.

"Expensive?" Rey asked.

"A little," Kylo admitted.

She tsked. "Too bad. We're on a budget, remember?"

Kylo grimaced. "Don't tell me, we're eating hot dogs from a street vendor?"

Rey laughed. "No, not quite that bad. How does a sandwich from a deli sound? I know of a place that serves a mean roast beef sandwich."

He smiled his approval. "Much better than a hot dog."

As they headed to the deli, Kylo put his hand out for her and she placed hers in his and he drew her protectively against him. His body felt warm, reassuring. After the memories they'd shared, the gesture seemed right. She didn't protest the intimacy.

The crowd thickened as they neared the shopping center. They were buffeted by the sights and sounds of street artists and vendors. A sad-faced mime performed his silent act. A juggler tossed pins high in the air. Musicians played in harmony. They captivated her attention with their acts. So much so that she almost missed seeing Bazine Snoke who worked in Advertising at Solo Holdings. She was one of those women who thought she was all that and then some.

Kylo also saw her.

And now thanks to her, their untried courtship would soon be public knowledge. All traces of a smile faded at the thought. Rey sighed, how was she ever going to face her fellow workers on Monday?

Warily she looked at Kylo. She had a more pressing problem at hand. She had the rest of the day to get through without doing something really stupid... like losing her heart to him.

For Kylo, he could see the inward battle going on inside of her head. She was fighting the feelings she was beginning to have for him. He was actually enjoying this day. Who'd have thought riding the subway, eating lunch off paper plates and window shopping would be so much fun? His smile returned. With Rey at his side, anything would be bearable...even being penniless.

"So where are you taking me to next?" Kylo asked after they left the deli, he put his hands on her hips to bring her closer to him.

"You really want to keep this going?" Rey asked. She was a little surprised he didn't want to get out of here.

"More than anything," Kylo said as Rey nodded. They headed to the Metropolitan Museum Art as the admission was very cheap-a penny- to enter the museum. They looked at several art works, both pointing out their favorites. There was a live band playing as the museum was opened later on Saturdays.

"May I have this dance, milady?" Kylo asked with a slight bow to him as he held out his hand to her.

"Of course Sir Kylo," Rey said with a laugh as she bowed slightly and accepted his hand. He pulled her close to him and started to dance with her to the music playing in the background.

Frightened by a dream, you're not the only one

Running like the wind, thoughts can come undone

Dancing behind masks, just sort of pantomime

But images reveal whatever lonely hearts can hide

Lady, lady, lady, lady

Don't walk this lonely avenue

Lady, lady, lady, lady

Let me touch that part of you, you want me to

Lady, lady, lady, lady

I know it's in your heart to stay

Lady, lady, lady, lady

When will I ever hear you say

I love you

Kylo looked down into her eyes as the words were sung causing Rey to look up and lock her gaze with his. She could see the want in his eyes and she knew hers matched his. He smiled and lowered his head to give her a brief kiss before Rey placed her head on his chest, while Kylo's head settled atop hers. Both of them had their eyes closed as they just enjoyed the music and peace of the moment.

"Excuse us," a man said from behind them causing Kylo to turn keeping Rey in his arms. He saw an older couple looking at them with smiles on their faces.

"May I help you?" Kylo asked the couple.

"My wife wanted me to stop and tell you how good it does to see such a lovely couple obviously so much in love, as yourselves," the older man said, causing Kylo to turn his head and smile down at Rey, whose cheeks had a slight blush to them now.

"Dearie, I can see it in your eyes. He's your soul mate," the older woman said, as Rey looked up into Kylo's eyes who were twinkling with delight at the moment.

"How long have you two been married?" the older man asked Kylo.

"Oh we're-" Rey started to correct the man.

"Not long, not long at at all. Feels like we are still in the beginning of our courtship days," Kylo said with a smirk on his face causing Rey to smile and lay her head on his chest.

"Well next year will be our 60th wedding anniversary. I'm very thankful my Allie agreed to spend her life with me. I know I would have been lost without her all these years," the older man said.

