After all that had been going on, I felt like I needed a break. Dimitri and I had been working out a way to tell Court about Lissa, our engagement, and try to plan our wedding all at once, and he wouldn't let me do any of it. So much for trying to help….. Anyway, I couldn't believe it. In a few days I would be Mrs. Belikov! It was way too much to think about, but I had a feeling that everything would calm down after the wedding.
"Rose, do you want to pick the cake?" Dimitri asked, looking through the book. This was the first time he had asked me to help him.
"Sure!" I exclaimed, rushing over before he could change his mind. "What kind of cake were you thinking of?"
"Either chocolate or marble." He replied, sliding a hand around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Hmmm…." I thought. "I like chocolate, but not too much. Let's go with marble."
"Whatever you want, Roza." He said, lovingly. That nickname again! It made me warm all over.
"You know, I think I'd be an insane, shadow-kissed girl with too much spirit in her system if it weren't for you, Dimitri." I said, taking his hand.
"Do you ever just say 'I love you', Roza?"
"No, but I can show it." I leaned in and kissed him. Warmth spread through my body like fire. I thought of his lips pressed firmly against mine, and the night in the cabin, where we felt so close. Now, every day would be like that. My desire for him escalated and became more intense. I loved him. I didn't say it enough, but I would make up for that. I pulled back enough to whisper in his ear, "I love you more than you could ever imagine." He smiled, and hugged me.
"I love you too, my Roza. But now is the time we must make a decision." He said. I tensed and looked up. "Where will the wedding be?" I laughed. He had got me for a second. I thought the decision would be like a life or death thing, something dangerous.
"Russia, Dimitri. Our wedding will be in Russia." It was his turn to laugh.
"My love, you bring me all the joy in the world." Dimitri said, his voice full of affection.
"Do you like cheese?"
"What?"
"Cheese. Do you like cheese?" I asked trying to keep a straight face.
"Why?" He asked, confused.
"Because whenever you try to be sexy, it always comes out cheesy, like some romantic movie." I replied, my straight face turning into a smile. Dimitri rolled his eyes, pulling me closer.
"You never drop your attitude, do you?"
"Hey!" I exclaimed, trying to look offended. "I like my attitude!" Dimitri laughed. I always make him laugh.
"No offense, Rose, but you don't always make the best jokes." He said, a glint in his eye.
"Ha ha. Very funny comerade." I said, landing a playful punch on his shoulder. He cried out in pain and doubled over. "Oh my God! Dimitri, are you okay?" I said, worriedly. He straightened, smiling.
"Gotcha."
"Not funny." I said, seriously.
"Sorry. When I try to return the attitude thing, it always backfires."
"No dip Sherlock." I smiled. "Attitude is my thing."
"And I'm perfectly happy with that." Dimitri said, running a hand though my hair.
"Well, now that we're done with that, maybe it's time we give the Court the news they've been dreading."