He took my word on it, but I stopped him before he could do anything. "Hey, does this mean we can make a bet?" I grinned mischievously.
He rolled his eyes. "Do you have to make a competition out of everything?"
"Yup. So, if I lose, you chose the punishment…If I win…I want you to teach me Russian."
His eyes went wide at that, but he controlled himself. "And if I win or lose?"
I shrugged. "I guess you can choose."
A smile was tugging at his lips and I knew I wasn't going to like this. "If I win, no teaching you Russian and you get to do what I say for the rest of the week. If I lose… same as you."
I didn't know what we were actually betting on, to be honest. "Dimitri? What in the hell are we betting on?" He seemed surprised.
He looked thoughtful and said, "I really don't know. What about we spar outside like we used to?"
Cooking and all form of eating vanished from my mind when he mentioned it. I loved sparring with him when he was my mentor back at the Academy and we hadn't done it for quite a while. Eagerly, I grabbed his hand and started dragging him outside.
He laughed when I crossed my arms and waited. He got into position and nodded. Oh, yeah. Time for Rose Hathaway to beat the Russian Badass God Dimitri Belikov. We circled each other almost like a dance. A deadly one.
Of course since he had trained me, he knew my moves, and vice versa. It was going to be tricky, but If all went wrong, I had a couple of tricks up my sleeve. We moved and he lunged at me, his fist just barely making contact with my jaw before I recovered and rebounded, blocking another attack and grabbing his arm.
His other fist came at me and I used my other arm to block it. Breathing hard already, I tried to move back so he couldn't pull me to him, but I had forgotten about his legs….Damn it. They kicked my own legs out from underneath me and I was on my back on the ground.
I rolled away before he could pin me and he grabbed hold of my arms as I struggled. My legs were free and I could see that he was distracted by my struggles, so it was the perfect chance to use his own moves against him. I waited until he was in a particular position before my legs wrapped around his waist and I used the momentum to flip him over.
He still had his grip on my arms and this was now a test of skill and strength. Technique didn't matter anymore to me as I used his moves, trying to get him off guard so I could use a couple of other moves on him that I had picked up myself.
Suddenly, I found myself on the ground once more and I knew if I didn't do something soon, I would be trapped and he would win. I twisted in his hold and finally got my hands free, pushing against his chest. I knew if he pinned me, it wouldn't be the end until he "staked" me and I was technically "dead".
I made my attempts go feeble and made it seem as if I were giving up. Shock flashed in his eyes, but he pinned me down. Moving his hands so he could "stake" me. That was the moment I had been waiting for. I sprung up, grabbing his shoulders and flipping him around.
Astonishment flooded his features as I held my hands over his heart, fingers pointed like they were the point of the stake. I leaned down and kissed his lips, whispering, "I win, Dimitri."
He groaned. "And here I thought you were actually giving up. I should know better."
I helped him up and leaned against him. His arms wrapped around my shoulders as we walked back into the house. I was hot, sweaty, and dirty from rolling around in the grass outside. In other words, I needed a shower, really bad.
"I need to shower," I grumbled. Then I looked up at him. "Won't you join me?"
He rolled his eyes. "I think not. Go get your shower and I'll have dinner."
I stared at him, trying to make him give in. "Aw, come on, just one more time?"
I could see him battling it out again and I moved over to him, pressing closer and pressing on the desire. He shuddered and finally looked at me sternly. "Alright. No more after this. We need to focus on what's going on."
I kissed him happily. Then I pulled back and walked with him up the stairs. He shut the bedroom door carefully while I ran the hot water, deciding on a bath instead. Dimitri didn't seem to really mind and we both stripped our clothes off, slipping into the hot water.
I hugged him tightly and he did the same, holding me as we just relaxed. The last time we had done this, we were interrupted by someone knocking on the door. This time, it was just us two and it was quiet and peaceful. I loved it and I moved closer to him.
His arms tightened around me and I felt safe with him no matter what happened. My eyes started to droop and I felt Dimitri relax further…..
I was jolted awake, splashing water. I looked over and Dimitri's eyes snapped open. He looked at me and then seemed to get sense. He groaned and I tried to hide a smile. Obviously, he had fallen asleep like I had. "Tired there, Comrade?" I teased.
He just shook his head and moved me off of him. "I think we both should get out now."
I folded my arms. "What if I don't want to?"
"Then that's your problem," he replied.
I pulled him back down. I moved my lips to his and breathed against them. "I won the spar, remember? When do I get to learn Russian?"
Not the best chapter, but close enough, better than I had before. xD
SONGS:
Breaking Benjamin songs.
