Holy heavens! I love you guys so unbelievably much. Like, I literally want to hug and kiss every one of you. Every time I look at this story, it just continues to make me more aware of how amazing you guys are. And how many of you love Selena/Demi pairing just as much as I do. I'm so grateful that this story is being reacted to as well as it is, I was actually afraid that you guys would hate it. Shows what I know. Anyway, I suck at updating, I've mentioned it before. And it's probably going to get worse since my school is starting soon. blah.
Emily haters: ha, well, there's another opportunity to be hatin' on Emily Robbins in this chapter. (: But I promise, she is not all bad.
I hated waking up from dreams, I hated the feeling of crashing back into reality after the long absence from the things that stress you. I hated the way that your mind struggled to stay away from reality, how it feels like you're crashing back into your body after experiencing the most amazing feeling of your life, the way that your eyes can't even bother to open themselves, like a ton of bricks are sitting on top of your face. Needless to say, I was most certainly not a morning person so when I felt myself starting to wake up from one of the best dreams of my entire life, I was less than happy. I groan, pushing my face farther into the pillow, breathing in her intoxicating amazing scent and a smile curled at my lips. Today I was waking up in her palace as her wife, everything was finally coming together for the two of us and I couldn't stop the stupid grin from spreading across my face.
I groan, wiping my eyes with my fist, as a soft yawn suppresses it's way upon my pink lips. I chuckle at the lack of sleep that I got last night, I was to mesmorized by the brunette that lay next to me with her arm around my waist. I toss in the bed to find her side of the bed empty, her sheets unwrinkled, her blankets now wrapped around my body. I wrinkled my brow, spreading my fingers out across the empty sheets, it was cold, meaning that she had been out of bed for a long while now. Why? What had brought her from my bed? God, we hadn't been home together in a really long time and now she's gone from my sight once again. I could only hope that this would not become a trending habit for the queen of Costa Luna, because I wasn't so sure if I could stay in a marriage where I only saw my wife before I went to sleep every night. I saw what it did to my parents, I saw what happened after my mother died, I saw how it broke my dad and I wasn't about to let that happen to us. I loved Rosie far to much to let her slip away for even one second. Yet, Costa Luna would always be far more important than I, and I knew that before I got into this relationship. I knew that she had her job as Queen and I had my job protecting her, but I only hoped that our relationship would not succumb to just that.
I hide my face in the palm of my hands, closing my eyes tightly. Since when did I become so jealous? I was never this way before with any one else but when it came to my Rosie, I didn't want to even think of a second when she wasn't with me, talking to me, making me fall even harder in love with her. When did I become such a girl?! I, Carter Mason, was never the mushy, romantic, you're-mine-forever type but Rosie changed everything for me. She opened my eyes to a world that I didn't even know existed, she showed me things that were more beautiful than words could ever express, she made my heart twist and turn in so many different knots that I wasn't sure if it could ever be normal again. Rosalinda Maria Montoya Fiore Mason was my life now, as mushy and cliche as that sounded so that meant that I would just have to deal with the absence of her in our relationship. The door creaked open and I peaked between my fingers to find her standing in the doorway, a defeated smile upon her face.
"Sorry. I tried to sneak back here before you woke up!" She apologizes, sneaking over to my side of the bed, and straddling herself across my waist, much like last night. I rolled my eyes playfully, if she thought this was going to get her out of trouble every single time that she did something, she had another thing coming. Yet, she knew that she had me wrapped around her finger and she played me like a violin with every bat of her long eyelashes, "I'm sorry I was not the first thing that you saw when your beautiful eyes opened this morning." She whispered playfully against my lips but I do not kiss her back, instead I only pull away with a simple arch of my eyebrow.
"Where were you?" I asked, squinting my eyes and fighting off the teasing grin that wanted to curl at my lips. She sighs, pulling a red rose from behind her back and I watch as her face lights up in excitement, her eyes sparkling with love and understanding. She knew how to get to me, she knew how to break me down, she knew exactly how to stop me from being mad at her and all it took was one smile and one flirty blink of her eyelashes.
