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It had been about two days since I stopped talking to Christian. But in all honesty it felt like two months. Which is completely stupid. Why should it bother me that I wasn't talking to him? I was the one who decided to do it. But some part of me is regretting keeping my distance. He has tried to speak to me but I do a pretty good job at avoiding it. I miss our joking and playful banter. I miss kicking his ass in training; I've had Alex, Gage, and Tony train with him. I keep making excuses; mostly involving Tasha.

It was Sunday night when Tasha finally brings it up. She had been polite and hadn't asked me what was wrong. I don't know if she asked Christian but I hadn't seen it. He was in as much of a bad mood as I was and that wasn't good. He and I were a lot alike, even if I didn't like to admit it. Having two pissed off people under one roof wasn't very comfortable. But I wasn't going to say anything. I was being stubborn and childish, I know, but I wasn't budging.

I was in my room staring out the window. I could see Christian following Gage to the gym out back. As if sensing me he turns around and looks up at my window. I don't look away even though I should. I miss his ice blue eyes and I wanted to see them. Our eyes lock and I bite my lip to keep the longing sigh that wants to escape. I am surprised by the urge to run to him and throw my arms around his neck. What in the hell?

I finally look away, not understanding my feelings. My door opens and I see Tasha walk in. Her arms are crossed as she leans against the door frame. She says, "Okay Rose, I need to know." I don't even try to deny anything. She isn't stupid. I say, "No you don't Tasha." She lifts a brow, "Okay maybe need was the wrong word. I want to know why you are avoiding Christian like the plague." I sigh and sit down on my bed, "Because he pissed me off." She laughs, "That isn't anything new. It has to be more than that."

I decide to tell her the truth. I tell her what happened that day and she doesn't interrupt me. When I am done I look up to see her smiling. I lift a brow, "Is it funny Tasha?" I can't help but feel a little annoyed. She chuckles, "Rose he was….." she stops herself. She shakes her head and begins again, "No he has to tell you. Not like he ever will. That boy is something else." With that she walks out of my room, leaving me more confused than I already was. What was she going to say? He was what?

I groan and throw my head back. I need to get my mind off of him. I am picking my hair up in a ponytail when my phone goes off. I am surprised but extremely happy at the name on my screen. I answer, "Staked of fried?" I hear a loud laugh on the other end, "How about decapitated." I smile even though he can't see me, "It's good to hear from you Eddie."

"You too Rose, I miss seeing you at court." I sigh, "You and Jill are two of the few things I actually miss. How is it going guarding her?" I can practically see his smile, "It's been going great," his voice drops to a whisper, "I've been training with her." I laugh, "That isn't a surprise. I've been doing the same with Christian." My voices cracks a little on his name and I have to clear my throat. I say, "So not that I am complaining about you calling, but why did you?"

He chuckles, "Well I wanted to ask if you are coming to court for Thanksgiving." I lift a brow, "Isn't that like three weeks away?"

"Yeah, but I wanted to know." I sigh, "Probably not. The Ozera's are talking about staying here. I'll only go if they do." His voice turns a bit more serious, "Of course you would. I just wanted to know…" Something about his voice changes, "Eddie what aren't you telling me." He doesn't say anything for a few moments. Finally he sighs, "Lissa wanted to know." I stiffen and my hand clutches the phone a little too tightly. "Why the hell would she want to know?" He lowers his voice, "I don't know Rose. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to upset you." I relax a little, "Don't worry Eddie. Look I have to get going. I really do miss you." His voice picks up, "I'll try to be a better friend and keep better contact."

We say our goodbyes and I walk out to the back. Talking to Eddie had brought my mood up a little. It wasn't a long conversation but hearing an old friend had lifted my spirits. I have just started my stretching when someone appears in front of me. I look up to see Alex grinning down at me, "And what are you doing Hathaway?" I pull my leg back and say, "Warming up the limbs, what does it look like Aldego?" He laughs, "Going for a run around the track?" I nod; thankful Christian had gotten a track built next to the gym. I ask, "Are you walking the perimeter tonight?" He nods, "But it looks like it won't be the whole night. You wanted to trade at midnight right?" I say, "Yeah, so you'll be going with Ozera to class tomorrow." He just nods and walks way. I'm glad he doesn't ask why I want to switch.

