That shy grin of his makes her breath catch in her throat for an unexpected (and embarrassing) moment. Force, how can one man be so... so... confusing? She doesn’t need to dwell on her feelings for him, not right now, so she nudges him gently with her shoulder, as if to say Of course I’m right.

She gives his hand a gentle squeeze. “I’d enjoy the company,” she murmurs, a quiet admission that falls too easily from her lips.