"Oh Noah, I'm sure you would of turned out just fine," Allie said as they hugged one another. Rey watched the older couple and she knew she wanted to have that connection one day in her life. Someone to spend her life with, someone to build a family with.

Kylo looked at her face and saw the way it had softened. Her eyes looked at the older married couple and he knew what she was thinking. Marriage, kids, the whole works. When he had first met her he had wanted to find someone for the sake of saving his company. Now that he knew her, as much as you could in the few days they had. He knew he no longer wanted to marry her for the company. If he was to marry her one day, he wanted it to be because they were madly in love with one another.

"Forgive me but do you two have any children yet?" Allie asked.

"Allie!" Noah said. "Sorry about that. She lets her mouth run wild at times."

"That's alright," Kylo said with laughter in his face. "But no, no we have no children together yet. But one day I'm hoping. How does ten sound darling?" Kylo asked as Rey looked up into his face and raised her eyebrows at him but with a smile on her face as she did so.

"For what?" Rey asked.

"For the children we're planning to have," Kylo explained calmly. "You don't suppose ten is too many, do you?" Kylo turned to ask Allie.

"Sounds fine to me," Allie said with her eyes twinkling. "And if I was in my younger years I would have given Rey a run for her money with you. But that was before I met my Noah," Allie smiled at Noah.

"Dear let's leave these two alone. I think we have taken up enough of their time," Noah said. "It was nice meeting you two." Noah extended his hand and Kylo let go of Rey to shake it as the older married couple walked on more into the museum.

"They were nice," Kylo said as he turned back to Rey.

"They were. Gives me hope that people can still be in love after all that time together," Rey said.

"All it takes is finding the one you are destined to be with," Kylo said as he put his hands on the small of her back and pulled her closer to him.

"Oh is that all it takes?" Rey asked as she placed her hands on his chest.

"Mm-hmm. Just takes one to make all your dreams to come true," Kylo said as he leaned down and kissed her cheek softly with his lips. She got a good whiff of him then. He smelled of spicy and manly. It reminded her of Euphoria by Calvin Kline. She had smelled it few times in the mall.

"What if my dreams are more simple than others?" Rey asked. She didn't know if she would fit in his world, if whatever this was between them kept going.

Kylo smiled and leaned down and whispered in her ear. "What if my dream is just one thing?" before leaning back just far enough to look into her eyes again.

"And that would be?" Rey asked a little nervous but she had a strong suspicion on what he was referring to.

"Oh, just this person who has come into my life and is showing me exactly what I want in my life. A future to spend with someone. A family one day," Kylo said as he kissed her forehead.

"Wow, she must be something special then," Rey said with a laugh.

"She sure is," Kylo said with a twinkle in his eyes.

As the day was ending, they rode the subway back to near his home. As they walked Kylo again had grabbed her hand and held it as they walked and talked. Too soon they arrived at his home.

"Do you want to come in for some coffee?" Kylo asked.

He could see the hesitation in her face, and he quickly reassured her. "Rey, you opened yourself up to me today and let me inside your life. I'd just like to return the favor." His voice held a plea as he offered his hand. She looked into his eyes and felt her resistance ebb. His expression was guarded, uncertain, as though he was preparing himself for a blow. For the first time, she saw a vulnerability she hadn't known existed. Kylo was an ordinary man with ordinary fears.

Her hand trembled as she placed it in his. His grip felt warm, reassuring her with its strength. He led her into his home, shutting the door behind them as he did so. They stepped into a foyer that easily could have held half of her apartment. In the muted daylight, she spotted a pair of curved staircases that arched upward, meeting at a second-floor landing. A lover of old movies, especially dance musicals she half expected the brilliant pair of Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers skimming down the elegant staircase.

"Come on, let me show you around," Kylo took her hand and started walking her through the house which consisted of its own movie room, a bowling alley, a game room with every game you could think of seeing in a bar or pub. An indoor swimming pool room. A huge living room which looked like it was bigger than most people's homes. As they walked by some windows on the east side of the house Kylo showed her where there was a tennis court and basketball court were. Finally they made their way to the kitchen where he started to make the coffee.

