"Rose", I heard him say my name from behind me and I immediately stiffen. It's been two years since graduation, two years since I've been made Lissa's guardian and two years since I nearly lost my life at the hands of Tasha and finally became one with my Dimitri. It hasn't always been smooth sailing though, unfortunately.
"What?", I say to Dimitri, barely bothering to look at him as he catches up to me.
"Rose, we need to talk." The way he says the words I know there is no way out of it.
I stare at him and say flatly, "Fine".
Dimitri leads me toward our apartment, and apartment I haven't slept in for nearly a week. He knows I'm pissed: Royally pissed, as I have been all week. We enter the room and he paces around the room back and forthand finally stops and lets out a ragged breath. Then he begins: "Roza (he looks into my eyes as he begins to walk to me) I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you ever, I was just doing my j-"I cut him off sharply, "YOUR JOB?! Are you serious? You left in the middle of the night with Christian to go to Russia, for what? A social call? I don't think so."
"Rose wai-"
"Do NOT interrupt me right now DImitri Belikov. Both Lissa and I were terrified, more than you could possibly imagine." My voice begins to break at the end and the tears begin to fall and I just look at my man, a man that I have given my heart, body, and soul to. A heart that is aching over the fact that he could just leave me in the middle of the night to go to a foreign country, putting his life into potential danger with not even a kiss goodbye.
"My Roza..", Dimitri whispers the words so quietly they are barely audible and then he lowers his lips onto mine briefly, sweetly. And in my heart I knopw I've forgiven him. "I am rtruely sorry, I love you and I never meant to scare or worry you, it was only supposed to take a few days".
"A few days? You were gone for nearly a week, no phone calls, no notice, nothing. You never even told me you were leaving. What's the matter Dimitri, can you not trust me anymore?"
"Rose, stop. You know that is not the case, I just didn't want to worry you". Two words: Bull. Shit.
"Well, you succeeded very well if I do say so-" Sarcasm drips off my words and I don't even get a chance to finish my sentence before he crashes his lips onto mine and my grasp on the argument doesn't last. I thrust my hands into his hair as our lips and tongues fight for dominance. Before I know it Dimitri grabs be my waist and carries me to our bed. His hands trail down my sides to the sides of my legs. I let out a surprised gasp as he suddenly hitches my legs onto his hips and flips us over so I'm on top. I break away from our intense kiss and gaze down on him. I rub my thumb across his cheek and whisper to him "I love you. You're forgiven, but if you EVER do anything like this ag-". His lips stop any more words that would've left my mouth and I know that in that moment we completed each other, I was whole again. My hands begin to wander on my sexy boyfriends' body, my hands grasp the hem of his shirt and I begin to peel it off him, slowly. The look in his eyes as I begin to undress him is filled with passion. I am quickly flipped back onto my back and his hands work their magic, quickly ridding me off all clothing.
"You know that you are much overdressed for this occasion dear."
"Would you like to help me with that?" He asks. Dangerous words Dimitri, very dangerous. A brilliant idea pops into my mind and I know exactly how I plan to get back at him. I may have forgiven him, but he can still pay the price of terrifying me, even just a little bit. I begin to trail light kisses down his neck and chest till I reach the top of his pants. I slowly, excruciatingly lower his zipper, taking my time as he stares down on me a knowing look in his eye, but what he doesn't know is what I've got planned for him tonight. He will pay, in the most pleasurable way possibly.