I blink twice at Ben. I try to concentrate on what Ben is saying. I can't. I keep think about the cast wrapped around his long muscular leg. His crutches. I do not let my eyes lower to stare at the cast. Oh, God, what now? Does this mean I have to postpone all my plans to tell Ben the truth? Should I still tell him with the cast or wait until it's off. Damn it! Does he have to look and smell so good today. Woodsy, clean, fresh and sweet like a forest after a summer rain, delicious. His thick long dark hair is fluffed out. He is wearing his black leather coat with a tight dark grey henley shirt underneath. Three black buttons opened to reveal his neck. His exposed neck reveals his delicious birth marks. They shoot up to his cheek like fireworks. His powerfully built shoulders cast an outline over his dark gray shirt. It shows off his muscle definition even with the black leather jacket on. The fates are so cruel. They let me hear Ben secretly want me and then break his leg days later.

"So, Poe is going to direct with me watching over him to tell him what to do." Ben explains. "and, yes I'm supposed to be in bed convalescing. My doctor doesn't understand I have a film to finish before a deadline! Any questions? Yes, Rose?"

"When does the cast come off, boss?" Rose asks.

I quickly come out from my thoughts. I shoot a glare at Rose. I elbow her in the ribs.

"Ow, jeesh!"Rose yells. She rubs her chest. She turns her head to frown at me. I clench my teeth.

"Oh, I'm sorry Rose, " I apologize."I didn't see my arm hit you I turned around."

I hold her gaze. I hope Rose gets the message to stop.

Rose nods her head. We look back at Poe and Ben. They look confused.

"So, boss how soon?" Rose chirps.

I groan. I hide my face in my hands. I'll kill Rose later and hide the body somewhere.

I lift my eyes to see Ben cough into his huge fist. He leans down to pet Moose's glossy coat. He is sniffing at Ben's casted foot.

"Not soon enough," he grumbles."8 weeks with therapy." He lifts his eyes back up to look at Rose and me.

A groan escapes. I watch Ben straightens to full height and turn to Poe. My heart fall into my stomach. Shit!

"Well, Come on Rose, "I mumble." We uh, better get back to wardrobe before Paige misses us."

Rose turns to me and nods. She gives a bright, wide smile to Ben and Poe.

"Yeah, right Rey we better go, " Rose said."We'll see you later boss."

"Whoa, wait!" Ben says. "I need one of you to stay to look over Gwen's dress before I shoot this scene."

His dark brown eyes fall on me. I nod and raise my hand.

"I'll stay, " I volunteer. Rose nods at Ben and looks back at me. She mouths "talk to you later."Rose leaves.

I can hear my heart thumping in my chest. I'm sure Ben can hear my heart thumping, too.

He's stares at me so intensely.

A silence falls between us. I have to talk to him. I can't talk to Ben about what I heard at the Spa in public. It should be in private in his office. I only hope he's not changed his mind about me from Friday.

Ben clears his throat.

"Ok, well you go sit over on the couch and wait for when Gwen comes back from her appointment, " Ben commands."Poe and I will direct the scenes before that."

I nod and spin on my heel. I then stop and look over my shoulder to watch Ben lean his tall broad body over the top of his crutches and wrap his long, thick around the first bar of the crutch. The muscles in Ben's huge arms flex as he limps to the director's chair. My eyebrow lifts. He is very agile with those crutches. Maybe those crutches will be off sooner than he thinks.

"Lets hope so, " I whisper. I head to the huge black leather couch to sit and watch the scene.

Ten minutes pass. I feel someone sit down beside me. I know it's Rose by the Loves baby soft she wears.

"What are you gonna do?" Rose whispers.

I quickly turn to Rose. She is smiling her huge bright smile at me. Her eyebrow up and over her right eye.

"I don't know, " I whisper. "I keep going back and forth. I want to tell him. But I think I shouldn't. Because he's changed his mind. A lot has happened since Friday you know, Rose. He might not want me anymore."

Rose's forehead furrows.

"I highly doubt that, Rey, " Rose replies. "You've heard how he feels about you. What you have to do now is to tell him how you feel about him. He can't read your mind Rey, you have to tell him."

"And then what, Rose?" I ask."Wait 8 weeks until the cast is off?"

Rose's eyebrow lifts over her dark brown eyes. A smirk dances at the corner of her full lips.

"That's not so long, "Rose replies. "And there are OTHER ways to be intimate," Rose replies. "He'll be the dominant with the whip. All he really has to do is command you to do dirty things to him while sitting in a chair."

I chuckle and roll my eyes. An image flashes in my mind. Ben Solo sits regally with his huge thick arms on the arm rest of his director's chair. A black whip hangs loosely from his two long, thick fingers. The whip taps gently at the edge of his seat. He stares intently at me. He is devouring me with his dark eyes. A small smile dance across his lips. He is the hunter and I am the prey. I catch my breath. I lick my lips. I shut my eyes and shake my head. Ok. I better ease off a little on the sexy fan fiction for a while.