"Rey, I want you to know how much I enjoyed spending the day with you today," Kylo said, walking over to where she sat at the bar.

"Kylo, I-" Rey started to say but was cut off by Kylo's kiss. The kiss was gentle but thorough. When they parted the room felt as though it was spinning beneath her. She placed a hand on his shoulder to steady herself.

"You're smart, beautiful and one of the most desirable women I've ever met," Kylo whispered. The words created a stirring sensation deep in the pit of her stomach.

"I don't know what to say to all that," Rey said. His kiss still had her mind scattered.

"Then don't talk, just listen to me. I want what's happening between us to continue. Since you have come into my life nothing has been the same," Kylo said. "And that is a good thing, I care about you so much in this short time we have known one another."

"I care about you as well, very much," Rey finally admitted not only to herself but to Kylo as well.

"What I want you to understand is that I'm starting to fall in love with you," Kylo said gently, he didn't want to scare her away when he knew her feelings were still quite raw about him. When he didn't see any fear in her eyes or her face he decided to continue his admission. "And as a matter of fact, I know I'm already in love with you. I don't want what I'm telling you to scare you off from me Rey." Kylo said as he took her hands in his.

"Do you see me running away?" Rey asked.

"No, and that's good. I want to see you and only you. And I hope that I'm the only one you want in your life," Kylo said and paused as he saw Rey lower her eyes from him and look down. "Now, when can I take you to dinner tonight?"

"Tonight? Aren't you tired of me yet?" Rey asked with a smile on her lips.

"I honestly don't think I will ever grow tired of being in your presence," Kylo confessed as the coffee machine dinged. He walked over to the maker and poured them both a cup full. Rey watched him walk over and could not help herself and enjoyed the way he looked in a pair of jeans from the different angles as he walked about preparing the coffee. The way the cut of his jeans hugged his butt, she wanted to reach out and grab it.

"How do you like it?" Kylo asked, his back still to her.

"Huh, what?" Rey asked, thinking of where her thoughts just were.

"Your coffee? How do you like it?" Kylo asked as he turned his head over his shoulder to look at her.

"Oh, oh cream and sugar please," Rey said as she shook her head to bring it back to reality. Kylo walked back over to her and tilted his head as he tried to think of what she had just been thinking of. Whatever it was had to have been something good judging from the blush of her cheeks just now.

"Hmm now I have to wonder what was going on in that beautiful head of yours just now. Care to share?" Kylo asked.

"Oh it was nothing important," Rey said as she took a taste of her coffee, anything to stop the direction of the conversation right now.

"Right, and you expect me to believe that correct?" Kylo asked, not believing it for one second.

"Ok, fine. I was just admiring your...large kitchen," Rey said. She couldn't believe that she had come that close to telling him how much she admired his butt.

"My kitchen? And what about my 'kitchen' do you uh, find appealing?" Kylo asked. When he had said kitchen he had put his fingers up as if to put them in quotations, therefore letting her know without it being said that he knew it was not really his kitchen she was admiring.

"Well, it's cute and very-" Rey was struggling with words right now.

"Very?" Kylo pressed her with a smile on his face, gently encouraging her to continue her 'fascinating' description.

"Hands on," Rey said as she looked around the kitchen, anywhere but at those knee-weakening dimples of his.

"Oh, well let's see about that shall we," Kylo said as he took her hands and stood her up in front of him. Taking her hands he moved her close to him and placed her arms behind him, before he pressed her hands on his blue jean covered butt. He moved his hands away, leaving her hands on him. "Now I do believe I like your hands on."

"Good, I'm glad you do Kylo," Rey said as she looked up at him.

"I love the way you say my name," Kylo said as swiftly his mouth swooped down over hers. His lips were warm and dry, soft at first, exploring the contour of her mouth with an idleness that was totally captivating. His tongue stroked for entry and without hesitation her lips opened as if he now had total control of her.

