So, at the moment I'm sitting here sipping on hot cup of tea (do you know how hard it is to type while doing that?!), shivering my ass off. IT'S SPRING! It should NOT be this cold…

Maybe it's cause I'm sitting in leggings and a shirt…BUT STILL!

Anyway, I'm really sorry that this chapter took so long, I've just been hectically busy, with barely anytime to breathe, so as you can tell, I've had very little time to write.

But enough of that, here is the chapter…

"No really, why don't you just hang out platonically with Adrian?"

She smiled, and gave a small nod. She meant that she would think about it, but I knew it would be hard. He reminded her too much of Jesse. With his snarky attitude, the way he was almost always drunk, and the way he was always making sexual references to woman.

But I knew him more than she did, and I knew that he and Jesse were nothing alike, and that if he and Rose got to know each other they could be good friends.
So we said good night to each other, and then I headed back into the hotel room and out to the balcony to be with Tasha and the kids.

Aisley's POV

BAM! Look at that; Aisley's POV! Sorry, interruption…

"So, what kind of stuff do you do with your father?" Tanya asked, resting her elbow on the table, then her head in her palm. Her flowing black hair fell down her shoulder ever so delicately, her stunning blue eyes smiling down at me like the stars shine down on earth. Her full, pink lips were smiling at me softly, beautifully.

My mum was still prettier.

I don't understand how Dimitri could not see that. This Taniesha chick was pretty, yes, but so is a load of shit to dung beetle. It just doesn't make any sense to me.

"Oh, not that much. My dad doesn't really spend much time-"

A thick hand suddenly entrapped my mouth, sufficiently interrupting me. I glared up at Dimitri, who stood behind me, looming over my small frame. I was tiny enough -something I seemed to have inherited from mother- and then I was also sitting down, so Dimitri looked freaking giant from down here.

"What she means is" He started, glaring back down at me, not removing his hand at all, "is that I've been a bit busy lately but usually we do a whole lot of stuff together."

He slowly removed his hand, looking down at me as if to say 'How's the weather down there?' Stupid, dumb-

"What kind of stuff?" What's her face, asked. Really, what was her name again?
Dimitri elegantly took the seat beside me, casually bumping me in the process. I knew what he was trying to say, "Behave."

But seriously, I was having way too much fun to behave right now.

"Sometimes Dad likes to take me to dark alley ways. That's where he meets a lot of his friends. Dad tells me to be quite, because they like little girls and stuff."

The Tanya person looked really scared at that moment, and it took every ounce of self-control to not burst out laughing. I mentally wiped a tear from my eye, god I'm genius.

Dimitri looked pretty scared too. He pulled me onto his lap, squeezing me tightly around the waist.

"You've been playing too many of Mi- Bobby's computer games, my little…munchkin…"

I fake laughed, "That's what that man with the gun calls me!"

This was too easy.

Dimitri grunted with stress, quickly picking me up off his lap and effortlessly placing me onto my own two feet. He held onto my arms tightly, and a little longer than necessary. He was definitely mad, and on the verge of blowing it.

I decided to give him a bit more of a shove.

"You know, daddy dearest, you really should stop making me have sleep overs at his house. He scares me."

"Dimitri!"

Boom.

Rose's POV.

"C'mon Rose! Just go out with me! Just for a while. Dinner, drinks, and then straight home, I promise." This was the fifth time he had asked- begged- me to go out, and I have to say, I was thinking of agreeing with him. Weird, I know.

I leant down over the kitchen bench, thinking that this was a trick and that once we were in the car he would take me to some sort of basement and torture me by making me watch re-runs of Vampire Diaries. Or something like that.

I was still worried about the kids, so that kind of blurred my decision.

A voice in my head whispered, "Don't worry about the kids, they're fine with Dimitri. Just go out to dinner with that damn sexy guy, and afterwards, when you've finished having smoking hot sex, then you can worry about the kids."
I rolled my eyes at my 'internal voice'.

"Adrian, how many times have I told you about my personal space and how I don't like it being invaded…" I whispered, turning just in time to catch him backing away from my ear. He seriously thought I wouldn't catch him whispering into my ear?

Then he did something I certainly did not expect.

He wrapped his hands around my hips, effortlessly lifting me up onto the bench.

"Don't deny that you like me being close," Adrian muttered, mere inches from my face.

His breath tickled my face, its warm temperature only urging on my flushed cheeks. His green eyes bore into my own brown ones, sparkling beautifully. It seemed that he'd put me under some kind of trance, like my brain was under his spell. Warm hands rested on my thighs ever so softly, sending tingles all the way up my spine. It wasn't exactly helping to clear my mind.

