"I hope so."

Less than a week later, we were all cramped on a private jet and halfway to Greece. The wedding is in a few days and we needed to set up for it. Dimitri and I have been patching up our relationship by spending more time together. He even bought me flowers. I smiled at the memory.

*Flashback*

It had been another late night with Lissa, planning last minute exceptions for the wedding. Exhaustion was taking over my body and I couldn't wait to sink into my soft bed and curl up beside Dimitri. Just the thought of sleep made me excited.

Our apartment door was unlocked. Dimitri must have left it open, knowing that I would have forgotten to take my house key... again. Only the kitchen light was left on so that I wouldn't have to stumble my way through the dark. This had become a daily routine for me. Dimitri stopped waiting up for me three days ago, instead he just goes straight to bed. I took off my coat and aimlessly hung it on the back of the dining chair.

All movements froze when I saw the stunning red roses held by a glass vase. There were twelve, and each one was more beautiful than the last. A small card hung off the nearest one and in Dimitri's neat handwriting were nine captivating words and a signature:

I will love you until the last rose dies.

Love, D.

I smiled and appraised the bouquet of flowers once again. Right in the centre of the bunch was a rose that stood out among the rest. It was slightly larger and as I brushed my fingers across the petals, I realised it had an almost materialistic feel to it. With burning curiosity, I lifted it up. The stem was made of shiny green plastic and I laughed when it all clicked into place. Dimitri had bought eleven real roses and one fake; I will love you until the last rose dies.

A small tear rolled down my cheek. He is so sweet. I quickly walked into our bedroom and saw him sitting up, reading a western novel. It was one of his favourites and I couldn't help but stare. He looked up at me through loose strands of hair that fell free of his hair elastic. I wiped away my tears and smiled at him. Before he could react, I padded over to him and planted a kiss on his delectable lips. Without pulling away, he placed his book aside and bought me closer to him.

"Thank you," I whispered, hugging him close and resting my head on his chest. Dimitri ran his fingers through my hair. "I love you."

"I love you more."

*End of flashback*

That night had bought us closer. I've slowly been letting down my guard of intimacy around him, but still don't let him go further than second base. For the next four days we'll hardly be able to see each other. The selected bridal party must stay with either the bride or groom during the upcoming days of the wedding. It's not that we can't see each other, because we can, but escaping from Lissa during the most stressful time isn't exactly easy. Dimitri and I had figured this out early, which meant we were making the most of our time together while we still could.

He lifted up the arm chair that separated our seats, and tugged me close against his side. I was exhausted, especially after another late night with Lissa and getting up early for our flight. It was a few hours flight and the Greek airport does not let private jets land, which meant we had to land in Nice, France and catch a regular airplane to Greece.

After we landed there was only a short variation between the flights, which meant we had to run through the airport and quickly board. We had a few seconds to spare, but we made it. The Moroi were panting heavily, whereas the dhampirs looked like we didn't just run halfway across the foreign airport. The French flight attendant greeted us, and neither of us had any idea what she said. I just shrugged and boarded the plane. We all sat in a buddy organisation that was spread throughout the plane.

Dimitri and I were at the back, Lissa and Christian were in business class, Viktoria and Eddie were in the middle and Adrian, Tasha and Mia were across the aisle from where I sat. Dimitri and I weren't attending the wedding as guardians, obviously. After a half an hour debate with Lissa yesterday, she guaranteed me that the guardians had already been flown to Greece and were booking rooms for us. But as long as we are in human territory, Dimitri, Eddie and I were the only guardians aboard this plane. The plane cabin was alight with foreign conversations and I just curled up beside Dimitri again, happy to get in some sleep before we landed.

A sudden jolt made me sit upright, ripping me from my pleasant slumber. The roar of the breaks was sensitive to my ears and I realised we had landed. The plane came to a slow pace and finally parked in front of the small airport. Dimitri studied me with drowsy eyes before unbuckling his seatbelt. It looked like he hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours. People started to file off the plane and when I looked over at Adrian and Tasha, I saw that they were asleep. They looked so cute leaning against each other. Adrian's arms were wrapped around her shoulders and I couldn't help but smile. They would make the perfect couple.

Lissa and Christian fought against the crowd and made their way to us, "Ready to go?" Her hair was slightly mussed and it looked like she had only just woken up. I'm sure I looked the same so I pulled my hair back into a brutal ponytail.

"Yeah," I yawned. "Where are Eddie and Vika?"

"They are waiting for us in the terminal."

"Let's go then," I murmured. Christian and I both gave each other a mischievous look before walking over to Adrian and Tasha's sleeping forms. On the silent count to three we yelled, "Wake up Jeff!" It was off the Wiggles. We almost pissed ourselves laughing at the stunned look on both their faces.

After a quick high-five we exited the plane. The whole way Tasha grumbled to Christian about being grounded for the next month. My chuckles were simultaneous. They just kept coming in waves. Dimitri knotted his fingers with mine and we made our way to baggage claim. All the signs were written in Greek, but the airport was so small that it didn't take us long to make our way through it. We had landed on one of the smaller islands just off the coast of Athens.

