Author's note- Hi everyone! I almost didn't update today, but then I realized that that would be ridiculously cruel. Especially considering how this story has now gotten over 500 hits since I first posted it. :) Happy dance. ;P So, I want to thank everyone who's been keeping up with the story and to those of you who have reviewed. Special thanks to Light of Polaris who reviewed almost every chapter. Thanks for reminding me about Rosto's vanity. I promise to make next chapter specifically about his incredibly adorable vain self and dedicate it to you. :) Anyway, this is the morning after Beka and Rosto's kiss. And no he did not spend the night. This is rated for all audiences. ;) This may be a little out of character, but I couldn't resist. :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer- If it belongs to Tamora Pierce then it's not mine. :)


Nothing To Do With Him

Beka wasn't primping. She wasn't. She was just taking her time. And it had nothing to do with the fact that Rosto would undoubtedly be outside at breakfast with everyone else.

She simply wanted to look her best on her day off. Which is why she took some extra time to brush her hair. And to pinch her cheeks to put some color into them. She had also put on a dress. But she had a reasonable explanation for that, too. One that had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Rosto was waiting for her and no one else. She just couldn't think what it was at the moment.

She smiled as she walked out the door, thinking of the way he had kissed her good night last night.

Maybe it had a little bit to do with Rosto.


Aw. :) This chapter reminds me of me right before a date with my boyfriend. Enough said. :) I think I'm going to wait to update until this chapter gets 5 reviews. *insert evil laugh here* Review if you ever wish to hear from Beka and Rosto again. :) Hopefully it'll be soon! ;P