Merry Christmas Everyone! We were shocked with the amount of response that the first chapter got! 112 people read it in 5 days! Thank you so much! Here is Chapter 2, and I must admit that it is a bit of fluff filled chapter, its helping us transition to where we really want the story to get going! I hope you all like it! Don't forget to Review!
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There was a brief break in my subconscious as I faintly heard the sound of the doorknob jangling. The light footsteps of my longtime boyfriend echoed throughout the apartment as he made his way towards our room. Our bedroom door opened and suddenly I felt a weight on the bed as an arm slid around my waist. Lips touched my cheek and my eyes fluttered open to look into the deep brown eyes of my boyfriend, Dimtri.
"Hey," he muttered softly to me. "Did you have a good nap?"
"Mhmm, food?" I mumbled incoherently.
"Later." He whispered to me.
"Mkay," I replied while propping myself up on my elbows.
He reached over to brush the hair out my face and slowly smiled at me, knowing that we had the whole weekend together. My eyes lit up in excitement as I pondered the possibilities of what the weekend would bring.
"Are we doing anything later?" I asked him, wondering if he had plans for us like Christian did for Lissa.
"Not unless you want to." He said in return.
"I don't. I just want to stay here and relax with you, maybe eat some takeout. Chinese sounds good! Will you go get takeout? Pretty please?" I batted my eyes at him. He of course melted, unable to say no to me.
"Of course, sounds like a plan." He said while kissing my forehead softly. "I'll go get the food, you get the blankets and pillows and put them in front of the fireplace."
"Awesome, you already know what I want, yes?" I asked him, knowing he knew my usual order.
"Yup. Sesame chicken with Pork Lo Mein and an egg roll." He said with a roll of his eyes.
"Alrighty, see you in about an hour, Comrade." I said, smiling brightly at him and giving him a soft kiss.
"Goodbye for now, my Roza." He said softly to me.
I smiled benignly to myself, thrilled at the prospect of spending time with my Dimitri. A whole weekend at that! Especially without the worry or stress of looking after Christian and Lissa, this would be a good evening. My thoughts drifted into daydreams of what we would be doing for the next few days.
With the combination of these happy thoughts and my renewed energy, I rolled out of the warm solace of my and Dimitri's bed. Remembering the vodka he had mentioned earlier, I shuffled groggily down the hall and into our tiny, but functional, kitchen. The bottle of alcohol sat untouched on the counter by the sink, where we kept all of our surprisingly large collection of liquor. I grabbed it, along with some champagne, shot glasses, and wine glasses, and headed into our cozy living room. I then sat the glasses and alcohol on our coffee table and traipsed into our bedroom to get blankets and pillows. I grabbed the covers from our bed, as well as all of our pillows, and brought them to the living room before unceremoniously dumping them on the floor in front of the fireplace. I eyed the coffee table before deciding to move it to the side of the room in order for us to have room to lie down. Then, I grabbed the blankets and pillows, forming a pallet of sort for us to lie on. I nodded to myself in satisfaction before moving towards our en suite bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the rest of the evening, an evening that would certainly be one to remember.
My eyes shot to the door as I watched my Dimitri come into our home. His arms were laden with food and his eyes held that sparkle that I loved so dearly. Dimitri's eyes met mine before he brought the food over to me where I was curled up under our comforter, basking in the warm heat that the fire was giving off. He kissed my forehead softly before I pulled him down into a long, drawn-out kiss.
"Hey there, Comrade." I said, smirking at him.
"Hello, my sweet Roza." He said in reply, making my legs turn to jelly, it sure was a good thing I was sitting down. "I'm going to go and shower real quick, will you get our food ready, please?"
"Of course." I smiled at him.
As Dimitri went to take a shower I made my way into our kitchen with the delicious Chinese food. I quickly made our plates and then went back into the living room, waiting for him to join me once more. I poured us each a flute of champagne, wanting to wait for later in the evening before we broke out into the good stuff. The sound of the shower turning off resounded faintly throughout the room, it was only moments later that Dimitri then emerged from our bedroom, clad in only lounge pants, shaking his soft brown locks to rid them of water.
"Food's ready," I said hoarsely, gulping as my eyes glued to his glistening wet—and magnificently muscled—torso. It was then that I realized what I must've looked like. My nap had left me dreary-eyed, my hair a disaster of its own. Not to mention I hadn't bothered to change out of the Elmo pajama pants and t-shirt Lissa had given me in high school. Sexy.
Dimitri gave me a brilliant smile and, despite my undeserving appearance, scanned my body hungrily. His captivating brown eyes took their time working their way back up to mine, and even though we'd been living together for almost four years now, my cheeks turned red.
"Well then," he said in a husky voice, his arm gesturing toward the living room, "Let's eat."
Dimitri smiled softly at me before crossing the room and lying down beside me. He looked deeply into my eyes before leaning in for a sensuous kiss that lasted far too short a time for my liking.
"Roza." My name ghosted over his lips like a faint whisper of the wind. His eyes peered out through a curtain of dark hair, tenderly seeking my own. I reached next to me, grapping on to one of the few things in the world that made me truly happy, and threw it at him. Chinese food covered Dimitri's shock ridden face. Then, in his eyes appeared a glint of mischief, showing only moments before my precious egg roll landed right in the center of my forehead.
Food began flying, noodles, chicken, all of our perfectly delicious dinner; it all was going to be ruined. Except, that didn't matter. It didn't matter that the romantic evening we were going to spend together over Chinese food was no longer going to happen, because we had something better. We had each other, we were together and happy, and that was all that really mattered. We didn't need fancy dinners or nights out. All we really needed was to be with the other, happy and in peace.
Our impulsive food fight came to an abrupt halt as Dimitri wrestled me to the ground. Our chests were heaving, bodies warm with action, but the only thing I noticed was the way he was looking into my eyes. There was a feral glow, an almost animalistic passion. He restlessly glanced at my lips and I smirked at him, knowing what he was thinking. Then, before I could comprehend what was happening, he began kissing me. It was a kiss like I had never felt before, so much passion, so much fire, it was exhilarating, and I wanted more. I kissed him back just as furiously, loving this new spark between us. Our foreheads touched one another as we broke apart, gasping for breath, but wanting nothing more than to continue on with this fantastic chemistry between us.
We must have had the same thought because next thing I know we both started sprinting towards the bedroom, tearing at the door to get inside, anxious to be with one another once more. The door slammed shut behind us, and we didn't come out for the rest of the night. However, in the early hours of the morning a faint whisper could be heard throughout the apartment.
"Sweet dreams, my darling Roza." Dimitri whispered softly to me.
"Sleep well, my Dimitri." I whispered back to him before we both fell into oblivion, dreaming with soft smiles on our faces, wrapped in each other's arms.
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