Rey ran her hands along the sleek, jet black Porsche that sat in the street. Her hazel eyes examined its surface with wonder, not a single blemish in sight. She watched with a set determination, only one thought blaring in her mind. "I have to steal this car."

A single rain drop fell on her nose as she moved away from the vehicle, her brain racking with ideas. There were so many possibilities in which she could take.

"Are you really doing this again Sunshine?" A deep voice spoke from a distance away, accompanied by a set of soft brown eyes.

"Finn! You're going to blow my cover." Rey snapped turning to face her best and only friend with a frown.

He barked out a laugh, leaning on the wall next to her. "I'm sure you'll be ok 007."

She shot him a glare, letting a small smile break across her pink lips. "What do you know about the owner? This car is outside Poe's bar every other night."

Finn raised a brow, an impressed nod following. "That right. From what Poe tells me, he's some kind of millionaire."

Rey's eyes sparkled at the thought, her hand once again gliding over the smooth surface of the hood. She whipped around, her chestnut hair flying wildly with her movement.

"If he is what Poe claims, then what's another car for him? Surly it won't put a dent in his bank account." She joked with a mischievous expression.

"This is a huge risk little one." Finn scolded, his dark hands grabbing her shoulder seriously.

Rey stared back with an unchanged expression, a smirk upon her mouth. The small freckles that peppered her cheeks shone from the bars fluorescent signs.

"Finn I need this!" Rey pleaded, pouting out her bottom lip. "This guy probably doesn't appreciate what he has. This car is like a cheap toy to him!"

Finn opened his mouth to say something, but shut it quickly.

"You agree, don't you?" She turned her head as if interested in something.

Finn looked away, not wanting to make eye contact. "Rey, I've known you since we were 6 years old in the system. All I've wanted to do is protect you but you're still pulling stunts like this. It's time to get a job, maybe settle down."

Rey scoffed at the thought, rolling her eyes. "Finn, you know I love you. Your the closest thing I have to family, but... I like what I do. It's what I've been doing since I was 15."

"Stealing. You like stealing." His tone was dumbfounded as he dropped his tone, hiding the fact from the group of bar-hoppers passing by.

"Finn. Stop worrying." That's all she could get out before his phone rang, and work pulled him back to reality.

When he opened the phone Rey slipped away, moving towards the car. She needed to get a better look at the system, and plan her way into this beauty. She bent down to look into the window, sliding her fingers along the handle. Her tools were at Finn's place, but she might have time.

"Excuse me? What are you doing with my car?" A dark, gravely voice spoke from behind.

Rey looked to the ground, cursing under her breath. She turned slowly, eyes finding an intimidatingly tall man towering before her. His dark brown eyes watched her in suspicion as he moved to grab his phone.

"Your car! Yes I was admiring how beautiful it was. A 918 Spider, one of my favorite models." She stuttered, eyes not leaving his awkward but perfectly sculpted features.

He raised a brow, not quite convinced. "I'm surprised someone like you knows what this is."

Rey winced at his tone, the bitter sting leaving her angered. "Excuse me?"

The mans eyes lightened with what could only be determined as amusement. "You heard me."

Every bone in her body told her to drag this man to the floor and-

"Look I really have to get going." His tone was on edge, his breath smelling slightly of an expensive drink.

He had moved closer, looking down to her with a smirk as her cheeks blushed. Was he trying to kiss her?

"The door." He said almost at a whisper, his messy black hair falling in his eyes.

Rey realized what he was saying, her gaze not wanting to tear away from his. Thankfully reality stepped in and she quickly moved away.

"I-I'm sorry, for getting in your way." Some girlish impulse had taken over and she spurred out whatever came to mind.

He opened his door and let out a small chuckle, looking over to Rey. "Maybe you could try and steal my car again. Tomorrow?"

Rey's eyebrow raised, her heart dropping to the floor. "I-I wasn't trying to S-steal anything."

"I'll take that as a yes." The mysterious man smirked and held out a card, his name and number on the front.

Before she could speak, he was screeching away in the nicest car Rey had ever seen. It was fitting, being driven by the most handsome man she'd ever seen. Why did he have to be such a god damn jerk?

Her eyes trailed down to the name on the card. Kylo Ren.

Rey's heart fluttered at the name. Shit. She needed to get a phone.