Misunderstandings

I know, I know, it's been a long time. Moving sucks! It seems like it's taking forever.

Anyway, here's the next chapter. I hope you like it.

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We decided not to tell anyone yet. It was best if we left it as is. The rest of the day we spent in the park, all of us enjoying the freedom that came with being in the park. We got to act like little kids again. Swinging, going down the slides, playing basketball, we even tried the teeter-totters, but that proved to be not such a good idea. But it was fun.

We finally decided to head to the house, figuring it was closed to dinnertime. Olena had dinner ready; we all got some meatloaf, potatoes and carrots and took our seats at the table, on the floor, on the porch or wherever we could find a spot. After dinner I was exhausted. But we still had to go to the new dorms. We grabbed our stuff and headed to the SUV's. We said our goodbyes to the Belikov's for the night, we would be back for dinner tomorrow, Olena insisted.

The building was huge. But to house our fifteen and the two newbie's that were coming the next day it would need to be. The first floor was the shower rooms, one or the girls and one for the guys, which had four showers each, and the cafeteria, which Abe said would have a cook starting Monday. The second floor was the girl's rooms, we each had our own room, the third floor was the guys room and the fourth floor was the rec room, well floor actually. There were pool tables, three TV's with DVD players and video game consoles, four dart boards and two ping-pong tables.

The rooms were all the same; each had a queen-sized bed, a small kitchenette and a bathroom. The bedding was just solid colors, but that didn't matter. We each had a dresser, a couch, a nightstand and a few small tables here and there. But it was great. At the end of each hall was a huge balcony we could use whenever we wanted. We each made our way to our own rooms then went exploring everyone else's rooms.

When all of our exploring came to an end I made my way to the showers. If I thought I was tired before, I definitely knew I was now. The water caressed my body like cascading waterfalls. The smell of my lavender soap enveloped my senses and melted any stress I had away. Finally as the water began to cool I stepped out and put my robe on, then ventured back to my room. I could feel from the bond that Dimitri was in Lissa's room so I just continued around the corner and right into Christian's chest.

"Damn Blaze, do you have to keep sneaking up on me?" I said sarcastically.

"Geez Rose, if I thought coming to see you would get me this reaction, I'd do it more often." He sounded a little annoyed.

"Sorry, I just hate being snuck up on." I said quietly.

"Well, if you had been looking up instead of at your feet you would have seen me. I wasn't trying to sneak up on you." he sounded snarky.

"I said I was sorry." I said as I opened the door to my room. "Do you want to come in?" I asked smiling apologetically.

"Well, when you look at me like that, of course I do." He smiled.

We walked in and I grabbed my pj's and headed into the bathroom to change and brush my hair. I emerged in a pair of boxers, a tank top and my hair in two braids.

"Ooh, the school girl look. I like." Christian said. He had on a pair of black silk pj pants and a white wife beater that hugged his muscles. I walked into my "kitchen" to make some tea.

I lifted up the kettle. "Want some?"

"Is that all you're offering?" he said seductively in my ear as he came up behind me.

"Ha ha. Right now? Yeah, that's all I'm offering at the moment." I said as I sat the kettle on my two-burner stove. He sighed and turned around to grab two cups out of the cupboard. I turned around and brushed my hand across his lower back.

"At the moment." I whispered, then heard him intake a deep breath. I went over to my bed and plugged my iPod into my system and began playing Parachute's album. Once the tea was done, I poured us both a cup and we made our way over to the couch.

"So did you get settled into your room?" I asked.

"Yeah, I see you haven't even unpacked yet?" he said laughing, looking around at the boxes and bags.

"Nope, I'm a procrastinator when it comes to house work."

"Guess that means I'm gonna be the 'house wife' in this relationship." Laughing, I punched him in the arm.

"You know, forgive me, but when we are alone I can only think of one thing." He said.

"Yeah, what's that?" he reached over and took my tea, setting both cups on the table, then turning back to me, bringing his face mere inches from my own.

"Kissing you." he leaned in and kissed me lightly.

"Mmm." I moaned against his mouth then allowing his tongue to explore my own. The taste of him was unbelievable. I pulled myself closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I was enveloped not only by his arms, but his scent and his taste. I couldn't imagine being anywhere else but here at this moment.

He shifted and suddenly I was on my back and he was hovering above me. He had one hand on my hip and the other was moving up my leg. My arms were wrapped around his waist with my hands under the fabric groping at his skin. It was like velvet beneath my fingers.

His lips traveled down my jaw to my neck where I could feel him graze his fangs across my skin. I stiffened and he pulled back.

He noticed my movement and looked at me. "Rose, I would never…"

"No, no, I know, it's just, um…Adrian." I paused; I wasn't sure how to explain it.

"Adrian drank from you?" he said, clearly surprised.

"Oh God, yes, I know, it's disgraceful."

"Disgraceful isn't what I was thinking." He sat up slowly.

He had a confused expression on his face and I figured he would want to leave. Dhampir's allowing Moroi to drink from them, especially during anything sexual, was highly looked down upon. I had never told anyone but Lissa that I had allowed Adrian to drink from me.

"You don't have to stay." My heart was breaking. "I know it's looked down upon. But for us, it was a way to be close that we didn't have with anyone else." I explained, or at least tried to, but I knew his perception of me was changing.

"Oh my God, Rose, no, I don't think badly of you. It's just…that…it's so intimate. It creates a bond, forges a stronger love. I don't want to take that away from you. It also shows great trust between two people." He trailed off as if he was in a different place. I wasn't real sure what to think. I was usually open about Adrian, but this was different. I don't know what possessed me to tell Christian about it now. He stood up and ran his hand through his black hair. "I think I better go."

"Chris, wait." I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He wrapped his around mine as well. "Please don't go. We should talk about this."

"Yes, I agree that we should. Please know that this by no means changes the way I feel about you, but I need to think." He leaned down and kissed me gently. "I'll see you tomorrow." I smiled a small smile and he walked out the door.

Way to ruin the moment Rose. I thought to myself as I climbed into bed and felt a few tears drop out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks.

Christian POV

I felt bad for leaving like that, but I had to. The temptation to drink was just too much. And knowing that she had done it before wasn't helping my situation. It only meant that she wouldn't be opposed to the idea. But, I wasn't ready to take that bond she had with Adrian away just yet. But as I walked back to my room the image of my fangs sliding into her skin and the taste of her sweet blood flowing down my throat was so vivid. I hurried to my room and quickly shut and locked the door. I knew that if I drank her blood in this specific circumstance, our feelings would be magnified. I wanted to know that the feelings we shared for each other were because we loved each other, not because of taking her blood. I needed time to calm myself down, it had actually turned me on, and I needed to talk to Aunt Tasha. She knows what it's like and she would be able to help me figure out how to approach the subject with Rose without sounding condescending. I didn't want to push it, and I wanted to be sure that Rose felt the same way as I did.

There it is. I hope you liked it. I wanted to show that Chris wasn't turned off by Rose's confession but was trying to protect her.

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