Slowly Adrian leant forward, his lips centimeters away from my own, when suddenly they were ripped away. I gasped for air as if coming up from drowning under water, blinking furiously as I realized what happened- or almost happened.

"What the hell is going on here?" I blinked again, just for extra certainty that I wasn't dreaming.

Dimitri stood off to the side, Adrian gripped tightly by the collar. He'd been angry when I first told him about Jesse getting me pregnant with Aisley, but it was nothing compared to now.

"Well?" Dimitri persisted, his brown eyes glaring furiously at me; nostrils flaring with each breath. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, cocking my head to the side. I was so mystified; Dimitri had never been jealous before, if that was even why he was angry. I wasn't sure. But I'd seen Michael jealous before, and that was how Dimitri was acting now.

"Where are my kids?" I ignored him, asking my own question. I didn't like his tone; it was too similar to Jesse's. Of course, they were for totally different reasons, but it still hit too close to home.

"They were misbehaving, so I cam over for advice, when obviously I was interrupting something."

Dimitri released Adrian- who looked just as confused as I did- only to reach forward to grab my arm, leading me out the door, into the hotel hallway and then into the elevator. I didn't like being man-handled- or um, woman-handled- like that.

I ripped my arm ferociously from his firm grip.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I exclaimed. This was ridiculous.

He surprised me by hitting the side of the elevator wall, the sound ringing around the confined space. I winced; I was certainly not expecting that.

"So I'm stuck with your kids while you go and get pregnant with another random guy, just like last time. Is that how it works?"

I gasped, backing as far away from Dimitri as possibly. My stomach flipped with each horrible word that came out of Dimitri's mouth.

"You bastard!" I screeched, shoving him in the shoulder, "It was nothing like that and you know it! And he's your-"

"Do I really know that? I walk into your room to see you making out with Adrian!"

"I was not, you idiot! I wouldn't have let it get that far! We were just…talking…" I was boiling with anger; I'm surprised there wasn't any steam coming out of my ears.

"If that was talking then I have cheated on Tasha with you many times!"

"Ohh, you're pushing your luck, Comrade. You know how easily I could sell you out!" I was storming mad right now. If it was possible to spit lightning, then I would be doing it.

The elevator doors, tinged softly, making me even angrier. How dare that fucking machine interrupt?!

I marched out the doors as soon as they opened, not even waiting for Dimitri; I knew he would follow. Walking out into the lobby, it seemed that everyone was watching.

Well, at least they'll believe that we really are ex's.

"You come back here right now, Rose!" Dimitri yelled after me as walked quickly through lobby. I shoved the back doors open angrily, leading off to the beach.

"Piss off, you asshole!"

I screamed out in frustration, leaning down to rip off my shoes in frustration. My poor shoes, I truly loved them. They were a gorgeous gold colour, strappy, with a small heel. When I was shopping with Dimitri, I immediately knew they were for me.

Wind rushed around everywhere, and I thanked God that my hair was tied up.
It was truly beautiful here in Hawaii, but I wasn't sure if I was lucky to be here or not.

The temperature was absolutely perfect at that moment, making my first night in Hawaii partially bearable, calming my mood slightly. I stepped forward onto the sand, the small sand beads sneaking up the gaps between my toes, tickling my feet. Sometimes just being outside in the fresh air, at the beach, was way better than any massage.

Thick, warm hands wound their way around my waist, reaching up to un-wrap my arms from their crossed position. I didn't even realize I was crossing my arms.

"Don't scrunch your face up like that, it's cute, but I know that it means you're angry at me." Dimitri mumbled, resting his head on my shoulder. I knew how much it hurt him to do that, because he had to bend down quite a bit, but I also knew that he does it because of how much I like it. It makes me feel safe.

We stood there like that for a while, just listening to the waves crash against each other, rolling up onto the sand. The water glistened a beautiful silver colour from the moon above, which was absolutely huge, casting a glow over everything. The stars rested dutifully beside their leader, twinkling, sparkling, like they were watching me and Dimitri.

A few minutes later, Dimitri spoke again.

"I just don't want you to get hurt,"

I knew that was his strange way of apologizing, but occasionally I just want him to say the words 'I'm sorry,' instead of saying it in his own way. Sometimes it wasn't as affective.

"I know, Comrade, I know."

It was silent once again. It was so peaceful; so relaxing being wrapped in his arms, resting against his chest. He moved his head from my shoulder to above my head, laying it there instead.

"Plus, you were kind of cheating on that red-headed guy with my cousin," He whispered hesitantly.

