Waking up, naked, next to Dimitri was becoming a regular thing for me. We had both had a very erotic night and the satisfaction of waking up next to him was marvelous. My arm was draped over his chest and he was mindlessly playing with a small bunch of my hair. I couldn't see his face, but I'd guess it had a hidden expression of delight underneath his empty gaze at the ceiling.
I was grinning ear to ear when I felt his leg rub over mine. "Did you have fun last night?" He suddenly asked. I almost laughed. "No Dimitri fun was not what I would use to describe a highly pleasurable experience. I would have to classify last night as paradise, maybe even heaven." I played. I repositioned myself so that I was looking at his face.
"Well then, I did better than I thought." He said. I arched one eyebrow in a confused manner. "What do you mean you did better than you thought?" I asked, puzzled. "Well I guess considering you were practically screaming my name, I did do a rather good job." He teased and I blushed. "Screaming, really?" I was a little embarrassed. He smiled. "It's not a bad thing, because I like hearing you scream my name." He said, making me blush even more and let out a giggle.
He got up and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower. I laid on the bed looking out the window where the beach was already populated by tourists and easy goers. I didn't see Dimitri sneak up on me and scoop me off the bed. So much for guardian instincts. He kissed my forehead and set me down in the open shower. "I do love these open showers. It gives me a reason to really examine your beauty." He said romantically.
I was attached to Dimitri in the shower as he rubbed the sweet lavender soap over my body. The water was warm and his touch made me fluster. I couldn't help but let out a silent whimper. "I think we'd better get dressed." I finally said rinsing off the soap and ringing out my hair. "Of course." He said. I accidentally slipped and landed on the floor of the shower.
When Dimitri slid over to help me I was too distracted by him to even move. He was huge...and I do mean huge if you know what I mean. I almost couldn't muster up the strength to stand up. I had noticed this before, since we had had sex and all, but actually staring at it just made me freeze. I recovered once I wasn't eye level anymore. He had helped me up and hugged me to him. "Are you hurt?" He asked instinctively. "No." I shook my head.
He turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist and draped one over my shoulders. I let it hang there before I put it around myself. Dimitri put his clothes from last night back on and I rummaged through my suitcase for something to wear.
"You'd think it'd be easy to find something decent in all this mess." I complained, pulling out clothes. "Let me help." He said, taking a shirt from my hand. He eased me out of the way and in two simple movements had an outfit. "This would look nice, don't you think?" He asked, holding the shirt up to me.
I took the shirt and pulled it on. It was a black halter with red embroidery on the bottom. The shorts were tan and when I put them on, a little tight, but as I walked around they stretched, slightly. Dimitri examined me and had a smile on his face. "Perfect." He said, kissing my cheek. I reached for his hand, but didn't catch it in time.
"I need to go change my clothes, you can come with me if you'd like." He told me. I nodded and slipped on my shoes. I was just about to close the door when Lissa tapped me on the shoulder. "We need to talk, now." She said urgently. Dimitri looked at me curiously. "Um, Dimitri, I'll catch up with you in a minute, I need to talk to Lissa." I told him. He smiled and walked off down the hall. I went into Lissa's room and shut the door. "What is it?" I asked. She looked angry. "Is everything all right with Christian?" I had to make sure she wasn't upset over him again. Her face relaxed a bit.
"Oh we are fine, I had an excellent night with him, well you really don't want to hear about it." She jumbled. I laid my hand over hers. "Well then what's the matter Liss?" I asked. "It's my parents." She said unexpectedly. "P, parents?" I tripped over the word. Lissa hadn't spoke of her parents in the longest time. Concerned, I looked at her lovingly. "What's the matter? Please tell me." I said.I was not prepared for what came next.
"I have a sister named Isabelle." She blurted. My eyes widened and I couldn't speak. "I was walking along the beach last night, and a girl was running. I didn't mean to, but I accidentally ran into her. We both fell and I helped her up, but when she looked me in the eyes I couldn't believe what I saw. She had the same eyes, the same face, the same expression. It scared me. And when she introduced herself I couldn't help but ask who her mother and father were.
She looked amused when I asked, but when she answered she said her mom's name was Jane Doephine and her father was," She stopped and took a deep breath, but I finished for her. "Eric Dragomir." Lissa quickly looked at me. "How'd you know?" She asked. I hung my head. "I don't know Lissa." I lied. "Well, it appears that I have a half sister and my dad was a liar." She said bitterly. It made me sad to see her angry. She was such a gentle person.
"Well, what else did this Isabelle say?" I asked. Lissa looked up. She said that she lived in California and her mom worked in Vegas. She conveniently never knew my father, so she never knew much about him life except his name. And it would figure, because he didn't want any of us to find out about his filthy lies." She was gritting her teeth and fighting back tears. "I just thought you should know." She choked.
I rubbed her back. "I know it's hard, but it's not like you can really do anything about it now." She looked at me pitifully. "She is suppose to meet me here tonight at five." She said. Then I quickly remembered. Tatiana's note! This was the person Lissa needed to gain her spot in the council! Lissa nudged me. "What are you smiling about?" She asked, wiping her eyes. "I think I just found your right to the council."