"A rose from Rosie?" She offers with a chuckle and I take it from her with a smile, twirling it around my index and middle finger before I lay it on the night stand next to our bed. She stares down at me, her dark brown eyes sparkling with the answers that I had been searching for all my life and I chuckle at the fact that a girl like Rosalinda won my heart. "I promise I will not going to make this a habit, Carter. I just had some business to take care of. A surprise for you, if you will. Does that get me forgiven?" She asks, sticking her bottom lip out, tears flooding in her eyes and I roll my eyes with a smile. I reach forward, brushing her hair away from her face, shivering at the brief meeting of our skin and I watch as she swallows hard, both of us wanting nothing more than to give into the temptation that ate away at us.
"You're always forgiven, no matter what you do," I whisper and a warm blush appears in her cheeks. I allow my lips to meet softly with hers, she gives into the kiss as my fingers twist in her wavy mess of hair. Our bodies met together in a woven mess of perfected art, our legs tangled together as she rests comfortably in the space between my legs, my fingers lurching across the skin that was revealed at the bottom of her night shirt, tracing shapes across her perfect skin. Her lips move like magic against my lips, knowing when to break and when to deepen, knowing exactly what to mumble into my mouth, it was quite clear that she was not new at this. I found myself tugging at the white buttons on her purple silk pajama top when she pulls away, a devious grin upon her face and I wrinkle my brow in confusion.
"As much as I would love to be with you in this way, we can not do this, Carter. We have to prepare your coming out ceremony this morning," She instructs, propping herself up on her elbows as she stares into my eyes. My stomach flops as my heart stops in my chest, I reach forward, allowing my fingers to slip through her brunette waves, amazed that she could turn a tomboy like me into a big mush ball of a hot mess.
"'Coming out ceremony'? I just flew down to Aruba to marry my girlfriend that I have been with since my dad moved her into our house a few summers back. I'm pretty sure there is no more in closet hiding from my lesbianism for me, especially when I have such a beautiful wife like you," I whisper and she giggles, a warm blush appearing in her cheeks once again and I smile at how insecure she is sometimes. She presses her lips softly against mine once again before she pulls away, resting her chin on my chest as she stares absently up at me and I can't help but wonder exactly what is going through her head at moments like this.
"Not that kind of coming out ceremony, silly. What I mean is that I have to present you to the country of Costa Luna as my wife, I have to present you as someone who is going to share the power of the crown and we have to see if they accept you as my wife or not," She states so simply as if I should have known that all along when it is actually the first time that I have ever heard of this 'coming out' ceremony that she is talking about. I allow my fingers to twist in her hair, our eyes colliding hard as I struggle to catch the breath that has became lodged in my chest.
"And what if they don't accept me?" I ask so innocently and she shrugs her shoulders.
"Well then, I guess we will just have to get an annulment and I will tell them that I made a mistake, they will understand, me being young and all. You will simply become my protector and we will cease all romantic entanglement that has led us to this point and we will simply just be friends, if even that," She answers and I pull away, my mouth slightly ajar as the tears quickly fill in my eyes. She can'tbe serious, can she? A life without Rosie? That was practically like having no life. I couldn't just be her protector, I couldn't be around her every day without my heart racing every time that she looks at me with her innocent smile, I couldn't stay in Costa Luna knowing that I could not be with her when she was the best thing that ever happened to me. She snorts a laugh as she reaches forward, brushing away a tear, "Aww, Carter. I am sorry. I did not mean for you to cry or get upset. I was only kidding! You know that I would not leave you...ever, no matter what they say. I was only kidding, love. I am sorry." She apologize and I roll my eyes, shaking my head.
"That was not one bit funny, Rosalinda Mason," I scold her and she flinches, looking away, sticking her bottom lip out as she pouts so innocently. She looks up at me and I know that I could never be happy with any one else, not with Donny like I so long thought, not with Ed like she had pointed out at the bowling alley, I was meant to be with her for the rest of my life.
"Forgive me?" She whispers against my lips and I softly kiss them. She was so innocent when she was looking at me like that, her brown eyes sparkling with such faith and compassion; she was the one who provided me with the truth that true love does exist. I had always thought love was a conspiracy made up for holidays, because certainly if my mother loved us, she would not have left us that night. That was, until I hugged Rosie the night of homecoming when General Kane almost kidnapped us. That was the night that everything changed for me and us.
"Always," I whisper as I pull away from her, smiling softly at the innocence in her eyes, after everything that happened with General Kane so many years ago, she still seemed like nothing ever happened in the first place. She chuckles as she slowly pushes herself forward off my small body, skipping onto the floor, extending her hand out toward me. I roll my eyes as I place my palm within her own, allowing her to pull me from the warm bed that had provided me comfort last night. I shivered as my bare feet met the cold ice known as hardwood flooring and I watch as she smirks a grin.
