I woke up with sunlight streaming onto my face. Opening my eyes I glanced upwards into deep brown eyes full of love and warmth. A smile grew on my face as I reached up and stroked Dimitri's smooth brown hair. A fire flared up inside me completely consuming me.
"Roza." He whispered as he closed his eyes and sank deeper into my body. Melting together we lay there for a couple more minutes. The warmth and peacefulness was so perfect. I could lie in his arms forever I thought.
Slowly we started to get up and ready for the day but not before we kissed a little bit. The smoothness of his lips was overwhelming. He broke free, but put his hand on my cheek and stroked my hair. He loved my dark brown almost black hair. We stared longingly into each other's eyes so passionately it overwhelmed me. Then my stomach growled. Count on me to ruin our perfect moment. Dimitri answered my thought with a smile.
"I'd better get some breakfast ready I see," Dimitri said, still smiling, "Or should I say hear." I laughed. Just as we started to have breakfast a knock on the door sent him on his way. A Moroi stood there with a suitcase. My suitcase I realized. I'd left it somewhere in Russia when I went to go kill Dimitri when he turned Strigoi. I wonder how that got there. Abe. No mystery about that. We said thank you to the Moroi and closed the door.
"Never thought I'd see that again." I said. Dimitri chuckled and handed it over. I started unpacking. Finally coming to the last pocket I reached inside and found a piece of paper. A folded letter. As I unfolded it I realized what it was, and oh, I regretted it. It was the letter Dimitri had written me when he was Strigoi. Not a very pleasant letter either. He had said he'd find and kill me. Shit. Dimitri was always so guilty about what he'd done as a Strigoi. This would not help. I looked over to him. A pained expression grew on my face as I saw his face turn from full of love, to full of tears, guilt and pain. Quickly I ran over to him. Putting my hands on his shoulders I started to speak.
"Dimitri I-." He walked to our bed, sat down and sighed heavily. I joined him. I hated seeing him like this. Wiping a tear off his cheek I cradled his face and pulled him closer. Putting my mouth closer to his, we kissed. The feel of his strong body on my hands, the meaningful touch of his lips, his hand sliding up my thigh sending tingles throughout me, almost, made me forget about the letters. We were now lying down as I snuggled my face into his neck. I breathed in his scent. So intoxicating, I thought. Lifting my mouth to his ear I whispered.
"Dimitri, you have to forgive yourself, because I forgive you and I love you so much. I don't want to lose you because you're moping around all the time. I'm serious. Remember I forgive you. I will always forgive you."
"Oh Roza, "He sighed stroking my hair with a look of wonder on his face." You have no idea how much I love you. You forgive me when- when I did those horrible things to you." His face turned a little dark. "You're the only one who could forgive me of those things, and-".
"No, no you're wrong. I'm not the only one. You. You can forgive yourself too." I interrupted.
"I guess I will have to some point in time." Dimitri replied uncertain.
"If you never do then you'll never be able to live and you promised me."
"Who's the one with the zen lessons now?" A gorgeous smile played on his lips.
"Hey I was serious."
"So was I."Then he kissed me lightly at first, then more deeply and passionately. I nearly got lost in our own little world, when someone knocked at the door. I groaned.