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RPOV

I woke up to the sun shining through the windows. It took me a minute to get my bearings and figure out where I was. I stretched out, feeling sore from last night's activities, but couldn't stretch much with the big arm wrapped around my waist. That was when everything back to me clearly. I went to the reunion, fought with Dimitri, sang, he took me back to his apartment and…just thinking about the last of my activities last night made me blush. I turned my body around to face the man of my dreams and was met with amazing chocolate brown eyes that I wanted to sink into and forget everything else in the world.

"Good morning milaya," my Russian god said, accent thicker than usual due to his sleepiness. I hummed in response and snuggled into him. He kissed my forehead and we just laid that in a comfortable silence. I don't know how long we laid like that but all too soon, I heard my phone beeping. I groaned and rolled over. "Where do you think your going?" Dimitri said huskily, grabbing my waist and dragging me back to him.

I giggled as he nuzzled my neck and wrapped me into his embrace. "Dimitri, it could be important. Just because I'm not in L.A. doesn't mean the people there don't need me." He sighed and let me go. I got out of the bed and searched around for my phone. I found it and looked at the screen. Yikes.

Lissa – 10 texts, 3 missed calls, 1 voicemail

Ambrose – 3 texts, 1 missed call, 1 voicemail

Tatianna – 5 missed calls, 2 voicemails

Alberta – 15 texts, 5 missed calls, 3 voicemails

Great, I thought. Lissa's texts were nothing too worried. Just wondering where the hell I went and if I was with Dimitri. The voicemail that came about an hour after the texts was a little frantic though, Lissa being the worrier that she is. "Rose!" she scolded, "Where in the world are you? You just disappeared! Please say you didn't have to go back to L.A.! I swear if you left without saying goodbye Rosemarie Hathaway, you are going to be in so much trouble!" I laughed as I listened to the voicemail. She could go from worried to angry in an impressively short amount of time.

I next opened Ambrose's texts. They were just him asking how the party went and if I ran into my ex. He knew of Dimitri, but I never gave him details. I hadn't even really told him anything but with some of my songs, he just assumed I had an ex I was in love with and I gave only enough information to cover the basics. We met in high school, we were in love, we dated for two years, I moved, he stayed, I never got over him. His voicemail was just a normal voicemail, just asking me to call when I got a chance to talk.

The next messages I listened to were from Queen Bitch, Tatianna. "Rosemarie, I know you are on vacation but we need to go over some contracts with your agent for some upcoming performances." That was the first message and it was pretty standard. The next voicemail however, was not. "Rosemarie Hathaway! Why am I seeing videos on the internet of you singing and then kissing some fan on stage? Is this some publicity stunt? What the hell were you thinking? Call me immediately!" Crap, that didn't sound good. Someone put Dimitri and I's little reunion on the internet. Great, just fucking great.

The last messages I looked at were from Alberta, my publicist/agent. I loved Alberta, she was like a second mother to me. Her first couple of texts were just asking how my time off so far was. After the first three however, she was in full publicist mode asking who the guy I kissed was, how I wanted to proceed with the public, suggestions for how to keep this as quiet as possible since it was still early. Her voicemails were much to the same degree, though in the last one, she suggested that I extend my visit while she takes care of this "fiasco," as she put it. That was fine with me, seeing as I was going to see if I could stay longer anyways.

I finished with the messages and got to work on replying to Lissa first. I texted her saying I went back to Dimitri's place to which I ended with a winky face. I then texted Ambrose saying that I was currently with said ex and that I was happy I came to the reunion. Next, I called Tatianna. I clicked call and sat down at the end of the bed with a long sigh. Dimitri sat up in bed and scooted behind me with his legs on either side of my body. He started rubbing my shoulders and I relaxed a bit, that is until Tatianna picked up the phone.

"Where the hell have you been Rosemarie?" she screeched in my phone. My blood boiled every time she called me by my full name but I let it slide. "Who is this man you are kissing in the video? This is a publicity nightmare! I have been getting calls all night asking who this man is and where you are giving free concerts! The tabloids are going crazy with rumors of secret affairs and you cheating on Ambrose! It has not even been 24 hours and this story is spreading like wildfire..." she kept ranting but I didn't may much attention. I was too busy focusing on Dimitri massaging my shoulders while he kissed my neck. After letting Tatianna yell for a couple minutes, I decided it was time to end the call.