He entered her mouth with a deep thrust that sent her head backwards and made her take several steps back until her back was against the kitchen wall. She felt his fingers thread through her silky strands of her hair. Her scalp lifting in response to the sensation of having him draw her closer with the firm pressure of his hand. He wanted access to every corner of her mouth and without demur she gave it to him, relishing the probe of heat as he explored her, drawing her tongue into a seductive dance with his that sent an instant spurt of liquid desire between her thighs.

His body groaned hard against hers as he deepened the kiss, the turgid head of him like a flame to her quivering, traitorous flesh. She was mindless with her need of him. A need that she hadn't thought possible a few short days ago. For years she had waited, guarding her virtue like a prized possession. She'd told herself she was saving herself for marriage. But in truth she'd been saving herself from taking a risk. Until she'd met Kylo, she'd been afraid of opening herself up again to someone. Kylo made her feel wanted, free and so desirable. Someone who was putting her first above all else.

"I want you more than I have ever wanted another woman in my life," Kylo said between kisses.

"I want you too, Kylo," Rey admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

Kylo stopped kissing her and looked at her for a full minute. Then, sighing raggedly, he claimed her lips in another searing kiss. Her knees buckled. Rey felt herself slipping, sliding downward into a spiral of heated emotions.

"I want you," Rey repeated almost reverently, awed by the sound of the words. She wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him in closer to her.

"You don't know how much I've wanted to hear you say that," Kylo said against her lips. "Since the first moment I saw you at the Ball, I wanted to make love to you." As he pushed her sweater out of his way. Cool air and warm lips greeted her. He leaned down and planted a kiss on the soft center of her flat stomach, causing her tummy to quiver beneath his touch. She closed her eyes and gave in to the dizzying sensations his mouth was creating. His lips moved upward as his hands cupped the fullness of her breasts through her bra. Rey felt as though she had died and gone to heaven.

"Kylo," Rey gasped.

"Rey," Kylo answered. She felt his smile as he pressed his pliant lips soft lips to the hollow of her breasts.

She moaned and raked her fingers against his back, relishing the feel of hard body and smooth skin. "I just hope you won't be disappointed," she whispered.

"Disappointed? Never," Kylo murmured, his warm breath tickling her skin.

"I haven't had much experience with this," Rey said, feeling the need to explain.

Kylo's lips stilled. "Exactly how much experience are we talking about?"

"That would be...none," Rey said, opening her eyes to gauge his reaction.

The look in his eyes said it all. Shock replaced the glazed look of desire. "You're a virgin?"

Rey nodded.

Kylo moved back from her needing space. "A virgin. I should have guessed," he grumbled, more to himself than to her. "I knew you were an innocent. I just didn't realize how much of one." He opened his eyes and looked into her face. "I know I don't have the right to ask but why have you never?"

"The time never felt right...until now. I trust you Kylo. I know you'd never hurt me," Rey said. The loss of contact with him put her in a grouchy mood. "It's not a disease and one that can be easily changed."

"Not in my kitchen it can't," Kylo said firmly, setting his chin in a stubborn line. "You deserve more than a hard fuck on my kitchen tiles Rey." his voice softened as he continued. "The first time I make love to you, it's going to be in a soft bed, with soft music playing in the background. We'll be drinking champagne and eating sinful, decadent chocolates."

Tears threatened at the romantic image his words conjured up. "Kylo"

He bent and picked up her discarded sweater and handed it to her. She felt off-balance, clumsy as she struggled to right her clothes. When she was straightened back out, Kylo took her hand and started to walk her to the front of his house.

"Where are we going?" Rey asked.

"We are not going anywhere, you are going home and then I'll pick you up say around eight?" Kylo asked.

"Alright," Rey said. Kylo pulled her into his arms, kissing her soundly. When they parted, she felt dizzy with a new surge of desire. He gave her a confident smile with those blasted dimples in full show.

He walked her to her car, opened her car door he watched her slid into the driver's seat. His tender gaze melted her heart. "Drive carefully, and I'll see you later."

"I will," Rey said as he closed the door and she started her car and drove off. On the way home her thoughts were of Kylo, she loved him. It was not the prospect of his money but rather the prospect of what their future together could be.