When I noticed these things, in the same moment, I heard Dimitri's hands clasp together, making a loud BANG. I winced, closing my eyes. When I opened them, I experienced something truly awe-inspiring.

All the candles had been lit, but what I hadn't noticed before that had my eyes stupidly well up with tears was that the candles were all arranged in a certain pattern: One big heart with about a hundered little hearts surrounding it.

"Did you do all of this?" I managed to choke out between my sobs. "Did you arrange the candles like that?"

He strolled ocer to me and took my tiny, shaking hands in his strong, steady ones with one of his rare grins plastered on his face. "I wanted this to be perfect on every level."

Any useless, worthless things that i might have said and probably later regretted were conveniently cut off when he smothered his lips against mine.

It started off slow,soft, and something I would've barely considered a kiss with anyone else; but this wasn't just anybody, this was Dimitri and even the smallest things to me were considered Earth shattering.

But after a few seconds, I could tell he broke - any self control, any hold back simply disappeared. Our kiss took off into an animal passion, lust filled, eat-each-other's-face-off kind of kiss. And I savored every second of it. Who knew - this could be our last encounter especially when he leaves with Tasha... That bitch. But I wasn't about to spend this precious time I had with Dimitri worrying about Tasha. No. I was planning on doing the exact opposite - I was going to live it up.

We stood there in the middle of the cabin making out for a while until until my breathing began to slow to it's normal pace. Once that happened, I felt Dimitri growl and his hand slid up under my shirt. My breathing hitched big time and I felt him chuckle against my lips. My nails bit into his back which seemed to amuse him even more - which kind of aggitated me.

"Careful, love," he muttered, his breathing also ragged. It brouhgt me pleasure that I could take his breath away - literally.

"No," I growled against his lips, making him chuckle even more. I scrunched my hands into fists, taking his shirt with them, effectively pulling him about as close as he could get - but still not close enough.

"Dimitri?" I moaned against his lips.

"Yes, Roza?" My name sent a shock wave through me.

"I want - need - you."

As if agreeing silently, he ripped off my shirt and threw me on the bed, unbuttoning one of his buttons on his shirt in the process. When he lay down next to me, I unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pushed it apart, mesmorized at the sight of his golden, rock solid abs.

We lay there, studying each other and our breathing slowed by just a little. I was still in shock from everything that has happened so far. I didn't have much time to contemplate this, though, because then I heard Dimitri's voice speak up.

"Roza, you're my angel, and I swear I'll never leave you," he breathed, his voice as magical and deep like windchimes then topped off with the lace of a russian accent...

I took my finger and was tracing the lines on his chest. "But what about when you leave?" His raised eyebrow made me realize just how stupid I souded so I decided to rephrase. "I meant, what about when you have to go...guard Tasha?" I managed. I tried to cover the sob that was threatening to escape and sound nonchalant, but he saw right through me - like always.

"I meant what I said before, Roza: I'm staying."

I was about to ask why, but suddenly my mind and body felt no longer connected; my brain decided to ask why but one it had that decided, I kissed him. There was so much urgancy in that kiss and he knew what that meant...

Eventually, somehow, we managed to get all our clothes skattered around the cabin. We fooled around for a long time. Every touch, every breath, everything was so worth it. If even once in my life I'd felt like dying, this made up for that. Why hadn't we done this the whole time? What had he said before? Ah, yes. He wanted this to be perfect - and it really, truly was. I wondered if he'd ever done this before because everything he did was simply magical. After a long time, he finally settled but nothing was happening.

"Dimitri? What's wrong?" I panted.

"Are you sure we should do this?"

"You're kidding, right? I thought you'd thought this through!"

"I did. I'm just not so sure. I don't want you to do anything you think you have to."

"You realize that this is vertually the WORST time to consider this, right?"

He grinned. "Yes, I understand."

I grabbed his face with both of my hands, forcing him to look me in the eyes. "Dimitri, I have no idea why you're doing this, but I love you."

"I love you too, my Roza," he whispered, as if afraid if he was too loud, I would disappear or he'd wake up. That was my exact feelings throughout this whole thing, but somehow, this just felt too real.

We gazed at each other for too long, leaving my impatient. He seemed to see the decision in my eyes and I saw the agree-
ment in his. So we started where we left off...

Hey guys! Wuzzup, chicas? Kaykay, so I know these chapters haven't been my best work, but i only get a little time on the computer. Plus, I'm also only 13 so i'm not the best author out there. I have a pretty good idea for the next chapter, though, so plz review!

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