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Adrian's POV
"Where are we going?" Remi wondered as we walked down the "mall"-ish part of court, holding hands.
We ignored the disgusted looks from the people around us and all the whispers and the stares. We definitely were a scandal. Which reminded me, I still had to go visit my parents. I had kind of been putting that off for awhile.
"To get breakfast," I told her simply as I lead her to a little café that I liked to go to.
"Wonderful, I'm starving," she grinned.
"That's because you skipped out on Christian's dessert last night, I would say I saved you some but that'd be a lie. I ended up fighting Rose for your piece," I told her.
"Who won?" Remi mused.
"Who do you think?" I scoffed.
"Rose," she stated with a grin.
"Of course, Rose gets scary when it comes to food, especially dessert or donuts. She threatened to break my fingers one by one just for a piece of chocolate cake," I told her the events of last night. Rose was actually scary looking. She just had that look in her eye that told me she was not joking about breaking my fingers one by one.
"Did it have gnash on the outside of it?" Remi asked as she surveyed the menu for the café.
"Gnash?" I repeated.
"A chocolaty fudge kinda sorta coating?" she explained.
"Then yes there was gnash," I confirmed.
"I would have threatened somebody for it too," Remi laughed.
"Remind me to never get in your way when it comes to gnash," I teased.
"Hi, I'm Lana, can I take your order?" a younger Moroi girl asked us from behind the counter. She eyed Remi with distaste and eyed me like I was a piece if candy.
"You ready, love?" I asked Remi, she blushed a little.
"Uhh, yeah," she smiled softly.
"Okay, I'll have the bacon mushroom omelet with a cup of hazelnut coffee with cream and no sugar. What about you Remi?" I ordered.
"I'll take an egg white croissant sandwich with a cup of jasmine tea," Remi told Lana who wrote it all down.
"That will be $12.37 Lord Ivashkov," Lana told me. I gave her my debit card and she swiped it, and handed me the receipt and a number for the table for our food.
"That's all you're getting to eat? I though you were starving," I asked Remi as we sat down at a two person table just in front of the windows of the café that looked outside. We had a beautiful view of the fountain outside and the gardens.
"I'll be snacking later after I workout. Besides I hate eating big meals before I go workout," she explained.
"You're not working out till later tonight. I got you an appointment at the spa for a haircut, full body massage, manicure, pedicure, and facial with Rose so you two can discuss the how the bond works and how to deal with its bad sides. It's all on my treat," I informed her.
"I only need a haircut Adrian," Remi protested.
"Trust me. You're going to thank me later when you start training and going to school again. You need to be pampered before the torture starts," I reminded her.
"Okay but you need to learn how to give massages in return," she smirked.
"I know how to but not as good as a professional," I defended myself.
"We'll test it out sometime," she said seductively and I gulped.
"You need to stop seducing me," I said huskily.
"I'm not trying to," she grinned.
"Sure you aren't," I rolled my eyes at her.
"I'm being legit, I'm only being myself. Sorry if I'm being too sexy for you," she teased.
"It may be a good thing you won't being staying with me at night anymore," I joked.
"I'm going to be all lonely and cold without you, Adrian," Remi pouted.
"It's not my choice for you to move over to palace housing. I actually feel kind of bad for you," I confessed.
"Why, because I won't see your handsome face in the morning?" she giggled.
I lowered my voice down so know once else could hear what I was saying.
"You might want to buy ear muffs or sound proof your room. With Christian and Lissa it's not so bad, but from Christian's complaining yesterday after you left, when were eating dessert. It seems as if Rose and Dimitri are very loud when they have sex… which is a lot according to Christian," I whispered.
"God kill me now. I don't want to hear that," she muttered.
"Your poor virgin ears," I teased.
"My ears are not virgins and you know that. With other people I'd be annoyed but I couldn't careless. With Rose and Dimitri it grosses me out because I don't want that image in my mind. I mean, he's my cousin and practically my big brother. I don't need to imaginatively see that let alone stumble open it one day," she shuddered.
"How would you even know what it looks like?" I joked.
She raised one of her eyebrows, her eyes asking me if I really wanted to know. I paused and nodded.
"One, obviously movies, ratings never stopped Logan and I from seeing them. Two, I had one Dhampir friend that really hit it off with Moroi boys and liked to use the basement lounge as a place to rendezvous. It seemed that every single time I went downstairs to do my laundry she was having sex with some guy on the pool table. Never played pool again there after the first time I saw that happen. Three, obviously because I'm a technical virgin," she explained.
"I still don't get that and I'm getting very curious as to what that means," I was more comfortable with the situation now that I had gotten used to the fact Logan was her past and he was obviously not coming back.
"I'd rather not discuss it in public," she told me as Lana brought our food out on a tray and she handed me her number right in front of Remi. Lana gave a smile that was trying to be seductive or man eating but it was not at all. Remi could beat her in every area of seduction and she was a virgin. Lana gave Remi a smirk and a sneer as she walked back to her spot behind the counter. Remi gritted her teeth and picked up her cup of tea.