The wedding will be held on Mykonos Beach and just north of it lay rocky hills and traditional houses. The hotel we will be staying at is at the bottom of the mountainous hill and is surrounded by stairwell roads and houses. All the concrete houses were the bright shade of white and the stairwells that provided leverage up the mountain are made of grey cobblestone. A string of grocery stores and bakeries lined the bottom of the hill and locals scurried around getting in last minute preparations for tonight's dinner.

The sun had already set and strings of fairy lights and lanterns adorned the roads, shops and even peoples balconies. The Mykonos Beach Hotel was absolutely beautiful. A strange architecture made it all the more unique, and just like all the houses, it was a blinding white that glowed under the twinkling of fairly lights and the moon. But the doors and windows were painted a lovely turquoise blue. As we walked through the main wooden gate, a large blue pool greeted us, along with some poolside chairs and tables. The umbrellas were made of straw and long grass. We climbed up the steps and by the time we reached the reception desk, I was exhausted.

Even the Moroi had to catch their breath for a moment. By the time we go back home, I'm going to be ten times more fit. Walking up stairs everyday does that to you. Lissa checked everyone in and we all huddled in the lobby.

"Okay, so I got us all individual rooms." She handed each of us a key, I was slightly disappointed by this. "Christian, Adrian and Eddie will be on that side of the hotel," Lissa pointed to a hallway that veered left. "Rose, Tasha, Mia, Viktoria and I will be staying on that side." She pointed to a hallway that veered right. "Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads. I linked my arm with Lissa and we immediately walked in the direction of our hallway, pulling our suitcases behind us. "This is going to be so much fun," I murmured.

Mia caught up to us and rolled her eyes, "You sound like a lovesick school girl about to go on a date."

I shot her a sidelong look but decided not to grace her remark with an answer. We climbed up five flights of stairs before finally reaching the sixth floor. "God," Viktoria groaned. "They should at least install an elevator. Have you seen this place? Imagine living on the top floor." She shuddered, "And not to mention the whole town. This island is practically a mountain. I've never seen so many stairs in my life!"

I chuckled as I found a door with my number printed on it, 1081. "Don't go all stair-a-phobic on me, Vika."

She rolled her eyes and entered the room across the hall from mine. Mia's was beside hers, Lissa's was beside mine and Tasha's was at the end of the hall. The moment my door clicked shut, I turned on a light. The simplicity was mesmerizing. It was very white and it consisted of a large kind sized bed pushed up against a wall. The pillows were blue and white and beside the large square of comfort sat a dark brown wooden bedside table. Small candles were lit and pebbles were set there as decorations. Beyond the small table were large double doors. A white, transparent curtain hung in front of the delicate glass. On top of the bed lay a dark wooden tray, holding a vase of red roses and different coloured candles. The scent of jasmine greeted me as I walked closer.

Off to the right were two white couches decorated with blue pillows and resting in front was a dark wooden coffee table. Three white candles of all different sizes rested on top of it. Beyond the small sitting area were open doors that lead to a sparkling bathroom. If I thought the room was white, I was mistaken. There was a large white shower and resting beside it was a stark white hand basin. Small soaps and shampoos decorated it. But what caught most of my attention was the large bathtub with jet streams. It was like a mini Jacuzzi.

Fluffy white towels were rolled up into perfect cylinders and piled on top of each other along the shelve that adorned the wall. And beside that was a bit of green plant life held in a white vase. Two lights sat on either side of the large mirror and beside the main reflective glass was a smaller one, a magnifying one. It highlighted all my impurities. I couldn't believe a room could be so beautiful.

I walked back into the main room and opened the large double doors, which lead me on to my own personal balcony. A dark wooden table and two chairs sat here and a clear vase that held a beautiful white rose sat in the centre. The view was absolutely breathtaking. You could see everything from here. Tonight was a full moon and the light cascaded down, making the sand of the beach a startling white, just like everything else on this island. Dark sapphire blue water rolled in gentle waves against the shore. Down below you could see the busy streets. There weren't any cars or motor vehicles, I mean, how are you gonna drive a little Toyota Camry up these monstrous hills? I noticed that some people pulled Donkeys through the crowds.

The mules carried baskets of Groceries on their backs, or even people. This place just got more fascinating by the second. A gentle breeze rustled through my hair and disturbed the curtains. I sighed in content and rested against the balcony rail. It didn't take long for me to get lost in my own thoughts, wishing that Dimitri was here with me. We would be able to share this intricate beauty together and curl up on the soft bed in each other's arms.

A loud knock on the door made me jump. I quickly bounded over to it and swung it right open. Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear. "Dimitri..." I breathed.

Hehehe. I'm just that evil.

Sorry to cut it off there, but I'm tired of writing.

2,208 words, all for you :)

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