"You're surprise awaits you, Mrs. Mason," She states, intertwining her fingers around my own as she leads me out of the bedroom. I watch as she walks so elegantly beside of me, how her hair bounces with every step that she takes, how she moves around like she is alive to the music in her head. I chuckle, following behind her closely, how was it possible that I ended up with someone like her?
She has her hands over my eyes, giggling as I stumble down the hallway, tripping over my own feet. I try not to focus on the fact that her waist is swaying against the arch of my back or the fact that she smells like the perfume that I bought her for Christmas last year, I couldn't give myself into the addiction that is Rosalinda, I couldn't let her have her way with me once again. If you had asked me five years ago if I ever thought that finding a love like this was ever possible, I would probably laughed in your face and told you that you were crazy, but now I couldn't imagine my life without her. I wasn't meant to be queen of a country, I wasn't meant to be behind the counter of my father's bait shop, I was meant only to be with her, as cliche as I know it must sound. I trip over my converses, tumbling forward as I grasp at the wall beside of me, caught up in the sweet laughter that came from behind me.
"I think that we should stop this before I seriously injure you or myself!" I shriek with a soft laugh and I don't even have to look behind me to know that she is shaking her head with her smile stretching from one side of her mouth to the other. I can't help but recall the day that I found her in my bedroom, how much of a spoiled princess she was then, how I couldn't wait for her to go back to her country, but now I didn't want to be without her for one second. Somewhere along the line, Rosalinda Maria Montoya Fiore captured me in her spell that made the entire high school of Lake Monroe swoon over her just enough for them to vote for her as homecoming queen, somewhere along the line I fell in love with every thing that she was.
"Why? Do you not trust me, Carter? Do you think that I would intentally get you hurt? Do you not believe that I care about you enough to want to protect you from pain?" She whimpers, placing a kiss in the crook of my neck and the goosebumps quickly align every inch of my bare skin. It takes me a moment to catch my breath once again, I swallow hard, licking my dry lips as I try my best not to stutter.
"Of course I trust you. I just think that this is a bad idea in general. I mean, I am a klutz with my eyes open, imagine how dangerous I am going to be with your hands over my eyes, stumbling around this hallway with no idea where you are taking me. What if I trip and fall backward? I will crush you like some little bug and then surely the people of Costa Luna would never forgive me for hurting their queen," I reply and she chuckles as we slowly come to a stand still, I assumed that we were finally in the destination that Rosie had planned. I felt her chin upon my shoulder as she slowly removes her hands from my eyes, allowing them to wrap around my waist. I swallow hard opening my dark brown eyes to find the table outside decorated in roses, a plate of chocolate pancakes sitting as the main course and suddenly I felt as if I was back home in Louisiana again.
"The only way that you could ever hurt me is if you told me that you didn't love me anymore," She mumbles and I look at her with tears in my eyes, my bottom lip quivering and her face falls at the sight. She pulls herself away from me, resting her hands at her side, staring at the strings that laced my black converses, "you do not like the surprise?" She whispers and I shake my head as a smile curls at my lips.
"I love it. And you. They are not tears of sadness, Rosie, they are tears of happiness and amazement. How is it possible that some stupid bait girl from Louisiana gets to spend the rest of her life with the amazingly lovely Queen of Costa Luna? Surely, you have made a mistake in choosing to marry me, are you sure that you don't want to be with like Prince William or Harry or something like that? I'm sure a marriage to a prince would be more approved of than marrying the bait girl," I answer and she chuckles, her face suddenly very serious and I felt myself practically melt standing in front of her.
"You were always so much more than bait girl to me, Carter. So much more," She whispers and the tears fall down my cheeks like broken glass, cutting away at the walls that I kept up around my heart. She smiles as she wraps her arms around me, holding me tight against her before she pulls away, taking my hand within her own, leading me over to the table as she pulls out the chair for me. I smile as I thank her softly, before I do the same for her and she only rolls her eyes as we slowly begin to eat the pancakes with such grace. Occasionally I would steal a glance at the brunette sitting beside of me, shaking my head in pure disbelief that this was actually happening to the two of us, and when her eyes would meet mine, she would smile bashfully with a cute giggle. I couldn't help but wonder if this was what Snow White felt like when she got to spend the rest of her life with the prince, if this is what Cinderella felt like when the Prince placed the shoe on her foot. My God, I was truly living another Cinderella story. But, our breakfast was interrupted when Emily sat down on the other end of the table from us.
