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Previously…

The host took the microphone back, a little shocked but willing to go along. "Well, there is something. We weren't planning on doing it tonight, but I think it can be arranged." He looked to the small band behind him, and at someone off the stage for clarification. Turning back to us, he continued, "It's something I like to call cocoanut smooching, so if you ladies could bring your partners up onto stage here, we can get started."

My eyes locked with Rose's.

This is going to be interesting.

As of now I found myself standing on stage, so close to Rose that I could feel her breath on my neck and hear her heart racing as quickly as mine. She looked up at me through her gorgeous lashes, brown eyes staring up at me. She blinked, smiled, and looked away shyly. It was such a beautiful sight. My hand reached up to brush against her cheek before I could tell myself not to, and when she looked back at me, I couldn't help the quicker-than-usual intake of breath.

"Ladies and gentleman, we are in for quite a show tonight! Anytime my family and I have done this it's been interesting and-"

He was cut off by someone I've officially decided that I dislike.

"Oh for god's sake, get on with it!" Mia exclaimed, grumbling and groaning as she usually does.

The man went on to explain the aim of the game, clearly not interested in what Mia had to say.

"The pairs have to get the coconut from their midsections up to their mouths without the use of theirs hands. This is a test of team work and takes great communication." He began, speaking to the crowd.

The four of us were set up on either side of the stage, Rose and I on one side and Mia and Aaron on the other, with the host in the middle. Aaron and Mia were in a similar position to Rose and I, standing almost flush against each other, with only a rather miniature coconut between their mid-section. I don't know if Aaron was enjoying this as much as I was (because I really, really was).

Rose sneezed and dear lord help me. As she sneezed her, ugh, 'cocoanuts' brushed against my chest, and a shudder ran through me. This was going to be messy- for me at least.

My eyes betrayed me and I couldn't help but glance down at her 'coconuts', barely covered by a tiny coconut shell bra. Rose caught my glance and raised her eye brows. I coughed and looked away guiltily. However, inner Dimitri smirked a bit. Oh, if my mother saw me right now.

The crowd cheered and I realised that the host had finished explaining, and we were meant to begin.

The two of us looked at each other, and awkwardly began bringing the coconut up to our mouths. This involved a lot of rubbing against each other, and a lot of awkward silences.

The coconut was higher up our midsections now- don't ask me how it got there, I was way too distracted. Mia let out a cheer behind us, which only spurred Roza on further. She muttered to her herself and let out the sexiest little groan.

Girlfriend Dimitri, your girlfriend Tasha; remember?

The beat of the band increased, and so too did the volume of the crowd. Most of the audience were cheering the two of us on, but the odd people were rooting for Mia and Aaron. I looked back to Rose, watching as her tongue came out, jerking out to the edge of the mouth as her face scrunched in concentration. I was mesmerised. She noticed my stagnant body, whipping her hands up to flick the back of my head. I blinked in shock, just now noticing the fire in her eyes.

She was serious about this.

My emotions and lust weren't going to withhold much longer if she kept looking at me like that. It reminded me of when we first met, before Jesse became an asshole, before she had the kids, before she developed those adorable stress lines on her faultless forehead. It reminded me of when we first met; when we were young. I'll never forget those electric, passionate, alluring eyes drawing me in. Never forget the emotions they provoked.

I thought I'd escaped those eyes, that fire and emotion that made me so captivated by Roza, but it was back, and like last time, I was falling hard.

"Get your shit together, I'm winning this, and I won't let you screw it up for me!" She exclaimed, bringing her hand up to hit me again. Reflexes made my hand to shoot out and grab hers, caressing her skin and lacing my fingers with hers.

I leant forward to whisper in her ear, "Use your cocoanuts."

She leant back in shock, so far in fact that I had to quickly grab her hips and pull her back towards me so the coconut between us didn't fall.

"Excuse me?!" She exclaimed again, looking at me in surprise.

I smirked, "Use your 'coconuts' to bring the cocoanut up to me."

"You say that to a lot of girls, Comrade?"

"Only the special ones," I winked.

I was flirting. Dear lord, I was flirting with my best-friend. Whilst in a committed relationship. I'm going to hell for this.

Rose and I went back to work, my hands remaining on her hip, and hers on my arms. Tingles rushed beneath my skin, and my heart raced erratically.

Glancing briefly over Rose's shoulder, I noticed that Mia and Aaron were almost finished, and the audience was getting more and more roused. I was so certain that we had lost, there was no way that we could beat the pair now; they were miles ahead. And then the miraculous happened.

Aaron dropped the coconut. I wanted to cry with relief for Rose, but she didn't get as excited as I thought she would. She just narrowed her eyes as Mia yelled abuse.

Didn't we win?

"Mia won't go down without a fight," She explained, practically reading my mind. I hate it when she does that.

Mia was fuming, absolutely hysterical. "Pick it up you lazy oaf!"

Aaron frowned, reaching for the cocoanut.

"Not with your hands, you idiot!"

I glanced at Rose. I was befuddled, but Rose was just watching wearily. Her eyes narrowed and nose scrunching slightly, near the forehead.

"I know it's against the rules of the games, but seriously? How else is he meant to pick up the coconut?" I whispered, but Rose promptly shushed me, placing her smooth palm over my lips.

I glared at her but she didn't give me the light of day, far too busy watching Aaron pick the coconut up with his ass.

Wait, what?

I carefully turned so that I could see better without dropping our own coconut. Cause I'm telling you now, if I did drop it Rose would have to deal with the loss because there is no way in hell I'm picking it up with my butt.

Against all odds, Aaron managed to pick the coconut up- I felt myself let out a shiver- and press it against Mia's midriff. By this point she was squealing, the audience was in hysterics, and Rose was growling in frustration.

Her delicate fingers fell from my mouth only to grip chin fiercely, pulling it to look her in the eyes. It was sexy.

Shut up, Dimitri!

We went back to work bringing the cocoanut up to our mouths and I was so glad when we were successful. I honestly would have feared my life if we hadn't. As the host acknowledged our win, I let the coconut fall from our lips, grinning at Rose and the glee evident in her eyes. Mia wasn't so cheerful, however, letting out a shriek of anger and storming from the stage.

Like a loyal dog, Aaron skulked after her, ignoring her cursing and insults towards him. Poor guy.

Rose grinned at me, jumping into my arms and giggling as I lifted her up and spun her host walked up to us, holding the microphone out to us.

"You two were amazing, so in sync," Roza's smile widened, "how long have you been married?"

We both answered.

"Eight years,"

"Ten years,"

I looked at Rose in horror- maybe we're not so in sync after all. Her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed. Smooth as I am though, I was able to cover it up.

"Sorry, honey, you're right; it is ten years. Every second I have with you just goes far too quickly, that I wish we were only married eight years. That way I would two extra years to look forward too with you."

I could see Rose mentally rolling her eyes, but the crowd ate it up like they'd been starving for days. I could hear the women awing and whispering to each other, especially as Rose laughed and kissed my cheek. The spot that she kissed burned softly as she pulled away, like she'd set my skin on fire. Who knew such delicate lips could make my blood boil.

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