Yeah that's right, be scared of my wrath.

"Mason is a very nice guy, but we aren't going out."
I flashed back to that day at the office, when Dimitri had overheard my conversation with Mason. I had been talking to Mason about going out for lunch, accepted his offer, and then Dimitri assumed it was for a date.

"It wasn't a date, date Dimitri…" I trailed off, not sure how to go about this.

I pulled away from his warm arms, the wind blowing and instantly sending a chill through my body.

Mason and I had gone out to lunch not long after that phone call, a few days I think, and I was quite surprised by his offer.

Mason and his father own a combat business on the completely opposite side of the country, and since his father was going to retire in a few months he would need to take his place as owner; leaving the position of instructor and receptionist. He asked me if I would like that position.

Eddie, Mason's best friend, had spotted me when he came for his usual private combat classes with Dimitri, and had noticed the hard work I do. Knowing that Mason needed someone, he contacted him and told him about me. Mason shut his business and came all the way down to my house just to talk to me about the job.

"You don't have to deny it, Rose. You're allowed to have a boyfriend," He chuckled.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU SAID A MINUTE AGO!" I exploded, yelling to his face, which he completely deserved.

"Yeah, but Mason doesn't have a chance with you- not for long anyway- and he's not your type; Adrian is very much your type. It's different." He 'explained' like it was the most obvious thing on this earth. Men; you can never understand them.

"Mason is a very sweet guy, and we've become quite close over the past few weeks," Dimitri's eye darkened a shade, and his smile disappeared.

"Oh, well-"

"My God, stop being so freaking overprotective! Just because Jesse is an ass doesn't mean all men are!"

"Do you think that cause of me, cause I've changed your opinion with my niceness?" Dimitri questioned smugly. Yeah, cause he isn't an ass.

"Uh, no. You're as much an idiot as Jesse is, I can just put up with you more easily. No, I know that not all guys are bad because of Michael. He's so sweet, kind and he's able to love. He's going to be a good man, and any girl would be lucky to have him."

It was true, Michael could be rude sometimes, but that was only the shield that hid his feelings. Jesse was a horrible father figure, but Michael admired him anyway. He looked up to his father, and that changed him. But I still think he can be a good boy when he wants to. He loves his mum and little sister, and sometimes, he even loves Dimitri. After all, he'd known Dimitri his whole life.

When I first introduced Dimitri to little one year old Michael there was instantly a connection. Michael has almost always looked up to him, but lately it's a little more apparent. Hopefully he can learn from Dimitri that woman deserve respect not that they should be dropped after gaining a few pounds after pregnancy, like Jesse believed.

"That's really cute Rose-"

"Shut up, moron. If anyone finds out I went mushy like that then it'll ruin my reputation," I joked, winking at him.

His hair blew with the soft breeze, swaying back and forth. He took my hand in a friendly way.

"So about this Mason..."

"It's nothing, he just offered me a deal,"

"What kind of deal?" He looked kind of scared, which disgusted me.

"Not a kinky one!" I seriously can't believe he thought it would be. "If it was I wouldn't have hesitated when answering him," He laughed, and it was a beautiful sound.

"So what kind of deal?"

"A business one...he wants me to be the new receptionist at his combat and fitness centre. What do you think of it?"

He blinked at me, returning to the emotionless mask he puts on when he gets nervous or unsure of himself. "We'll, you said no didn't you?"

I faked uncertainty, like I had possibly said yes. Dimitris eyes widened and he suddenly reached out, gripping my arms tightly. My arms were going to have a lot of bruises by the end of the night.

"Of course I said no Dimitri! You wouldn't last two days without me!" I seriously can't believe he thought I would leave him after seven years!

"Don't scare me like-"

"Rose?!" A voice behind us spoke, sounding only a few feet away, but not close enough to hear the conversation.

Dimitri looked behind me, eye brows crinkling in confusion. He let go of my arms so I could spin around to recognise the person.

The woman- as I now realised- was about 5 ft 4 with beautiful golden blonde hair, that was plaited into a side braid. She was wearing a pretty pink sun dress, and a matching pink bandana. She was waving at me from underneath a large cabana, with the complete package of chairs, large torches, soft looking material, etc.

Oh please don't let it be-

"Rose Hathaway?"

She was Mia Rinaldi.

I hope you didn't all think that I was going to leave her out now did you? ;) I'm just mixing it up a bit, so it's following the plot but also a bit unexpected. That's a hint ;)

Anyway, thank you for reading AND PLEASE REVIEW! We've almost hit ONE HUNDRED! :D

Love you guys!