"Good morning Rosalinda," She smiles at Rosie before she realizes that I am sitting beside of her and she ducks her head with a bashful smile, "and Carter. How are you this morning?" She asks as she slowly begins eating at the pancakes that Rosie prepared for me. I watched her carefully, noticing every inch of her beautiful body, at the way that her blond hair curled around her face, the way that her blue eyes sparkled against her tan skin, it was quite clear that she had broken a few hearts in her past. I nervously began to play with the golden band upon my left finger, reminding myself that Sophia had sent her to work with Rosie and she would surely not jeopardize her daughter's happiness on purpose.
"I am well, thank you," Rosie smiles at her as the silence falls around us. I continue to chew the pancakes, watching as the two of them became invovled in a conversation about some meeting with some island that I have never heard of. It seemed so easy for the two of them to exclude me from their conversations, Emily said something that made Rosie laugh and my stomach twists in knots, I hated how jealous I was of Emily but yet again, something about her just didn't seem right. I could chalk it up to being jealous of the fact that Rosie was making more time for her than me, or maybe it was the fact that I felt so insecure when I was around her, either way, I just didn't believe that she was as good or as innocent as she wanted us to believe that she was. The clattering of Rosie's fork against her plate broke me from my constant indecision and her eyes quickly met mine, "I have to make a phone call but I will be back shortly. Try to not have to much fun without me." She mumbles and I rolled my eyes as she places a kiss against my ear. Fun? Yeah, right. I chuckle as I slowly begin to play with the pancake, soaking up the moat of syrup I had made around the round object.
"So, the staff tell me that you used to work in a bait shop in Louisiana? That Rosalinda met you after coming to live with you and your father one summer?" Emily asks, glancing across the table at me, and I smile weakly, taking a sip of the freshly squeezed orange juice that sat in front of me. Something about her had changed since Rosie left the table, suddenly she did not seem so open and friendly as she had before, now she seemed stern and determined, as if I had done something that offended her. I allow my fingers to slip through my wavy hair, twisting them carefully as I took in a long breath, wishing that Rosie would hurry and finish that stupid phone call.
"Uh, yeah. It was five years ago that Costa Luna was sieged by General Kane. Sophia knew that her daughter would be viewed as fleeting her country when she put her in the care of my father, yet she wanted her daughter's safety more than she wanted her family's good name. My father, Major Mason, brought her to live with us to escape General Kane. She struggled to adjust to the life of a normal American teenager but I showed her the ropes, gave her a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt and every one just fell in love with her. They voted her homecoming queen and everything. She really...um.. she really had a way with every one in my town, every one loved her even if she was a princess," I explained, picking at the food in my plate before I glanced up at Emily. She says nothing, she only nods her head in understanding as she also, takes a drink of her orange juice before probing me once again.
"Yes, that is truly one of Rosalinda's best qualities, I learned that last night when we spend hours talking. Every one must love Queen Rosalinda, she is so sweet and generous, and kind and beautiful, she is truly one of the best people that I have ever met. I am sorry to hear that General Kane threatened her happiness here in Costa Luna but I see the the matter resolved itself, correct? And now she is with you? The...bait girl?" Emily asks and I can't help but feel slightly offended at the way that she worded that question. Maybe she did not mean it as harsh as it came out, but suddenly I felt as if I was being judged for not being as rich or as high as the two of them were.
"The matter is resolved, yes. He tried to marry Sophia to trick Rosie to come back to Costa Luna but I wasn't going to let her go back to a place where she would be held prisoner. So I hatched a plan that General Kane would kidnap me at the homecoming and while he was taking me back to Costa Luna, I had a way for my father to get Rosie out of Louisiana. But she figured out my plan and she showed up at the helicopter, she was going to give herself up to him but my father busted him and he is in prison right now. That was the moment that I realized that I was in love with her, even if she was a little spoiled princess. The moment that she held me in her arms and mumbled about how amazed she was that I would do something like that for her, I just knew. So yeah, she is with me and I did work in my father's bait shop but I don't work there anymore. I'm involved with the protection program and my job is to protect Rosalinda from someone like General Kane," I stated, not breaking our clearly intense gaze. Emily chuckles as she folds her hands over her plate, tossing her head to the side as her blond hair falls forward, shading her face just slightly.
