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Chapter One
Rose's POV
You know that amazing feeling you get when you first wake up birds chirping, the light casting into your room through the curtains, the smile you get on your face from the sun cascading down upon you. It is complete bullshit. The only thing good about waking up, is waking up next to a Russian God, my Russian God. Even with waking up next to Dimitri, mornings still suck. I mean, who enjoys horrible bedhead, morning breath, and looking homeless next to this god like creature next to you? I am still unsure what he sees in me, but glad he does. I do not think my opinions on mornings will ever change. Therefore, if you are a morning person I am most likely not going to like you. The only people I like are Dimitri, Lissa, and sometimes Christian. The good thing about being a Dhampir is having a nocturnal schedule. So, there is no light blinding you when you wake up, birds screaming at you from the tree outside your window, but I still get to wake up to a Russian God, so that's a plus. Speaking of said Russian, I was currently wrapped around him, and awake. He however is not awake, which is a first.
I was not complaining though, because this is one of those rarities when he actually looks completely peaceful. My head was resting on his chest, my arm was draped across his abdomen, and our legs were intertwined. He had one arm wrapped around me and his hand rested on my hip. His soft breathing and relaxed face, made me smile. I slowly started to trace his abs with my fingers gently, closing my eyes in the process. I got bored of this after about ten minutes, because let's be honest; I am not a patient person. I really wanted to wake him up, because I was hunger, but he looked super relaxed. For Dimitri this was rare, he always keeps his guard up, a little less so around me however. I crawled on top of him, straddling his hips, and continued to trace nothings onto his chest.
"I could get used to waking up like this." He smirked after a few minutes, placing his hands on my bare hips. "You're wearing my sweatshirt." He mumbled sleep still evident in his voice. I was surprised that he knew that, since his eyes were still closed. He sat up and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I like it better on you." He whispered against my neck.
"Good, because I am not planning on giving back anytime soon, Comrade." I replied a few minutes later. He chuckled against my neck, placing soft kisses against it.
"Really now? What if I was going to use it today?" He questioned, looking at me while doing that cool eyebrow thing. I smirked and shrugged.
"I guess I'll give it back to you." I said with a glint in my eye. I only had on underwear and the sweatshirt, so I had fun taking it off for him. Once he realized I was lacking clothes under it, he got a lustfully look in his eyes. Right as I was about to pull it over my head, someone knocked on the door. I groaned and pulled it down. I really did not want to answer the door. I heard Lissa yell my name through the door. I leaned my forehead against Dimitri's. "Somebody better be seriously injured, because if they aren't they are about to be." I groaned, slowly getting off his lap. I grabbed a pair of sleeping shorts off the ground and threw them on. I probably looked like shit, but I really do not care at the moment. When I opened the door, I was just expecting Lissa and maybe Christian, instead it was the entire crew. Lissa, Christian, Mia, Eddie, Sydney, and Adrian all looked as if they were about to have the world's best idea roll out when I opened the door. They all strolled in as if they owed the place. "Oh hey guys, fill free to come in, I didn't just wake up or anything, assholes." I greeted them ever so kindly, and Christian snorted.
"Yeah we can tell you look like a homeless man who just ate shit, Rosie." Christian came back with his snide remark. Lissa slapped him on the back of the head, and I could not help but start bursting with laughter.
"Who wears the pants in your relationship, Fire Crotch?" I smirked, and Dimitri came out, dressed in a pair of sweats and a shirt, right as I asked the question. He gave me the typical look. The classic 'Really Rose' look. I gave him my best innocent smile and Christian threw a pillow at the back of my head, which I caught. "You little bitch!" I laughed and kicked the pillow right where the sun does not shine. Dimitri sat down in the love seat, shaking his head and murmuring something in Russian. I plopped down on his lap, and waited for one of our guess to talk. Which none of them did. "So, is there any reason as to why you are sitting in our living room right now, or did you just decide to show up and fill the room with an awkward silence?"
"Well, I had this great idea this morning, and decided we are going to put it into action." Adrian stated, and I got a little nervous, this was Adrian speaking after all. "We are going to play a bunch of games! Like spin the bottle, I have never, truth or dare, Sir yes Sir, hot potato, and we will have prizes and stuff! Yes, I was sober when I thought of this." He said, and based on the looks on majority of our faces, you could tell we all had serious doubt that he was indeed sober when thinking of these games.
No one said anything at first, and I was the first one to speak. "I am in, but I would like to change first." I said, and I guess everyone was expecting me to say some smartass remark, because they looked a little shocked. I swung my feet back and forth against the arm of the love seat Dimitri and I were sitting in. Lying on top of him was extremely comfortable; I liked lying on top of him before they got here even better. Dimitri was staring down at me, as I was to him. It is as if we were having the same thoughts, because by looking in his eyes, I could swear he was thinking the same thing as I was. His hands were resting on my stomach, and I wanted nothing more than to go back and finish what we started.
"Well, if you are finished having eye sex, we would like to start the games. Go change real quick Rose." Out of everyone to say that, Lissa was the one. I rolled my eyes and got up. Once I got into our room, I was picking out a sports bra, when Dimitri's phone rang.
"Comrade, someone is calling you!" I shouted, as I picked up my black sports bra. He was just entering the room when I was taking off his sweatshirt. Mumbling something in Russian, he picked up his phone. I put the bra on and pulled on a pair of sweats over my shorts. I wrapped my arms around His waist as he was ending his call. "So, what was that about?" I asked, kissing him.
"I do not have to go back to work until Tuesday. Alberta said I have too many hours in and Christian's other guard is getting upset because he does not have as many hours." He told me, running his hands up and down my back. I was jealous, not in that he does not have to work, but jealous that I have to and will not be able to spend that time with him. I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes. I was tired even though I had just woken up not too long ago. I did not sleep well last night, because I kept having weird dreams. "Put your shirt on and let's go back out there. If we do not go back out there, I will not let you out of this room." He whispered against my neck. I picked up the sweatshirt and tossed it back on. I also grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around me.
"Took you long enough," Adrian grumbled. Dimitri took the same seat as last time and I sat back on his lap. "Well now that Rose is back and Dimitri is not on the phone anymore let's begin the games." He smiled widely, and had an evil glint in his eye. "Let's play. . ." He rubbed his hands together and turned towards Dimitri and I. "Truth or dare."
