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"I've got eyes on Neev," Anakin said quietly, the loud music rendering his words barely audible. "He's sitting at the bar.

Your eyes widened but you kept your gaze on Anakin, not wanting to draw your target's attention to yourself. "Finally," You said with a sigh.

Kolo Neev had been on your radar for months. He had started out as a petty criminal and the Jedi planned to let the police force take care of it- until his crimes became a tad more murderous. It was put in yours and Anakin's hands to track him down and arrest him, and after a long fortnight of staking him out and following him around, you had found out that this bar was one of his frequent spots.

"He typically stays for a couple of hours,  so we have some time to flesh out our plan," You said, before standing up and moving around the booth to sit beside Anakin. This way, you had a good view of Neev, who had his back to the both of you.

Anakin's eyes flickered down to your exposed legs before clearing his throat and keeping his head forward. Instead of the robes that would usually be draped over your body, keeping your shape and assets a secret, you were wearing something a little more casual so as to fit in with the locals.

You didn't love having to sacrifice comfort and convenience for fashion and sex appeal, but it was what you had to do to make the galaxy safer.

Noticing that Anakin didn't know where to look, you put his awkwardness down to his lack of experience with women, rather than any tension between the two of you.

Jeez, had he never seen a pair of legs before?

"For your information, I've seen my fair share of pairs of legs," He said defensively through gritted teeth, making you snort.

"Is that right?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. "If you're such a ladies man, why are you suddenly finding it so hard to retain eye contact with me?"

"Maybe I'd rather look at your legs," Anakin answered with a shrug. "They're nice legs."

"Thanks, I appreciate that," You said with an eye roll. "Now can we focus on our task?"

His eyes lingered on your chest before he nodded once. "Sure."

As you began talking about your plan, Anakin couldn't help but zone out. Your words were drowned out by the music playing and the sound of his own pulse intensifying, his eyes unable to rip off from your body. You had never taken your relationship any further than work colleagues, and he thought he was fine with that, but seeing you in such a short skirt and a necklace that rested just atop your cleavage filled him with a need to devour you.

"Got it?" You asked, your eyes trained on Kolo Neev as he took a sip from his drink.

Anakin nodded, snapping out of his daze. "Yeah, baby, I got it."

Your head snapped to him and you frowned at the nickname, your nose crinkling. "Excuse me?"

"Uh- I, uh, slip of the tongue," He stumbled over his words, his eyes wide. "Sorry, Y/N."

"Okay, I think we should just get this over with before you get any more drunk," You said with a glance at his half-empty glass. "I'll try to make it quick."

"Can't I just go over there and arrest him, already?" Anakin asked with a sigh, bored to tears of following Neev around for two weeks.

"Have you not been listening to a word I've said?" You asked throwing up your hands. "We need a verbal confession; our suspicion isn't enough to get him in prison."