"That is really great that she has someone to protect her, God forbid that someone like General Kane presents thyself in her life again. Costa Luna is her country and it sickens me to know that someone would use her father's death to gain something like this, that they would threaten to take it away from her. The world could use a lot of people like your father and I think that it is really nice that you decided to step up and protect Rosalinda. It amazes me, actually, that she has not received any trouble for deciding to marry you. Not only are you a girl but you worked in a bait shop. No offense, but that is not really enough to qualify the partner of a queen. After meeting Rosie, I expected her to be with a prince of some sort, like Prince Harry. He seemed more her type," She sneers and I felt my insides burn in anger. I chuckle as I push the plate away from me, my blood practically boiling in my veins that she would even dare to point out that I had not had things handed to me like the two of them had.
"Yes, I agree that it is surprising that she chose to be with me. I told her that she deserved more than the bait girl and that she should be with a prince or someone else who the community would not frown upon but you know what, she loves me. And I love her. I make her happy and if that is not enough for people, well then, I guess neither one of us needs them in our lives," I pointed out, the acid quite clear in my voice and Emily chuckles as she scratches her head softly, her blue eyes flooding with poison and anger.
"Do not get upset, Carter, because I truly do not mean to make you angry. I was just simply pointing out the fact that Rosalinda is a queen, she is royal and rich and is living the high life. You are simply a bait girl who sells worms to people and tells them where the best catches are of the day. Your father may have worked in the protection program but he does not work there anymore, now does he?" Emily points out and I lost my breath.
"My father is dead. He died protecting people like Rosalinda. That was what he loved and I wouldn't have ever asked him to stop. He also loved selling bait and listening to people tell their stupid fish stories. He loved helping people and you know what? I do too. I own the bait shop but I've closed it since his death, I've moved here to Costa Luna with Rosie so that I could give her the best life possible and I think it's stupid that you sit there and judge me for it when you do not even know me," I exclaim and she rolls her eyes with a quick laugh.
"I am sorry about your father's death, truly I am. I do not mean to offend you or make you upset. I'm just pointing out that Rosalinda deserves someone more than some 'bait girl', you know? It's quite clear that you were her first love but first loves never last, you two may think that this love is going to work and that this marriage is forever but it's not. One of these days, she's going to wake up and realize that she's settled and Rosalinda is a catch, she deserves more than just settling," She exclaims and I shook my head, swallowing the cry that is quickly building in my throat.
"And she deserves who? Someone like you, Emily?" I ask and she only rolls her shoulders with a smug grin.
"If she wants to be with me, I am not going to tell her that I am not interested, Carter. Even I think that she knows that I am interested in her and that is why she enjoys being around me so much. That was why she stayed with me so late last night and was with me this morning," I didn't even have to listen to her babble anymore because my heart practically snapped into. Rosie was with her this morning. Her. Emily? After staying with her so late last night, she was with her this morning even though she promised me that she was making this surprise for me? "look, Carter, all I'm saying is that if I was you, I would be extremely careful because someone is going to step in and steal Rosalinda away from you one of these days."
"Oh, is that a threat? Really? You are really threatening me that you are going to steal her away from me? I did not realize that we were in high school, I'm sorry. So should I just hit you now or wait and make a dull moment a little more interesting?" I demand, my jaw locking tightly and she only chuckles, batting her eyelashes at me, but she wasn't Rosie and she wasn't going to make me melt and forget everything.
"I am not threatening you, I am not that stupid. I am simply telling you," She replies and I roll my eyes as I slam my fists down on the table, shaking the silverware as I stand to my feet. It took everything in my power to not storm over there and rip her head off of her shoulders, but I knew that if Rosie caught me throwing punches at her face, then she would be highly disappointed and I did not want to see that in her eyes.
