Hello my dear readers, I want to thank each and every one of you cause you are just simply amazing. I really hope you like this chapter, it will only be in Rose's POV and its extremely short but there will be another chapter up tomorrow or today, it all depends on the answer to the question at the bottom. And I promise that it will be long.

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Chapter six: Good Life

"Whose hoodie is that? Its not yours cause its way too big for you," I looked down and realized I still had Dimitri's hoodie on and it made me smile.

"Its Dimitri's, I borrowed it because I was cold. I forgot to return it," I shrugged my shoulders,

"But you have a cardigan in your bag, I put it there," ah, Abe, always the caring one. I just grinned at him,

"I know."

RPOV

As dad and I made our way out from the airport – which by the way, was really confusing since everything was in Russian – I noticed that my father almost jumped out of his skin from excitement,

"You've really missed her, huh?" I asked looking up at my father. He turned his head to me, gave me a big smile and said, "You have no idea, Rose. Its really hard to be away from someone you love for a long time,"

"Yeah, but you have me" he pulled me into a hug and kissed the top off my head and chuckled.

"True, true. I love you kız,"

"I love you too baba." He grinned at me and opened his mouth to say something when a high-pitched voice cut him off,

"Rose, Abe. Oh sweetheart!" there she was, one the other side of the rode stood my mom. Her red hair was curled perfectly around her beautiful face and danced up and down as she ran over the street to come to us. She closed the distance and threw her arms around me and tears were streaming down my face,

"Mom, I've missed you so, so much."

"I've missed you too honey. I'm so proud of you, almost straight A's?" she cried, referring to my grades. I was pretty damn proud myself. The only classes I hadn't gotten an A in was the two classes Stan Alto were a teacher in, the man hated me and I hated him just as much. It didn't matter how hard I worked in his classes I still couldn't get that stupid A. but I really didn't care, as long as I didn't get an F.

"Oh Rose, I'm so happy to finally have you in my arms," I pulled out of the hug and saw that mom was crying too, we looked into each others eyes and burst out laughing at the fact that both of us was crying. We never cried – neither of us did – but I was just so happy. Mom turned her eyes to my father who stood patiently beside me, when she saw him more tears spilled from her eyes and she threw her arms around him,

"Meleğim," dad whispered, "I've missed you, love."

"I love you so much" then they embraced in a kiss I really didn't want to see so I turned around, only to hear my name being called,

"Rose?" it was a beautiful velvet voice, laced by a Russian accent. And since I was in Russia, it could've been anyone, but I would know that voice anywhere. I turned to the voice whit a huge smile on my face,

"Dimitri," I breathed as he returned my smile. He really was breathtaking. He strode over to me with that beautiful smile playing on his luscious lips.

"I think you have something that belongs to me,"

"Huh?" he pointed to my body with a smirk. Oh. My. God. I couldn't say anything so I just stood there with my jaw dropped to the floor. My body? Did he really mean that he wanted me? And why did the thought of that excite me?

"The hoodie. You borrowed it from me, right?"

"Oh… oh, eh right" and now I was embarrassed. Why the hell did I think that he would want me, I was such an idiot. I took the hoodie off and gave it to Dimitri. But he didn't take it; I shot him a questioning look.

"You know what, keep it."

"Why? Its yours, I only borrowed it, right?" I said quoting his words from earlier.

"Yeah, but if you keep it we have a reason to meet again," oh, he wanted to meet me again? I made a happy dance in my head as I put the hoodie back on. It was cold and I liked the smell of him.

"You're right, but what if I don't want to meet you again?" I teased taking a step closer to him making his smile grow bigger.

"Oh but I think you do, Roza." Roza, my heart skipped a beat when he said that.

"Is that my name in Russian?" I asked as I took one step closer. He nodded and put a hand on the small of my back, pulling me closer.

"Do you like it?" his voice was only a husky whisper.

"Coming from you, I love it. What's your name in Russian?"

"Dimka" his mouth was positioned at my ear and I could feel his hot breath against my neck and it caused goosebumps of pleasure to rise over my whole body.

"Mmhm, Dimka" I tasted his name on my tongue and found I liked it.

"I like it, it's so sexy." 'Just like you' that voice inside my head said, and I fully agreed with it.

He moved his nose to my neck before he pressed his lips to it. Then again, and again, and again. And I loved the feeling it brought to me. His lips were so soft, so warm.

"Mmhm Roza-" he whispered as one of his hand traveled up to my hair, he took a fistful and smelled it. "-You smell so good, like strawberries." He pressed me tighter to his body and my breath caught in my throat. My body and mind screamed 'kiss me, just fucking kiss me already.'

"Please…" my voice was pleading. And I didn't know what I was pleading for.

"Please what? What do you want?" I drew a big shaky breath and before I could stop myself I said the most embarrassing thing I could've said.

"You."

Okay, I really didn't want to stop it there but the thing is, I need help. Should they kiss? Is it to early or not? Because after this chapter they wont see each other for some time so I really don't know… Give me a review saying what you think! Thanks :)

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