This is the first time I haven't gone to school with Christian since I became his Guardian. I feel really crappy about it but I don't change my mind. Keeping my head clear I begin at a light jog. After my 2nd lap I pick up the speed. I start to sprint around my fourth lap and that's the pace I stay at. The night chill seeps into my bones but I don't mind it. Since my body can handle this temperature it makes for great running weather.

It feels good to let my muscles loose. I haven't trained with Christian and my body isn't used to doing nothing. Putting them through a little exercise was something I really needed. I start to slow around my 10th lap. I finally come to a stop. My body feels warm and relaxed. I smile because it makes me feel amazing. I am stretching my legs when I see someone heading my way. I don't look up until they are right in front of me.

My relaxed muscles lock up when I notice Christian looking down at me with a hard expression. I don't say anything because I think for once in my life I am at a loss for words. His face is angry but that doesn't make it any less handsome. His dark hair is stuck to his pale forehead; sweat dripping down his brow. He must have been going hard during training.

His blue eyes look angry but as he looks at me I can see a bit of longing in them. Did I see that right? I feel my heart clench a little; his words keep coming back to me. I break our intense stare down. I keep my voice cool, "You should go inside Lord Ozera. It's cold out here." I can hear his knuckles crack as he clenches his fist. He says through clench teeth, "Stop calling me that."

I stand up, "Call you what?" He steps closer to me, "Lord Ozera. It's starting to piss me off." I turn my back on him; I feel myself wanting to cave. I want to stop being mad at him, but I won't; not just yet.

But apparently he has a different idea. His hand goes around my wrist. Heat and tingles shoot up my arm, burning my whole body like never before. It's been days since his skin has made contact with mine. I guess my body was feeling its withdrawal. He spins me around, so much anger and hurt in his eyes, "Rose, stop it." I try to tug my hand but he grips it tighter, "Stop what?"

He pulls me closer to him and I can't breathe, "Stop ignoring me! I hate that you aren't talking to me." I bite my bottom lip. I crack just a little, "You brought this on yourself." He asks, "Rose you shouldn't have-" I don't let him finish. I crack a bit more, "You hurt me Christian!" I see him flinch but I don't stop. "You called me a slut. Do you have any idea how much that hurt?" I hadn't meant to say this, but it had spilled out. He had hurt me and he needed to hear it. Honesty was never really my strong side but it felt right with him. I could tell him the truth and I wouldn't be embarrassed.

I keep talking, "You should know me by now! Guys are the last thing on my mind when I need to protect you. Yet you go and think I would go and hook up with that ass!" He snaps at me, "You said you were going to call him!" I rip my hand from his, "I only said that because you made me mad! But I'm not mad anymore. I am hurt! Hurt that you would think so low of me!" I shove his chest but he doesn't move.

I say, "Why should you even care? What I do isn't any of your business!" I was getting worked up but once I started I couldn't stop. I don't know what I expected his reply to be but once again he surprised me.

He grabs my face with both of his hands and brings his face close to mine. My eyes widen as I can feel his heavy breathing on my lips; fanning over my face and causing me to shiver. His eyes are burning. Blue flames that make him seem wild. He doesn't yell when he speaks. He whispers, "I was jealous Rose." I flinch at the softness in his tone. He was jealous? But why?

He keeps talking, "I saw him flirting with you. I saw him write on that paper and put it in your pocket. I was so mad that I wanted to light him up like I did with Ralf; but actually let the fire singe him!" His voice gets louder little by little. I feel my face flush but I don't push him away. His eyes seem to cool down as he says, "I'm an ass and i know it. I'm sorry I called you that. I didn't mean it; I was just really angry. Just please stop ignoring me Rose. I can't take it." He kisses my forehead and I jump at the jolt of electricity that runs through me. His lips stay on my skin as if he doesn't want to move. The feel soft and full; they feel good on me. My heart begins to pound, and images of him moving from my forehead to my mouth fill my mind.

