There are certain things that drive Rose to distraction, completely shattering her already meager self-control—and it probably isn't a surprise to hear that each and every one of them concern a certain tall, handsome Russian guardian. The scent of his skin with a lingering hint of his after shave always does it, and so does that special, heartbreaking smile that he reserves just for her—but mainly there is one particular look he gives her that pushes her to her breaking point. When Dimitri Belikov stares at her, his eyes intense, arching one dark brow while clenching his jaw, it drives her absolutely wild—because it's the look he gives her that always precedes an extremely intense session in the bedroom.
The problem is, lately she's noticed that he's begun giving her that look at completely inappropriate times—like across the table at one of Lissa's formal dinners, or when they are both on duty—when he knows she can't do anything to relieve the intense need for him that instantly consumes her when she sees it. She's not stupid—she knows he's doing it intentionally, to test her control—and because of that she's really, really tried to ignore the look and the desire it ignites in her. She's even let him get away with claiming innocence when she confronted him about the problem, pretending to believe him when he acted like he had no idea what look she was talking about—because after contemplation, she's decided that a little turnabout is only fair.
She's biding her time until the next Royal council meeting to get her revenge, and she knows exactly what she's going to do to get it; she even has the perfect outfit in mind. In fact, in playing out her little plan, she'll actually be killing two birds with one stone, since Lissa always pesters her about her boring guardian wardrobe. Several times the queen has suggested modifying the ensemble and wearing a dress with the uniform blazer instead of the plain slacks and shirt that she usually wears—so that's exactly what she'll do. To please her charge—and distract her boyfriend—underneath that standard, boring jacket, she'll wear a certain little black dress that's been hanging in the back of her closet—cleaned, repaired and waiting for just the right occasion.
And just in case that's not enough to push him over the edge, right before the meeting starts, she'll lean up and whisper in Dimitri's ear that she 'accidentally' forgot to wear anything underneath the dress, then give him an innocent smile.