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Chapter 3
Rose POV
I entered the coffee shop and ordered my favorite, hot chocolate fudge. I don't know why but I have an addiction to chocolate. Even when I was in school I used to take people's chocolates from them. I used to eat so much, but never grew fat, maybe that's why most girls were jealous of me and I only had one best friend, Lisa Dragomir.
She is still my best friend and will always be. She just moved in with her boyfriend Christian, or what I like to call him Sparky. Both have been together since the freshmen year of college and were never separable. I can see the love in their eyes for each other which I never experienced. That makes me jealous, that I have never really felt or experienced lo-
The ring on the door stopped my flow of thoughts as I looked at the man coming through. Let me tell you, this man, looked like God. He had chocolate brown striking eyes and brown hair which was tied to the nape of his neck. He must be 6'7, too tall for my height of 5'6
He reminded me of Ben Barnes and you have to agree Ben Barnes is hot. I was so lost in my thought that I did not notice him until he came right in front of me.
My heart was thumping like it had never before. I bet he could hear it but he did not move a step back.
"I'm Dimitri Belikov, you must be Rose Hathaway." So this was the hot Russian I was talking to last night. I had got his number from a friend of mine, Mia, whose husband Ambrose was cheating on her. She was heartbroken t her but she then finally got over him and got together with another friend of ours, Eddie who was always head over heels for her.
"I'm so glad you could make it" and I was, I mean look at his hot sexy body, I just want to-
"It was no problem, I'm glad to help. It's my job remember?"
"Oh, yeah." Why was I so stupid, couldn't I keep my mouth shut? Now he will think I'm stupid and crazy. No wonder I never fell in love.
He held my hand just then and said "Roza, I just want you to know that I think your husband is just stupid to leave a girl like you, I mean guys can be such jerks sometimes. You should not have married him. You should have married someone worth your time."
Like you right? Was my first thought but then I was like-What is wrong with you Rose, it hasn't been 5 minutes you have met this guy and you are imagining him as your husband.
"I dint love him, I had to marry him" I don't know why, but after that I just told him my whole life story and he listened to me with all his heart. I was glad to see someone who understood me, someone who could make me feel like I should not hold on to my sorrows.
When I was finished he just looked at me and I saw that he could feel my pain and relate to it like no one else has before, even Lisa. He started " oh Roza-"
But I cut him off by asking "why do you call me Roza" it was a nice name, I mean I don't know if I would like it if anyone else said it but it just sounds like the best name when it came out of his kissable lips.
Ugh, now I'm hundred percent sure that something is wrong with me.
"It's your name in Russian. I like it, it just rolls off my tongue." He was grinning while saying this and I involuntarily blushed. Huh, that's something new. I have never in my 26 years of life blushed. I wonder how he made me do it!
I was going to say something when his phone started ringing with some old 70's country music. I started laughing so badly that I had to hold onto my stomach. Why was I not surprised? He just smiled at me and excused himself leaving with a little pink tint on his cheeks and went to another booth.
After sometime, he came all tensed and worried, saying he needs to go to the hospital because his sister got in an accident. I thought he wouldn't be able to handle all of it alone, so I said I want to come. He was too worried to deny so I accompanied him.
I don't know why but I felt the need to go with him and comfort him. I wanted to wrap my arms around his body and say everything is going to be better. I wanted to make him feel like he could trust me and could share his pain with me.
We practically ran out of the coffee shop after paying the bill. He jumped in his car and I sat beside him and we drove in silence. I did not want to push it and he seemed to appreciate that.
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