Thanks to my cool Beta CityOfTheDamned. She is great! Hmm...One more day for Spirit Bound! I am so happy! IDK why but I am getting more and more convinced that its Adrian who is on the cover of SB. Anyways…hope you enjoy!

"What do you think people are going to say?" I asked as I looked up at Adrian, staring at my hand where a beautiful diamond ring was placed on my ring finger. We were coming back from the trip he and I had taken to the place where we shared one of our famous visions. It was a nice weekend, but now it was time to come back down to earth. We had done some pretty amazing things back there, things that didn't surpass the PG rating, but things that were defiantly not intended for children's eyes. I blushed thinking about the good memory.

"I am not a freakish vampire that can read minds or a sexy, cool vampire that can see the future." He chuckled and I had to laugh along. He became serious after some minutes of chuckling. "I honestly don't care what people could say or think."

I looked down at the ring. "What will my mother say when she finds out?"

"Rose. . ."

"Adrian. . ." I said in the same tone he had used with me.

"I really don't care what they say. I don't care that I am supposed to marry someone who is supposedly so 'educated.' I don't care about anything . . . but you."

My heart swelled. He would give up anything for me if it came to that. I think he would even give up his whole life if it meant I could be with him. I couldn't let that happen. He needed to live the life he was born to have. I couldn't be the cheap Dhampir that downgraded him. I couldn't. I wasn't the cruel. "I just don't want your reputation to be ruined."

He laughed. "Rose, my life and whatever is in it doesn't matter anymore if I don't have you." He looked seriously at me as I lounged on the hood of his car and he standing in front of me. "Don't you understand? I don't care about how my life is without you in. You have to understand that when I met you, my whole world changed. It was like Darkness finally surrendered to the Light. You changed my whole world completely. I never knew love could be so powerful. I never knew your love could change me so differently."

I looked down at the ground. Adrian and I rarely argued and never over pathetic things. I just didn't want to be the reason he wasn't going to be the Royal he was born to be! What would his parents think when they found out about this? They expected so much from Adrian, how where they going to handle this?

He looked at me for several minutes, arms cross over his chest. He looked very sexy standing like that. Like an eternity later, it seemed, he hugged me tightly against him. "It's going to be okay, Rose." He bit my ear lightly and that made me forget why I was worrying. "It is going to be alright, my angel."

I chilled a little and looked down at the ring once more.

He whispered in my ear, "You are going to have to get used to the rumors and bad comments. How are you going to manage when we get engaged and then married and when we have our kids?"

"You're right. I don't know why I am being depressed and all." What I was stressing over was the ring Adrian had given me during the weekend out. Adrian had custom made a ring that had the color of my birthstone, which was peridot as I was born in August, with a silver band. He had put it on my ring finger and had proclaimed that it be a promise ring to be faithful to each other. It was a huge ring though and people could easily confuse it with an engagement ring. I didn't want anyone believing that Adrian Ivashkov, a rich guy and Rose Hathaway, a common girl, were engaged. Yes, I loved Adrian and wanted to marry him and have a few of his kids and spend the rest of my life with him, but it was too sudden to made people believe that Adrian and I were getting married.

I put my head against his shoulder and tucked my face under his chin. "I don't like it when you waste this much money on me."

He rubbed circles onto my back. "So this is what brought the argument on? You don't like me spending money—a lot of money on you?"

I lightly bit his neck as to lighten up the mood and night a little. "No. I don't you spending any money on me." I admired the ring once more and I admired the other gift he had given me not so long ago; the diamond bracelet glinted on my wrist as moved my hand to his lower back. "Sure, the gifts are very exquisite and very beautiful, but I don't think I am worth you spending all your money."

He pulled back from my embrace, angry. Though I knew the anger was not meant for me, I was still scared for pissing off Adrian Ivashkov. Angry Adrian was not an attractive thing. Well, it was. He did get pretty sexy when he was mad. "What do you mean 'I don't think I am worth you spending all your money?'

"Well—" I tried to stammer out but he stopped me.

"Rose! Do not say those ridiculous things again! You are so worth my money, my time, and my life!"

Ridiculously, my heart swelled until I could feel the pressure on my rib cage. I didn't like when he was too far away from my reach. It seemed when he was far away like that, that there was a wall in between from where he stood to where I sat. The point was that I didn't like him too far away. I loved to feel him near me, under my lips, my hands, my skin, my body. I needed him like a lake needed water. I wanted him like a girl wanted shoes. I loved him like a mother loves her newborn child. It hurt to be away from him, even if it was mere seconds.