"Tatianna, I get where you are coming from. I will talk to Alberta and she will fix it. I'm staying in Montana for at least the rest of the week or until this blows over. I will stay out of the spotlight, I promise." With that, I hung up. Dimitri chuckled as he kissed my shoulder, his hands moving to massage my lower back. My head fell forward and I groaned in delight as his hands found a sweet spot. "What's so funny?" I asked.

"That woman wouldn't shut up. Now I can see the family resemblance between her and Adrian." I laughed at that. It was true, Tatianna could be stoic and silent but when she was mad, she would rant and talk for hours straight. Dimitri suddenly stopped his hand and removed his mouth from my skin. I immediately missed the contract of his mouth on me. I turned to look at him and saw his face frown in concentration and frustration. I reached my hand out and traced his worry line on his forehead.

"What's wrong?" I asked concerned.

He furrowed his brow and looked away from my eyes. "Did I really cause such a big publicity scandal with that kiss? And I thought you said you weren't dating Ambrose, why do the tabloids think you're cheating on him."

I chuckled and made him look into my eyes. "Dimitri, everything I do is a public scandal to someone. You didn't know what would happen and I didn't even think that someone might be taping my performance. It is something that my publicist will fix and you don't need to worry. As for Ambrose, the tabloids want to play on our friendship and make it look like we are dating. They are just looking for a story. Ambrose and I are just friends, trust me. Nothing has ever happened romantically between us, nor will it."

He nodded but still seemed a little guilty for causing me trouble with the public. "I have to call my publicist. How about you go make breakfast, I'm starving." That brought a genuine smile to his face, one that make me melt into a puddle on the floor. He knew how much I loved food and how I couldn't even boil water without lighting the kitchen on fire. He gave me a kiss on the lips, one that lasted a bit longer than necessary, pulled on some boxers and left the room.

I called Alberta and we talked for a while. She told me to stay put in Montana for at least the rest of the week and that she would handle the public. I didn't ask what she would do to handle it, I trusted her and figured it would be easier to just stay ignorant of the situation and keep myself under wraps here in Montana.

After I was done with all of my business, I looked down to realize I was still completely naked. It actually kind of made me laugh. If only Alberta and Tatianna knew that my "publicity stunt" had ended with me having amazing sex all night with the same guy that caused the stunt, and that I was calling them while I was still naked from said night. I looked around and opened the top drawer of Dimitri's dresser looking for a shirt. Sure enough, just like they had been when we were in high school, his shirts were neatly folded in the top drawer. I grabbed one and put it on. He was such a big guy that the shirt was more like a dress on me and went a little lower than mid-thigh, which was good since Dimitri had torn my underwear to shreds last night and I had to go commando this morning.

I walked into the kitchen to see Dimitri in front of the stove in only his black boxers with his muscular back to me. He looked so amazing that I was about to fuck him right there on the kitchen counter. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. I kissed the middle of his back and sighed. "It smells delicious in here. What are you making?"

"Bacon, eggs, and homemade donuts," he said and I could hear the smirk in his voice. He knew how much I loved donuts. I hummed in satisfaction and left him to do his work. I sat at the kitchen counter and watched as he took the roll of biscuit dough and cut out the centers, making them look like donuts, and then put them in a pan of oil and fried them. While he did that, he cracked eggs and flipped the bacon. I loved that he could cook, it was one of the reasons I loved that he was such a momma's boy. His mother, Olena, was an amazing cook and taught her only son well.

Dimitri finished frying the donuts and cooking the bacon and eggs. He dished us both up plate and put mine in front of me. "Oh, I almost forgot," Dimitri said as he turned and searched the fridge. He pulled out what looked to be a jar of chocolate glaze. He put it in the microwave to heat it and then he drizzled it on the donuts. My mouth was just watering, it looked soooooooo good. I ate everything on my plate and had seconds. I also ate all but one of the donuts, the one that I so graciously let Dimitri have.

I finished the last donut and looked up to see Dimitri watching me. "What? Do I have chocolate on my face?" He chuckled and shook his head. "Well then why are you staring at me Comrade? We both no I have awful sex hair and my makeup is smeared so you can't be admiring my amazing looks."

He smiled and walked around the counter to me. He stood between my legs and cupped my face in his hands. "I just love you and I have missed you so much," was all he said. He kissed me and it soon turned from sweet to passionate. Just as I was about to have amazing, earth-shattering sex with Dimitri on the counter, there was a knock at the door. Dimitri growled and it made me giggle. Dimitri gave me a lingering peck on the lips and went to answer it. Who was at the door was not who I was expecting to see during this trip, let alone at Dimitri's apartment.

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