Here is the second chapter! Hope you enjoyed the first one =]] Read and review thank you very mucho!
"Oh my Gosh Rose! This is so your dress!" Lissa screamed excitedly.
"Wow Liss calm down," I told her coming around to look at the dress. I froze, dead in my tracks.
"Wow…" was all I said before Liss practically threw the dress and me into a fitting room. When I put the dress on I was amazed at how well the dress clung to my every curve. The dress was black with a v-neck. A very low v-neck with gold lace on the bottom. The dress stopped around mid thigh. It hugged my breast very well. It was sexy! Liss bought the dress and some black and gold heels to go with it. We bought Kaity and Andre –Lissas son- the cutest outfits. Andre was a year younger than Kaity.
He had Christians blue eyes but everything else was Lissa. He was the sweetest little boy ever. On some occasions though he will show a bit of Christians snarky attitude.
Andre and Kaity have taken quite a liking to each other.
Andres full name is Andre Christian Dragomir.
"Rose, we should get some new bras" Lissa said.
I eyed her carefully. "Liss that was… umm kind of random. Don't you have enough bras anyway?" I asked.
She smiled sheepishly. " Well Christian got kind of rough the other ni-" I abruptly cut her off.
"Liss! I seriously don't want to know what goes on between you and Sparky behind closed doors!" I exclaimed.
"Well I thought you would have known.." she trailed off.
"Liss Im pretty good at blocking off you and Fireboy when I know something is going to happen. So no I didn't know" she was about to say something, but I cut her off "And I don't want to know" I told her.
We went into Victoria Secret.
We tried on millions of bras and panties.
Of course we tried on lingerie. Lissas excitement bubbled through the bond. So naturally that excitement was contagious. I tried on one adorable push up bra. It was black with re lacing. I forgot to check the size. When I came out to show Lissa the reaction I got from her was not what I was expecting.
She busted out laughing.
She clutched her stomach from all the laughing.
I frowned. "Liss, that not very nice."
"Ro…se…your…boob…is…hanging…out" she said between fits of laughter.
I quickly glanced down. Holy Shit! Sure enough my boob was out and saying Hello to the whole damn store!
I didn't bother acting mad it was hilarious!
I busted out laughing right alone with Lissa. Clutching my boob tightly and quickly made my way back into the changing room.
After that I reminded myself look at the sizes.
We kept trying on different bras and panties until there were no more to try on.
After that we went to bath and body. We smelled endless fragrances. By the time we were done my nose didn't work anymore! I remembered when I first met Adrian and he had sent me a whole box full of perfumes.
*Flashback* (I copied it from Frostbite)
I was trying to paint my toenails the nest morning –not easy with such a god-awful hangover- when I heard a knock at the door. Lissa had been gone when I woke up , so I staggered across the room, trying not to ruin my wet nail polish. Opening up the door, I saw one of the hotel staff standing outside with a large box in both arms. He shifted it slightly so that he could peer around and look at me.
"I'm looking for Rose Hathaway."
"That's me."
I took the box from him. It was big but not all that heavy. With a quick thank-you, I shut the door, wondering if I should have tipped him. Oh well.
I sat on the floor with the box. It had no marking on it and sealed with packing tape. I found a pen and stabbed at the tape. Once I'd hacked off enough, I opened the box and peered inside.
It was full of perfume.
There had to be at least thirty little bottles of perfume packed into the box. Some I'd heard of, some I hadn't. They ranged from crazy expensive, movie-star caliber to cheap kinds I'd seen in drugstores. Eternity. Angel. Vanilla Fields. Jade blossoms. Michael Kors. Poison. Hypnotic Poison. Pure Poison. Happy. Light Blue. Jovan Musk. Pink Sugar. Vera Wang. One by one, I picked up the boxes, read the descriptions, and then pulled out the bottles for a sniff.
I was about half way through when reality hit. These had to be from Adrian.
I didn't know how he'd managed to get all of these delivered to the hotel in such a short amount of time, but money can make almost anything happen. Still, I didn't need the attention of a rich, spoiled Moroi; apparently he hadn't picked up on my signals. Regretfully, I started to place the perfumes back in the box –then stopped. Of course I'd returned them… but there was no harm in sniffing the rest before I did.
Once more, I started pulling out bottle after bottle. Some I just sniffed the cap of; others I sprayed in the air. Serendipity. Dolce & Gabbana. Shalimar. Daisy. Note after note hit me; rose, violet, sandal wood, orange, vanilla, orchid…
By the time I was finished, my nose barely worked anymore. All of these had been designed for humans. They had a weaker sense of smell than vampires and even dhamphirs, so these scents were extra strong. I had a new appreciation for what Adrian had meant about only splash of perfume being necessary. If all these bottles were making me dizzy, I could only imagine what a Moroi would smell. The sensory overload wasn't really helping the headache I'd woken up with either.
I packed up the perfume for realy this time, stopping only when I came to a certain kind that I really liked. I hesitated, holding the little box in my hand. Then, I took the red bottle out and re-sniffed it. It was a crisp, sweet fragrance. There was some kind of fruit –but not candied or sugary fruit. I racked my brain for a scent I'd once smelled on a girl I knew in my dorm. She'd told me the name. It was like a cherry… but sharper: Currant, that's what it was. And here it was in this perfume, mixed with some florals: lily of the valley and others I couldn't identify. Whatever the blend, something about it appealed to me. Sweet –but not too sweet. I read the box, looking for the name. Amor Amor.
"Fitting," I muttered, seeing how many love problems I seemed to have lately. But I kepy the perfume anyway and repacked the rest.
*End of Flashback*
Me and Lissa being Moroi and me being a dhamphir, our senses were heightened. Therefore our sense of smell was heightened. All the fragrances –awesome as they were- beat the crap out of my nose.
After that we quickly made out way to the food court.
I was starving.
I ordered two big macs and three large fries.
Lissa on the other hand ordered only a small fry.
I quickly engorged myself. I drank my water and Lissa and I made our way to our driver.
We were about to leave when she remembered she wanted to get something for Christian. We let our driver take our shopping bags back to the hotel.
Probably not the smartest decision to send out driver away when the sun was about to set.
Once Lissa got Christian the watch we quickly left. We were walking back to the hotel giggling like two teenage girls.
"Oh Rose aren't you excited!"
"Of course Liss!"
We turned down an alley. I made a quick check and checked my own "strigoi alert system."
Everything was fine. We walked down the alley. Talking animatedly. The nausea that rolled over me was so sudden and so strong that it nearly knocked me over. I quickly took control of the situation.
I moved Lissa behind me, against the wall and looked for the threat. As if he just appeared out of thin air the strigoi stood in front of me only a few feet away. He had blood red eyes and deathly pale skin like any other strigoi.
"Well what do we have here, " he said in his death cold voice. His eyes flickered over the Lissa and widened. I felt stark terror flood through the bond.
"Well well if it isn't the Princess Vasilisa Dragomir. A pleasure to meet you I will take quite pleasure in awakening you." He said and bowed.
Lissa tensed. Frozen. With fear.
I let out a harsh laugh, "Well we will see how well that works out for you once your dead." I quickly grabbed my stake and stood defensively in front of Lissa. I felt the darkness from Lissas spirit magic. I let it surge through me strengthening me.
In an instant I was surrounded by at least 8 strigoi.
That's why the nausea was so strong. Duh Rose!
Without a second thought I attacked. One of the first lessons he taught me ringing through my mind as I attacked.
Don't. Hesitate.
