“Wow, Rey. I knew you were into him, but you must have it really bad for this guy.”
“Shut up,” Rey says, a blush rising in her cheeks.
The reality is, Rose isn’t wrong.
Over the last year and a half, Rey has taken the elaborate fantasies she’s been concocting about Ben and transformed them into a half million word world with self-inserts of Ben and Rey as the protagonists.
“Oh my god, Rey. You’ve actually turned the quiet, nerdy, IT guy into a sex god. Ben Solo - sex god.”
In which Rey prints the elaborate erotic fiction she writes about her quiet co-worker Ben Solo at work, but he gets to the printer first.
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14 Jul 2019