Lana watched us still. She motioned me to flip over the piece of paper with her number on it.
"So what does it say on the other side?" Remi wondered as she caressed her mug.
I read the note.
"Call me anytime handsome. I guarantee a fun time, more fun then you could have with your…" I didn't finish reading the note. The term blood whore was something I wouldn't say anymore unless it meant standing up for somebody who got called one, especially Remi.
"That's unoriginal. I could have come up with better shit," Remi tried to keep a happy look on her face but I could see there was something troubling her. I knew she was troubled because she rarely ever swore.
I watched Remi collectively as she sipped her tea. She suddenly became interested in the bottom of her mug.
"Rem, what's the matter?" I asked her, worried.
"I'm fine," she shrugged and gave me a small smile.
"Your Aura tells me otherwise and I know you well enough to know you're not," I argued.
"What gives people the right to call me a blood whore? Despite the fact I was one for a year. I didn't want to be one. I understand it seems sketchy that I'm dating you since I'm Dhampir and you're a Moroi. What Moroi man in the right mind dates a Dhampir girl and doesn't drink her blood? It's not like it's happened a lot or what? Your parents are going to say the same about me and maybe call me a gold digger or something, even though I have a lot of money on my own. Is it always going to be like this?" she rambled.
"Rem," I was trying to cut in but she kept rambling.
"Even when I'm a Guardian will I still be called a blood whore? How can I ever be a respectable Guardian when everyone is calling me a blood whore behind my back? I mean even the Guardians think I'm one!" she continued.
"Rem, Remi, Remilda, Remilda Florence, Remilda Florence Szelsky. Buffy, Little Vampire Slayer," I kept making up variations of her name. That quieted her down. I took her hand and gave her a gentle smile.
"Don't mind other people, especially my parents. I love my mom and all, but she can be a little stuck up," I told her.
"What about your dad?" she murmured.
"He's just an ass. So definitely don't listen to him," I chuckled.
"You're going to go through so much harassment because of me. I'm sorry Adrian," she apologized.
"This is not your fault and it's worth it to be with you, Rem. You are a great person and you're beautiful. Half of this taunting could be my fault too. I used to be a player and that doesn't seem to go away in people's minds," I told her.
She set her mug down and began to eat her croissant. Still holding onto her hand on top of the table, I began to eat also.
Once we finished eating and drinking our tea or coffee we got up.
"Can I have the piece of paper Lana gave you?" Remi asked randomly.
"Sure thing," I handed it to her, curious to see what she'd do to it.
Lana heard Remi say her name and looked over at us. Remi smiled sickly sweet as she flashed the piece of paper at Lana and tore it into millions of little pieces. Remi then plastered the fakest smile on her face and gave Lana the "I'm watching you" movement. Lana looked aghast, but she recovered and glared. Her aura screamed she wanted revenge.
"Bitch," Remi muttered under her breath with a grin.
I figured it was best to get her out of there before either one of them could engage into a fight. Though, I knew who would win if they did. Remi would win, obviously. She may not be up to date on her training, but she could beat up Lana because she was a Moroi girl.
"Come on," I tugged her away from the café and led her outside. The sun was still in the sky but it wasn't bothering me too badly. I began to lead her through the garden and to the fountain.
"I've never been over here before and I've been to court so many times," she admitted as we took a seat on the walls around the fountain.
"You were a kid so this place was probably not of any interest. Besides, this is relatively new, Rose pretty much did everything in this garden," I teased.
"Why?" she wondered curiously.
"Rose got in trouble for running away to Vegas with some of our Scooby gang. Her punishment was to do all this gardening work. She's pretty good at it actually, though she'd never admit it," I explained.
"Scooby gang, hmmm. Sound like you guys, Rose told me about out the trouble you guys went to find out who killed your Aunt," Remi mused.
"Enough about the Scooby gang, I want to know about your technical virginity," I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
She blushed and looked down at our intertwined hands.
"Don't be embarrassed, I've obviously pretty much done everything," I told her and kissed her hand that was holding mine.
"Don't remind me, not something I want to think of," she sighed.
"I'm sorry I've been with so many other girls. If it makes you feel any better, they meant nothing and most of the time I was drunk. I was also younger and I haven't had sex in almost a year, and I'm willing to wait for another 16 months for you," I said.
"Makes me feel a little bit better," she mused.
"I also never had sex with Rose," I added.
"That I knew," she remarked.
"How could you possibly know?" I asked her.
She tapped my head with her free hand and gave me a "duh" look.
"Right," I chuckled, "back onto you now."
"I've done everything on the receiving end, except full on sex obviously," Remi said vaguely.
"The receiving end?" I wondered and couldn't help but grin.
"I've never initiated any actions on another boy. The boy initiated… stuff on me," she blushed.
