The window lit up from the light of the fireworks in the sky. Leia didn't mind the week-long celebrations. Her people needed this. As she needed the man sleeping next to her. She needed him so much, she was frightened by the intensity of her feelings. She rubbed her mouth as she stared at the play of light and shadows on his face, on his hairy chest. She wanted to touch him, kiss every inch of skin. A loud bang caused him to frown as he slept. She reached to smooth the lines over his brow, but she pulled back.