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Chapter 4: The Problem

Rose POV

I got in the car and watched Dimitri laugh to himself. It made me smile that I could still joke around and make him happy. Things have been so tense between us recently. I was still shivering quietly, the cold from the snow was finally starting to sink in. Dimitri turned the heat up higher. "Do you want my jacket Roza?" he asked. I shook my head as I started eat my cold sandwich. I was cold but I if took his jacket I would smell like him. And then I would yet again lay awake in bed thinking about him. Then I would have...one of those dreams.

We sat in silence again. That's all we seemed to be doing. Dimitri quietly driving, and I finished up my sandwich. I was watching the sun set when I realized Dimitri was pulling off the highway. He must have found a motel with open rooms. He pulled into the parking lot and I sat in the car while he went in. I wasn't really over thinking the idea of getting a motel. I looked out the window as he walked in.

I sat there quietly for awhile in my own thoughts. Bored, I reached into Lissa's mind to see how things were at the academy. I saw that she was just waking up and was planning to go meet Christian fro breakfast. Typical moroi, they got to be with who ever they wanted. I sighed, I shouldn't be jealous of Lissa. They come first.

Dimitri had left his phone behind and I used it to call Lissa while he got our 'rooms' ready. I looked at him walking towards the car with an unhappy expression. I said my good nights to Lissa even though she was just getting a start to her day. I opened the door and gave him a questionable look. "Are they out?" I asked him. I wasn't looking forward to sleeping in the car, I was especially worried for Dimitri. He was almost too tall to sit in this car, thinking about him sleeping in it was so much worse.

"No we have a room." he said with an unhappy expression. I brightened. At least we wouldn't be sleeping in the car. "There's just one problem, but it can be remedied. Come on, let's get you out of the car and into some warmer clothes." he said as he grabbed our bags.

We hiked through the snow towards our rooms. Dimitri still seemed really angry. I pushed his phone into the pocket of his duster. "You seem mad. Is this still over your cold sandwich? I'm sure there's a microwave in the room." We got to the front of our room, the room number was 7. It seemed like that number followed us.

Dimitri opened the door. I stood there in surprise. "This is our problem Roza." he said. I could see the problem alright. There was one king size bed which dominated the room. I looked at the room again and then over at him and back to the room. "You didn't do this right comrade." I whispered to him. I couldn't stop the thoughts that were going through my mind. The possibilities that could happen with Dimitri and I in the same bed. I couldn't help but remember the lust charm.

I looked at Dimitri again to see his response. He just glared at me. Or course he wasn't happy about the room. He was Mr. Perfect, he had to do everything right. His eyes were narrowing down on me. " ...Oh...This was all we could get." I looked back at the bed. My mind trying to work things out. "At least its 'huge'. I doubt even your feet will hang off Dimitri." I joked.

My cocky comments were not helping. "I'm not sleeping on the bed. You are Roza." he said in a tight voice.

He was being ridiculous. There was barely any room to walk, how would Dimitri fit on the floor. "Uhhh. You're not being logical." I said as I walked over to the small closet. I found a solution to the problem. "All motels have extra pillows. We put those between us." I said as I pulled two pillows down. "See."

Dimitri looked at me and gritted his teeth. "Roza..." he started. He looked at me like he was in pain. I could tell what he was thinking. He was fighting inside on what he should do. I wish he just gave into his needs, be he wouldn't. He was Dimitri. "It wouldn't be right." he finished, and I knew I was right.

It made me angry and sad that he was being so stubborn about this one little thing. We could control ourselves for one night. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Fine." I picked the extra pillows up and threw them at his chest. I picked up my suitcase and drag it into the bathroom, slamming the door closed.

Dimitri POV

After we both we're in the car warming up and on our way to the nearest hotel, I saw that Rose was still shivering so I turned the heat up even higher. "Do you want my jacket Roza?"

