Last Kiss
Disclaimer: This all belongs to Richelle Mead except for the plot, that's mine.
Chapter 10
I distinctly remembered telling Denis and his group to leave without me. Now I'm going to them again, so much for leaving without me.
As we began walking up the drive Viktoria recognized the house as Nikolai's I recognized it as Denis's.
"Why are we here?"
"Because I need to find Denis." I said as I knocked on the door, a few minutes later Nikolai walked out a look of surprise on his face, "Hi Viktoria, and you're Rose. Right?"
"Yep, is Denis here?"
"No he's in Omsk on one of his suicide missions, he should be back in a few days."
I remember Baia was suppose to be secluded so I guessed a few days until he got back wouldn't hurt, but I really needed to keep moving, "Nikolai, can you give him a message?"
"Sure,"
"Rose is back."
"Going for the dramatic I see."
I noticed Nikolai kept glancing at Viktoria.
"Well, I'm going to leave you two love birds alone." I said winking turning around to leave.
"Sorry Kolya, that's her queue to leave see you later?" She asked lightly touching his arm.
"Tomorrow." He said smiling, Viktoria started leaving with me as he shut the door.
"Wow." I stated.
"What?" She asked innocently.
"You couldn't have been more obvious and you guys still aren't dating? I thought as soon as you got over what's-his-face you guys would be married by now, he's gonna lose you soon."
"He would of months ago if he wasn't so damn cute all the time." She told me as she had a huge grin on her face.
"Sorry, but I don't think he's cute, I like mine tall and handsome, ironic since I'm so short."
"You're not short you just . . . fun size, oh my god did you see his eyes, I could just melt," She sighed.
I thought of Dimitri for an instant but pushed him aside, "Sounds like someone's in love," I sang teasing her as we reach the supermarket to get her magazines,
"Shut up," she teased, blushing slightly. We walked over to the magazines and I scanned the covers, none of them had even a little bit of English in them but I saw the picture of the Twilight wolf on the front of one, that was what I called cute, she found a few as we walked back to the counter. We chatted as we walked the short way home, it was almost dark we had spent a lot of time looking at magazines, if we had been 15 minutes earlier a black rental wouldn't be sitting out the front of the house and I saw Dimitri climb out, Damn It! I grab Viktoria and hid beside the house I hurriedly whispered to her, hoping Dimitri was distracted, "Go inside and distract him don't let him know Adrian and I where here."
I saw her eyes were slightly wide as she nodded at me and hurried over to hug Dimitri, while I snuck around to the back of the house and saw Adrian standing on the poach smoking, I gestured wildly at him and he walked over curious as to why I was being an idiot, "What are you doing?" he asked looking at me like I was crazy.
"Put that out," I gestured to the cigarette,"Dimitri's here, I'm going to grab our stuff, go hide in the bushes over there," I gestured to the corner of the backyard that had thick wild bushes occupying the area," and take this incase," I said giving him my silver stake, I could use hand to hand combat if I had to, and with that he hurried off to hide while I crept closer to the door I could hear their voices, but they were speaking Russian, I only vaguely hear Oksana and Mark thrown in the mix. I managed to poke my head around slightly letting me look through the door to see Viktoria leading Dimitri to the front door, after a few minutes I hear the door close as they left. I quietly slid the door open still keeping myself hidden from the rest of the Belikov's in case they came back and our cover was blown. In our room I quickly cleaned everything up throwing it into our bag and straightening up the bed, it wasn't to Olena's standards but I wasn't sure how much time we would have.
I slipped back down stairs and quickly said my goodbyes to everyone as I slipped back outside to met Adrian, he handed me back my silver stake which I always kept in my jacket before we headed for a house I swore I wouldn't never got to again for a third time . . . I'm really bad at keeping promises to myself.