"Yeah? Well then, I guess, I'm just telling you, that Rosalinda Maria Montoya Fiore Mason is my wife! She loves me and I love her. We are happy together, you may not see that because it's not what you want to see, but we are. And if any one dares to come between the two of us, I am not going to be as civil as I am right now. I've been trained to kill people without even leaving a mark on their bodies and someone as little as you, should not be that hard to drop. So, I would advise you that you either get over this little infatuation that you have with my wife or you quit this job, even if Sophia gave it to you. You hear me, Robbins? Stay away from us," I demand and she only rolls her eyes. I groan as I shove my hands hard into my pockets before I storm away from her, the tears blinding my vision and it took everything that I had to stop myself from breaking down right there in front of her.
I stumble into the palace, clutching tight to one of the pillars as the cries escape from my body. The tears crashed down my cheeks quicker than I ever imagined as the wretching sobs shook my entire body. I didn't trust her and I was right, she was after Rosalinda, she was going to try to take her away from me and so help me God if she succeeded then I would....I would...I can't lose her. I cupped my hand over my mouth, as I gasped hard for a breath, I felt my knees go weak beneath me and as I am sliding to the floor, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. She pulled me into her body as she rubs soft circles into my back, I breath in her intoxicating smell and slowly I began to become at ease. Finally, the tears slowly began to cease as she pulls away from me, wiping away my tears and she smiles weakly.
"What is wrong, Carter?" She asks in a warm, compassionate voice and it is almost enough to start the tears falling again. She would never be with a girl like Emily, would she? No, Emily is not her type but still, she chose to be with her last night and she was with her this morning, instead of waking up with me this morning. My mind couldn't imagine Rosie being with any one but me, yet my gut kept nagging at me that she deserved someone more than me.
"Uh, n-nothing. I-it's stupid. I-I was just thinking about m-my dad, that's all. I was thinking about how he used to make me chocolate chip pancakes e-every time that I was feeling bad about something. H-he made them after my mom died and after you left. He always knew that you and I were going to end up together, he would have been so proud of you..o-of us," I hated myself for lying to her, I knew that she deserved more than that but telling her about Emily would only ruin everything, this was my fight, not hers. She sighs as she cups my face in her hands, she pulls me into another long hug before she pulls away, kissing my lips softly.
"He would have been extremely proud of you, of the person that you are today. I know that I am," She exclaims and I nod my head with a sniffle. She smiles at me as she leans in for another brief meeting of our lips and I struggle to keep myself from breaking down once again, she pulls away, taking my hand within her own, "come on. Mr. Elegante is ready to fit us for our dresses for your coming out ceremony." I follow her up the stairs but I slowly stop, watching her as she walks ahead of me and sometimes I wonder if things are truly going to work out for the two of us.
"Rosie?" I call out and she stops, turning to face me and I sigh, my entire body trembling when her dark brown eyes collide with my own. I sigh, brushing my hair away from my face as I struggle to catch the breath that she is taking away from me with every bashful smile or batting of her eyelashes, "you know that I love you, right? I am so grateful that you decided that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me, I'm so happy that you said yes to my proposal. I could never imagine being with any one but you. But if the time ever comes when you are not happy with me, when you find someone else out there who makes you feel the way that I feel about you, then I want you to be with them. I don't want you to be in this relationship if you are miserable or if you are not happy with me because you deserve so much more than that. I-I just want you to be happy." I cry and she shakes her head as she steps down toward me, taking both of my hands within her own and I notice the tears that are glistening in her eyes as well.
"There is no body who I could ever be more happy with other than you. I said yes to your proposal that day because I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, I did not just say it because I was afraid of losing you. You are the only person who looks at me and makes me feel like I matter to someone, that I am more than just some Queen. You are the one good constant thing in my life, and I am not going to be with any one but you. I can't change certain things, Carter, I know it would be easier if I was not queen of Costa Luna, if I was simply just a normal woman but I know that nothing or no-one is going to stop me from falling even more in love with you. You always have to believe that, okay?" She demands and I pull her into a kiss, allowing our lips to move together as one magical mess. She runs her fingers through my hair as she pulls away with a weak chuckle, "you truly are something else, Carter Mason, you know that? But if you were any other way, I wouldn't love you. Now come on, before Mr. Elegante sends a search party out for us." She teases and I nod my head as I follow her up the stairs, only hoping that she meant it when she said nobody could come between us, even if that person was her new friend Emily. Because, even though I'd never admit it, I needed Rosalinda more than she would ever know and I wasn't about to let Emily Robbins take her away from me. Not without one hell of a fight.
I'm officially spoiled. (; Reviews are always welcomed with a smile.