Rose shook her head and just continued to eat. We sat in silence, I focused on the road, trying to put any thoughts of Rose out of my mind. Soon I saw a sign: Rooms Available. Thank god. It was getting dark and I definitely did not want is to get stuck in the snow when it's dark

Pulling up into the hotel I saw that Rose was preoccupied with her thoughts. Parking in front of the motel I said. "Stay in the car Rose." She had the tendency of not listening to me when I told her that. Walking into the motel I was surprised to find the lobby quiet. I would think more people would be rushing to find shelter during the storm. The receptionist sat at the desk reading a book. When she noticed me she sat up straighter and looked up at me. She pushed her cherry colored hair back and popped her gum. Batting her eyes at me she looked up and said, "We have one room left. Is it yours?"

Only one room? Now that was going to test my self control. I could barely keep my hands off Roza as it is. "It has two beds right?" I was really hoping that there were two beds so that one of us didn't end up sleeping on the floor.

"No." she said with a laugh, she pointed at a sign near the door that said the motel specialized in honeymoon specials. I smiled nervously."I hear its the only room left in town too." she said. "King sized bed, with a full mini fridge."

Roza and I sleeping in the same room was one thing. But Roza and I with only one bed. I would have to force her to take the bed. I will have my control. "That's fine." I managed to choke out. "I'll take it." The receptionist took my credit card and rang up the room. After giving me the key, I went back out to the car to get Rose and our bags.

Rose took one look at my face and I knew that she saw my bad mood. "Are they out?" she asked. I guess that was the only problem she could think of at the moment. "No we have a room." I grumbled, she brightened. "There's just one problem, but it can be remedied. Come on, let's get you out of the car and into some warmer clothes." I said as I grabbed our bags, trying to brighten my mood.

We stomped through the snow to get to the room. We were room number 7, as Rose scampered to catch up with me she asked, "You seem mad. Is this still over your cold sandwich? I'm sure there's a microwave in the room." Did she really think it was over something as petty as a sandwich. I couldn't care less about the food. Opening the door to the room I saw it was quite modest but clean. But what caught my attention was in the center of the room, a large king bed dominated the space, leaving little room for anything else. "This is our problem Roza."

She stared at me and then the room. "You didn't do this right comrade." she said. I glared at her. I didn't like this any more than she did. " ...Oh...This was all we could get." she realized. We stood there quietly again. "At least its 'huge'" she said, "I doubt even your feet will hang off Dimitri." Roza joked.

I smiled lightly. "I'm not sleeping on the bed. You are Roza." While I appreciated how she tried to make light of the situation it was difficult to smile at her jokes when I was under so much tension right now. Although, looking at the floor space I could barely find a place large enough to put both of our suitcases let alone for me the stay the night.

"Uhhh. You're not being logical." Roza told me as she walked over to the small closet. "All motels have extra pillows. We put those between us." she said as she pulled two pillows down. "See." She smiled as if it was a good solution. As if a couple of pillows were going to keep us from each other once we were asleep. I've watched Roza sleep before, she tosses and turns a lot in her sleep, I doubt she would be able to stay on her own side. I gritted my teeth again. "Roza..." I started...thinking carefully what I was going to say next. I didn't want to offend her in anyway because God did I want her right now. Rosy red cheeks from the cold, her wet layers were all stripped off and all she had on were her jeans and tank top. "It wouldn't be right." I finished.

She looked at me angrily, and narrowed her eyes at me. "Fine." she said. She picked up the extra pillows threw them at me. Typical Roza I thought. She grabbed her suitcase and dragged it into the bathroom, slamming the door close. "Roza…" I started after her, soon I heard the shower running. I paced the room thinking of what we would do about our problem tonight.

A/N: Almost 2000 words! I'm excited that these are getting longer and longer. Unfortunately I've gotten through a third of what I have prewritten with muse19 so I don't know how much longer this story is going to be.

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~Tiffany 3