He finally pulls away and walks to the house. I watch his retreating back and try to process what just happened. He was jealous. I can't believe he told me that. Why did he say that? Why did he get jealous? My heart doesn't slow down until he disappears inside. I blush as I remember what I wanted him to do; I wanted him to kiss me. I groan as I finally admit what I didn't want to before. I like Christian. I like him more than I should and I scold myself for it. What the hell is wrong with me? He is my charge and also Lissa's ex-boyfriend.

I throw myself on the track, not even feeling the impact. His words and actions float through my head. Happiness surges inside of me; he finally apologized. That was what kept me from talking to him. I couldn't stay mad at him for long. Maybe in the past, but not anymore. But now I had a new problem and it involved a certain Dhampir liking a certain Moroi

Christian and Alex had already left for class by the time I woke up. Once again regret hit me slightly at not going with my charge but it was too late to change it. I shower and head downstairs. I see Tasha on the phone so I decide not to bug her. Instead, I go to the Rec room they have downstairs and watch a movie. With Chris not being here I was technically off duty.

I pop in a random scary movie and get comfortable. I am on my second one when I hear the door open. I don't look as I hear it close. I already know who it is. He says, "Only you would watch scary movies by yourself." I smile, "It's day time." I feel him plop on the couch, "But this room is completely dark." I look over at Christian, "I'm not allowed to be afraid, remember." He rolls his eyes but smiles, "Even the macho Rose Hathaway has to be scared at something." I glare at him, "Did you just call me a guy?"

He smirks at me, "Well you do pack a mean punch." I lightly shove him, "It's not my fault your weak Ozera." I feel his fingers graze my arm. Goosebumps rise up and he says, "Careful Rose. I'll have to take you down again." I tear my gaze from him and try to focus on the movie. But it's kind of hard when I can feel his body heat. Especially when he comes to scoot closer to me.

I clear my throat, "Aren't you supposed to be training?" I feel him looking at me, "Rose, please tell me you aren't still mad." I shake my head and look at him, "No but I thought you would still go." He asks, "Are you going to go with me?" I bite my lip, "I kind of want to finish this movie." He grins, "We can take a break. Call it a movie night." I lift a brow, "You'll skip training?" He shrugs, "It's just one day. Besides you've been avoiding me. We got to make up for lost time."

Now I smirk, "Are you saying you miss hanging out with me?" He scoffs, "I never said that Hathaway." I poke his chest, "You implied it." He widens his eyes in mock astonishment, "Did you just use a big word? And you used it correctly!" I growl at him and poke him harder, "Watch your mouth Pyro." He smiles at the nickname, "I missed hearing that." I am a little surprised to hear him say that. I blink a few times before I say, "Uh, you can pick the next movie." He nods and stands up. I watch him walk over to the case filled with movies. My eyes take in the way his shirt moves along his back; and the way his muscles twitch as he moves them in certain directions. And then my eyes move down. I take in his firm looking butt and thighs. My face heats up; I am checking out Christian!

I look away from him and focus on the screen. The movie finishes and he pops in The Conjuring. We haven't seen this yet. He sits next to me, much closer than the first time. Why do I feel so nervous? It's just Christian for crying out loud.

I am about to scoot away when he lies down. His feet go behind me and he kicks me. "Hey watch it, Chris!" I poke his ribs and he grabs my wrist. He brings me down so I am lying in front of him on the couch. My breathing stops and my ears begin to pound. I am about to move when his arm curls around my waist and he pulls me closer to him. My body once again begins to feel hot. It takes me a few tries but I finally ask, "Chris…uh what-" he cuts me off. "Watch the movie Rose." And I surprisingly listen to him.

Throughout the movie I can feel his fingers running lightly on my stomach. His touch seems to set all my nerves on fire and a warm feeling began to settle low in my belly. Goosebumps were a permanent part of my body and I couldn't focus on the movie. My back was pressed tightly against his chest and I could feel it moving with his breaths.

I was cuddling with Christian and I was incredibly happy about it.