Jyn
smirked at him and rolled her eyes slightly to cover the odd little twist of
pleased awkwardness that comment evoked. “You plan to tell jokes all night,
stranger?”“Stranger?” His mouth
curved up into that damn half-smile, the one that ignited her nerves and made
something go tight in her chest. “Is that what you’ve been calling me?”Only at first, she thought, but still retained enough sense
not to say out loud. Instead she shook a lock of hair out of her eyes and said,
“Why not? What have you been calling me?”He ran a hand up her
back, dragging his fingertips along the curve of her spine before cupping his
palm around the back of her neck. He leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to her
neck, and Jyn shivered slightly at the touch. “Stay long enough,” he murmured
against the hollow of her throat, “and you might find out.”