Yeah, I'm sorry…. Don't kill me. I've been reading my stories as a stress reducer and I am very embarrassed lol. I'll try to finish this story in the mindset it was written (not serious at all). Another story I have in mind will be pretty serious, have darker themes, probably around 30 chapters. Let me know if there's something you want to see in the future!

This is very short but I wanted to get it out so you know I'm back ;)

DPOV

It was too soon for Roza and me to tell each other we loved each other. It had only been a few months since I met her. It was too soon after my parent's death, it wasn't convenient due to these letters, and it sure as hell wasn't convenient when I was the fucking last person alive in line to the throne.

But I couldn't deny the way I felt about her. It was rare to find love, my mama always said that. I found that with Roza. That didn't keep me from pushing her aside and locking myself in the bathroom. I scrubbed myself in the shower and brushed my teeth. When I walked out, Roza was no longer on my bed. Fuck me.

I found her in the kitchen making herself a cup of coffee with only one of my T-shirts, "Roza?"

"What's up comrade?" She says with a false sense of cheeriness as she turns toward me. I raise an eyebrow, she had never been a morning person. She tries and fails to mimic my expression, and I laugh at her attempt. "My behavior was inexcusable Roza, I'm sorry."

She rolls her eyes, "you really have to knock off the whole formal speech, your highness."

I approach her and take her hands in mine, seeing confusion and fear in her eyes. "What are you thinking Roza?" I ask.

She huffs out a breath of hot air and rolls her eyes, "Nothing good." At my questioning glare, she adds, "I'm embarrassed about what I said, usually I have more control over my emotions."

I sigh and lean into her embrace. She tucks her head into my shoulder and I lean down to kiss the side of her neck.

"I can't say it back Roza. Not because I don't want to, but because I'm scared if I do it will come back to haunt me." I whisper in her ear, kissing just below her earlobe.

She leans back to look at me, "I understand this isn't very convenient" she jokes.

I roll my eyes and kiss her lips gently. "I don't care, I need you. Nothing is going to keep me from you."

She nods slightly and smiles as she reaches up on her tiptoes to kiss me again. Fuck I loved this woman, but if I said it the universe would curse me again. Once this was all over I would tell her, and show her- god I would show her, over and over again.

"you're thinking about something naughty comrade, I can tell." She says, breaking me out of my thoughts.

I smirk and grab her waist, throwing her over my shoulder. I ignored her cries of disbelief and outrage as I walked back to my room and deposited her on the bed. Laying her down I start to worship her neck.

"you've gotten stronger, your highness," She says.

I chuckle, "Thanks to you, guardian Hathaway."

She moans as I find that spot behind her ear. I let my fangs slide over it, Rose shivering in response. She had acted surprised when I did it this morning but seemed to like it. I had the urge to bite her but I stopped myself, leaning on my elbows to hover above her.

"It's okay Dimitri," She gasps and tries to pull my head back to her neck. I kiss her again, sucking and swirling my tongue and not stopping until she was out of breath.

"I heard about what it's like from other dhampirs," She says gasping.

"About what," I question, leaning back so her body is beneath mine.

She blushes, "During sex, a Moroi's bite can be…" She trails off looking flustered.

I smile at her and kiss her lips once before replying, "That should only happen between two consenting adults. It is very intimate and requires trust from both people."

"I take it that won't happen between us?" She asks a little put-out. I go back to kissing her breathless and bunching up the fabric at her waist.

"Not today Roza, but one day, when this is all over I'll show you exactly how much you mean to me."

"Okay," She groans and pulls me back to her. Instead of letting her guide me up to her lips, I push her hands away and make my way down her body. I pull her legs apart, one on each shoulder, and bend down to taste her in an entirely different way than she had planned. From her surprised sounds of pleasure, I figured she didn't mind.