"I know that, Rose, " I sigh. It's just Ben could be different. He may not want heavy petting, foreplay. Hand jobs, and such. He may prefer only straight BDSM to get off."

"Seriously, Rey?" Rose snickers."What guy you know would turn down a blow job or a hand job from a women. No guy, that's who. They live for that stuff."

"Yeah, my old boyfriends didn't want me to jerk them off," I answer. "They just wanted to go straight to the sex."

Rose sucked her teeth. She rolled her eyes.

"Well that's just unfortunate, Rey,"Rose answers."Face it, Rey. Your old boyfriend's were boys. Ben Solo is a real man."

"I've noticed, " I rasp. My voice sound weak and weary to my ears.

"Ladies, please keep your voices down!"Ben shouted. "We are filming here!"

Rose and I lift our eyes to meet Ben's. He glares at us from across the room. He's a professor. He demands silence from his disruptive students. His dark eyebrows are lowered. His deep brown eyes glare at us. I see a dent in his furrowed brow. His full red lips press together in a long straight line. I imagine him commanding me with the same deep, rumble of his voice to touch him everywhere. My mouth starts to water.

I cough into a fist.

"Ok, boss. Sorry, " I say. I hear my voice cracking. I smile a toothy sweet smile. Ben misses my smile. He turns his face back to the set. I pout. My smile doesn't go unnoticed. I see the assistant director, Poe Dameron return my smile. We smile at each other until Ben's eyes turns to look at me and then at Poe. Ben then hits the back of Poe's head and points to the camera. Poe gives Ben a chagrined smile. He goes back to his job.

I laugh at the scene and turn back to meet Rose's eyes.

"Poor Poe, " Rose laughs. She shakes her head and turns her head.

"Anyway, first you have to tell Ben Solo you want him too, " Rose said. "Then you'll find out what he prefers in sex."

I nod. Rose laughs.

"You're right, " I answer. "I'll go to his office today and tell him."

A loud commotion in the studio makes Rose and I turn our heads back to the set. Gwen Phasma has arrived with her entourage of maybe 100 people. She looks resplendent in a pink CHANEL Suit and a rainbow of jewels. Every strand of her platinum blonde bob perfect. Rose and I watch Gwen wrap her long white arms around Ben's neck. She presses Ben's face to her large bosom as she coos at him.

"Ooh, Benny. My darling, " Gwen said."I just heard over the radio about your accident. My poor darling. When. does it come off?"

Rose and I get up from the couch and walk over to Gwen and Ben just in time to hear his answer.

"8 weeks," he whispers to Gwen's breasts. Ben shoves Gwen away and leans back in his chair. Ben meets my eyes. He keeps his eyes on me. His full lips pushed to the side and sucks his teeth. Ben's eye lower to Moose. Moose runs to Ben with his tongue hanging out.

"Oooh, no, " Gwen answers."That's so terrible. And you tripped over, Moose?"

"How'd you find out?" Ben asked. His eyes flicks back to Gwen.

"Its all over the television and the internet, " Gwen gasps."Ben Solo breaks his leg over the weekend."

Ben wipes his forehead. He shields his eyes with his huge hands as if to hide from all of us.

"Fuck," Ben mutters, "So humiliating."

I cough into my fist and scoop Moose into my arms. He comes freely, presses his cold, wet, nose into my hand, and licks it.

"I'll take Moose to wardrobe to see Paige and Rose, " I said. "they"ll love to see him."

I spin on the toe of my sandals to the wardrobe dept. Ben's deep, velvety voice stops me.

"No, leave Moose here with me, Ms. Nima, " he commands.

I stiffen at his use of my last name. He only uses my last name when he is annoyed or impatient with me. Did I annoy him, just now? I turn back to face him. His look is a steady stare. The stare pins me to my place never wavering. It both frightens and excites me. My hands are shaking. I feel my heart beating.

"Place him beside my chair, Ms. Nima, "Ben orders."And go help Gwen with her dress."

His voice is soft but firm.

I gulp and do as he says. I release Moose from my arms but he doesn't leave my side. He just sits. His deep brown eyes look up at me and pants.

I look down at him. I raise my arm and point to Ben.

"Go, Moose!" I command."Go to your daddy!"

Moose stays where he is. He smacks his lips. He whimpers and looks up at me.

"MOOSE COME!" Ben demands with a balled fist. His voice crashes and echoes through the closed studio. Moose and I jump at the loud command. Moose finally walks to Ben and lays himself at Ben's feet. I look up at Ben. My eyes grow huge. A small smirk plays at the corner of his full red lips. It reveals a small dimple in his left cheek. His gaze pierces mine for an endless second until he swallows. His Adam's apple bobbing. He looks away to address Gwen.