"Hmm . . . how about you spend another night in my arms?"

"You know my answer, definite yes." I said, hopping off the hood of his car. He threw his arm around me as we walked to his room. I looked back at his car. "Pumpkin, I really love you car, but you seriously need to purchase another more masculine car. This car is more for a woman."

I seriously loved the way guys got defensive when you said that they seemed to queer and I just loved the way Adrian got defensive. But, this time, he didn't get defensive. Grr. He knew me too well. Damn. No more joke-playing on Adrian. He knows all your moves, Rose. Crap. I was in a desperate need to sit under a tree so that new ideas could come to me.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I was thinking the same exact thing. I do need a more masculine car. How about I donate this car to you and I buy a better version of the newest model of this car?"

I was starting to get excited. "Really?"

He smiled and a second later changed his expression. "No. The best for the beautiful lady. She is going to have to get the better model of this car."

"You know. I suddenly love you more."

He laughed. "God, I shouldn't be too noble. Women start to get interested."

I gave him a sideways look. "I should never see another woman near you because I will chop your balls off in your sleep."

He seemed a little freaked. "Remind me to lock my room in the night."

"Oh, pumpkin. We sleep on the same bed almost every night. It is very easy to reach you."

"I wouldn't cut off my balls, if I were you."

"Why not?"

"Because they might be useful to you later."

"Look, Adrian. I seriously don't want to talk about this when we are about to sleep on the same bed together."

"Babe, angel, you are the one who brought it up."

"Yeah . . . so?"

"So no ball cutting, please."

"I never said I wanted to 'cut your balls off.' I said I was going to 'chop off your balls if I caught you with another woman.'"

"Still . . . you make a point." We reached his room and he unlocked the door, letting me step inside first.

In a gesture of trying to be seductive, I pushed him against the wall and started kissing him. I felt his hand slide all the way down to my thigh. His other hand, I could feel, was gliding up my skirt. Oh, man. This man was serious when it came to making out and stuff like that. But he knew how to stop. He had said so many times that we would only have sex until I was ready.

Our breaths were ragged as we pulled away from each other. I slipped my hands under his shirt and pulled it off. I knew me undressing him was like drinking a Viagra pill for him. I let my hands glide down to his jeans, to the button, and unbuttoned those designer jeans that I loved. This man always looked like he had just stepped out from a Calvin Klein advertisement. Yes, he was that sexy.

"See . . . now you are all ready for bed."

"All thanks to the angel that is very naughty at the moment." He said, throwing that cheeky smile that I loved so much.

I slipped off my shirt and put on the shirt I had just taken off from him. It smelled like his cologne. I took off my skirt and the length of his shirt covered my now-nakedness. I followed him to his bedroom and on the way, I picked up his puppy that was currently sleeping.

Jade's handwriting was sprawled on the note that was on the couch: Sorry, I had to bring Alta back. I was scheduled for a very nice day today. I knew you two would be back today so I knew your baby would be safe. Tell Rose she is going to give me all the dirty details when I get back. Love you, brother. :)

After putting down the note, I climbed into bed with Adrian. We did some serious making out and then we started asking each other questions.

"When we do, how many kids do you want to have?"

"About three, maybe more." I told him frankly. He came from a big family, a family of six so I would assume that he would want a big family. I know I wanted a big family. I didn't want my only child to be alone all its life because his parents were too selfish to have more kids. I hadn't realized that I dozed off until I felt Adrian intrude my dreams.

"Enough," I said. "I am going to be late for practice if you don't stop giving me these awesome kisses."

"Mmm . . . who cares about practice?"

"I do!" I said, going out of his arms, running to the door and opening it. Adrian came close and pecked me one last time. I didn't notice someone was standing behind me until they spoke, rather loudly.

"Rose Hathaway!"

Oh, hell.

I turned around to find my mom standing there, hands on her hips, and her face very red. She was mad. I started flipping out. I looked up at Adrian for some help but none was showing on his face. Right now, we were face-to-face with the devil (my mom) and the devil didn't seem really happy right now.

Oh, shit. I was screwed.

Sometimes I feel like my mom is like that…Lol…review!