"I think I get you but you could just say it out loud you know. We both know you have a dirty mouth," I teased her.
"Yes, but this is actual things that have happened to me," she retorted.
"Does it make a difference?"
"Well, yes. The dirty talk is just something that I can make up off the top of my mind and not feel so bad 'cause I haven't actually done that," she explained.
"Alright so let me get this straight, you're a technical virgin because you let a guy finger you and eat you out?" I asked her with a serious face, but on the inside I was laughing like crazy. I was kind of relieved. I didn't like the idea that Logan had done that to her but the idea of her doing something Logan seemed far worse. So the milder one made me laugh.
"You're not mad are you?" she questioned shyly.
"I'm a little livid, yes," I said with no emotion in my voice. Her eyes widened in fear. How was I pulling this on her? She had the bond with me; she should know I was joking.
"Please don't hate me, Adrian. I'm sorry, just don't hate me," she rambled. I began to laugh because she really didn't pay attention to the bond.
"Remi, you should know I was kidding. You have the bond remember," I chuckled and kissed her cheek. Her eyelids did this weird twitchy thing and she got an agitated look on her face. Her Aura mimicking her expression.
"What is it?" I asked, concerned.
"Nothing, I just block the thoughts and feelings part from our bond. I keep the bond open when it comes to darkness and when you're feeling distressed or when you come across trouble. Otherwise the bond is silent unless something really strong pulls me into your head, but since all the strong moments are with me. There is no point for the bond to pull me into your head because I'm already there," she told me.
"Oh," was all I could say.
"I didn't want to invade your thoughts and all, so I kind of have been working out that. It's worked, I just think the bond let's me cheat on actually asking you how you are and what's going on in your life. I like to talk to you also," she continued.
"I understand. I'd want the same if I could read your thoughts. Although, sometimes I would love to get into that brain of yours," I replied.
"Yes, you do wish," she laughed and kissed me. I let go of her hand and cupped her face as I kissed her gently back.
"Let's go back to my room. I told Rose you'd meet her there and then you two would walk down to the spa," I told her and pulled her up with me.
"Okay," Remi replied and I walked her back to my room.
Remi flopped onto the couch and sighed. I sat her up and sat down. She slid back down, her head resting on my thighs. She looked up at me and gave me a small smile. I pulled her hair out from under her head so I fanned out on my lap.
"I'm going to miss you," she murmured, placing her hand on my hand. I laced my fingers through hers.
"I'm only going to be a few hallways away. You're still going to see me everyday," I chuckled.
"No, not now, when I go to school in 2 weeks," she explained.
"You still won't be so far away. Lehigh isn't even an hour away from her and you're school is only 25 minutes from court. I can easily see you still; we can dream walk every night, maybe go on dates in the human world. It'll work out, you'll see," I told her.
I decided I wouldn't go to Lehigh with her. She still close enough to court and I would love to be at Lehigh with her, but I know my parents would throw a fit I they knew she was there. Normally, I wouldn't care if they were pissed but I knew it would affect Remi and she can't be distracted from her training. Another reason I really shouldn't be going to Lehigh with her. I know I would be a big distraction, and I wanted her to be fully focused when she trained.
"You can also always come to Lehigh when Dimki and Christian go to see Rose and Lissa. You could pick me up from school too some days," she suggested hopefully.
"I could kidnap you and take you someplace nobody would find us. You could be my sex slave and we'd live happily ever after," I joked. Her eyes lit up.
"I like that idea the best. I choose that one," she grinned.
"Sorry, that'd be illegal," I laughed and kissed her. She kissed me back and sat up, somehow rotating around facing me without breaking the kiss. I placed both hands on her lower back and lowered her down onto her back on the couch, with me on top of her.
My hands slid under her shirt and skimmed over her hip bones and rib cage. She shivered and deepened the kiss. Though, it wasn't really kissing anymore. More like an amazing game of tonsil hockey. Her legs hitched up and locked around me.
"HAND CHECK!" a familiar voice shouted from in front of us. We both turned to look at Rose smirking at us. She for once was not wearing Guardian clothes. Rose looked like a normal girl today. She was technically off duty so she could be dressed that way.
"You are so lucky I convinced Dimitri to just let me pick you up alone," Rose laughed as I pulled my hands out from under Remi's shirt.
"You aren't going to tell him, are you?" Remi asked as we sat up.
"No, Dimitri is just being overprotective. It also doesn't help that he doesn't like Adrian very much. Dimitri is also a bit hypocritical because this is how Dimitri and I were when we first really realized we wanted to be together. Not to mention the lust charm, but I'll explain that story later," Rose replied.
I sighed in relief. I was pushing my luck with the whole Dimitri killing me or punching me thing.
"Well we should get going, Remi. Bye Adrian," Rose stated.
"Alright, bye Adrian," Remi sighed and kissed me goodbye before walking out the door with Rose.
I fell back onto the couch and groaned. It was going to be a long 16 months.