My lips part but I don't say anything. My mind is blank. My skin prickles with goosebumps and my leg tremble. I can't hear Gwen from the sound of the rush of heat that envelopes me. It makes me temporarily deaf. I release a breath. Am I to expect the same authoritative, commanding voice from Ben Solo in the bedroom, once we are intimate? I then gasp. I realize how much I like it. I like it very much. Is it getting hot in here? I take off my leather jacket. I drape it over my right arm. I open another pearl button on my blouse and pull my blouse apart to feel cooler. My bosom is quite average. Gwen's are much bigger. They are well portioned to fit my lean, athletic body.

"Are you feeling alright, Ms. Nima?" Ben asks.

I shake my head. I come back to my senses.

"Yes, I'm fine, "I choke.

"You just look flushed to me. Feverish, even," Ben replied. His voice low and deep.

I toss my head and flash him a bright, toothy smile.

"I'm fine, boss. Really, " I chirp.

Ben groans and waves his large hand to dismiss me.

"Ok, well, go with Gwen to fit the dress so we can do the scene, " he answers gruffly."And please be quick about it, Ms. Nima. Time is money. Also, please come see me in my office after. I want to discuss something with you."

"Yes, sir."

I pick up my head. My eyes widen. He probably wants to talk about Friday in the Spa. I open my mouth to speak and close it again. I see Ben lean his body forward in his chair to pet moose. Ben reaches out his hand and scratches Moose behind his tiny shell ears. Moose returns this affection with wet, sloppy kisses. He is no longer, Ben Solo a demanding, arrogant, Hollywood director. He is now Ben Solo the gentle, loving, dog lover. I smile at the tender scene and then turn to Gwen to escort her to the wardrobe dept.

"That's it!" I declare. I pull the zipper up all the way to the top of the beautiful sapphire blue ball gown and step back.

Gwen Phasma turns around to face me. Her thin smile spread across her thin read lips. Her baby blue eyes look sharply at me.

"You look beautiful Gwen, " I announce. I fold my arms against my chest and examine the dress.

"Thank you, dear, " Gwen replies.. I watch Gwen grab both ends of her ball gown and step down from the mirrored stand.

I lift my finger in the air and make a circling motion. Gwen turns around in the ball gown once, twice and stops to face me again.

"Well, I hope the boss likes it, " I sigh. I lower my shoulders and cross my arms against my chest. I look over the ball gown for the third time.

I nod. I gather my chestnut brown hair into a ponytail and shape it into a bun and place it on top of my head. Three bobby pins keep it in place and I drop my hands on my hips. My eyes lift to find Gwen starting at me. Her brow is furrowed. It makes a dent in the middle of her forehead. Her slender thin lips pinched.

"Do you have a hot date, tonight Rey?" Gwen asks. Her voice sounds thin and cold.

I blink twice at Gwen and slowly raise my shoulders.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You look so nice, Rey, "Gwen mutters."You don't usually dress this nice. Do you have a hot date tonight?"

Gwen's tiny smile spreads wide and shows her pearly white teeth. It is predatory.

"No, no hot date tonight, Gwen "I chuckle. I straighten my spine and try to keep my voice calm and neutral. Gwen can't know I dressed up for Ben. It would be too embarrassing.

"Can I ask you a question, Rey?" Gwen asks.

I feel myself tense and my muscles tighten. I catch my breath and release it slowly.

"Sure, what?" I answer. I release my breath slowly and flash Gwen a bright smile. We were alone in the dressing room. Paige and Rose out on errands all around the studio.

"I just heard gossip about you, " Gwen starts.

My eyebrow lifts and I smirk at Gwen. Inside my heart falls into my stomach and sinks. I shake my head at Gwen and laugh.

"Gossip," I laugh."About me?"

"Yes, it's about you," Gwen answers."They say you have a crush on Ben. Well, they say it is more than a crush. It's more like you want his body!"

"They," I laugh."Who's they?" I shrug my shoulders and lick my lips. What do I do now? I can evade it. Change the subject. My feelings for Ben Solo is really none of Gwen's business.

"The people who gossip, " Gwen excuses. "Its only gossip, right?"You don't really have those feelings for Ben? I mean I completely understand the attraction. Ben Solo is unbelievably HOT! I know every woman here wants him. But he's with me. We're a couple."

I suck in a breath. I want to expose her lie. She and Ben are not together. He does not want her. It is only for publicity for his film. However, I can't expose the fact I heard Ben Solo say this without him knowing I was underneath a blanket in a spa. I let a breath out. I flash her a toothy smile.

"I know Gwen, " I answer."I only wanted to look pretty today, that's all."

"Oh, I know who, now. Of course, "Gwen exhales."You dressed up for Hux."

Gwen's ruby, red lips spread into a huge smile. I smile back.

"Will someone get Rey and Gwen out of the dressing room, please!" Ben shouts. "I want to finish this scene before the next Millennium!"

"Come on, Gwen, " I urge."We better go before the boss sends the army in to get us."

We've been in the dressing room for too long already.

Gwen nods and follows me out of the dressing room.

To be continued.....