A/N: Bit of bad news...this is the penultimate chapter. I know it's so sad, but remember I'm writing a sequel :)

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"Roza what's wrong?" Zoya asked, her eyes wide with concern as she carried her puppy, who she named Rozo.

"Nothing, sweetie," I said, putting on a smile. The party had gone on past sunset, and Dimitri still hadn't come back. "Just ate too much sweets."

"Don't be silly, Roza," she said giggling. "You can't have too much sweets." I broke into a smile. Every time my mind wandered, one of the kids would come and cheer me up without knowing it.

"For you there might not be too much, but I'm old," I joked. Zoya laughed and handed me Rozo. "Whatcha doing?"

"He'll help you feel better," she said matter-of-factly. I gave her a small smile and thanked her. Sure enough, playing with the dog helped. I watched as Zoya ran around saying goodbye to her friends as Olena grabbed one of the giveaway bag for them. I saw Sonya and Karo bringing stuff into the house. "Hey do you guys need help?"

"No, we're fine," Karo said, earning deadly looks from Sonya.

"Actually, could you help bring in the deserts?" Sonya asked.

"Yea of course." I put Rozo down and put all the leftover cookies and rice krispie treats in one tray and carried that in with the tray of cake pops. When I brought in the last of the stuff, I walked in to see Olena and the girls talking adamantly in Russian.

"Oh, Roza, are you going to join us for dinner?" Olena asked as she put some stuff away. Her eyes begging me to stay.

"I'd love to," I said with a small, apologetic smile. "But I should really get home. I uh yea I just uh my dad's coming in tonight and he probably wants to see me."

Olena put down what she had in her hand and walked over to me, taking my face in her hands. "Roza, it's going to be ok. He just needs time for everything to sink in. Watch…he'll come out of it tomorrow."

I looked at her with so much hope in my eyes before giving a curt nod and hugging her good night. I gave the three sisters the same goodbye, each of them giving me the same sad smile. Vika apologized for sharing the secret and I kept telling her it was fine. In all honesty, yea I wish she would have said something sooner, but her reasoning made sense, and I'm glad she did because now Tasha's done for, even if the charges Eddie arrested her for don't stand, she's got nothing good waiting for her here. I went out the back to say good bye to the kids, and found them Paul and Zoya with Rozo and Anja, who was hugging the life out of the poor puppy.

"Hey guys it's time for me to go," I said, smiling as they started to protest. "Did you guys leave your bags in your uncles truck?" They nodded their heads. "Well I have Anja's things if you want to help and I'll come by tomorrow to bring your bags."

"Can you bring Rozo pwease?" Zoya begged. I chuckled and agreed. When we walked out, I saw Lissa resting against my car, waiting for someone.

"Oh hey. Do you think I could catch a ride with you?" she asked nervously. I gave her a questioning look. "Christian had to go do something but he said he'd pick me up from your place."

"Uh huh," I said skeptically as I took out the baby carseat from my backseat. "Well I just need to take this back inside and we can go." She nodded her head as she got into the passenger seat. I quickly dropped off the carseat, thanking them for letting me watch the kids. "You didn't have to stay and check on me," I said once I got into the driver's seat and checked my phone hoping I had missed a call or text. My heart sank when my phone came up notification-less.

"So you and Dimitri huh," Lissa said once I started pulling out.

"Don't start."

"I'm not! I just want to know since when. And why you didn't say anything."

"You seriously have to ask? You've hounding my ass to get back with him the second I came back home! It just happened and I didn't feel like having my ears blown out from your squealing or 'it's about time' or anything else you would have done. I wanted to enjoy being back with him before being pulled into group date outings or having my relationship be the beginning of every conversation."

"That what you thought I was going to do?" she asked quietly before turning to me. "Rose, I swear the only reason I pushed was because I saw how much you guys still loved and wanted each other. Tasha always had us over or came over with him and whenever he had me alone he'd ask me about you but I couldn't say anything since you were distant."

"It doesn't matter. He's probably going to leave me now," I said defeatedly as we pulled up to my house.

"Why would he do that?"

"He probably thinks it's my fault," I responded as I rested my head against the steering wheel. "I mean it kinda is. She wouldn't have faked the pregnancy if he hadn't been with me. And, she still could have given him a child, how she was going to do that I don't know, but if he hadn't picked me over her he could have had a family, even if it was all a lie."

"Rose listen to yourself! It's not your fault. She's got issues and now she's burn all the bridges she had. Even Christian's ready to throw in the towel with her."

"I guess," I said as I got out and grabbed Rozo. "What am I going to do with this dog."

"Leave him outside?"

"It's cold! Shit. He's not trained so I can't really let him run around." When we got in, Lissa came with me to my room. "Oh I know! I'll put him in my closet! Block off a section by the door so he can sleep, eat, pee, and walk around. Yea I'll do that!"

"Ok," Lissa chuckled. "You set up your closet and I'll go get you some tea and a bowl of water." I nodded my head and got to work. It didn't take much work and it wasn't long before I lay down in bed.

I was teetering between being awake and asleep, when I felt the warmth leave my arm and then felt a dip in my bed. Thinking it was Lissa, I turned around and curled into her, surprised when I felt a wide, firm, soft body under me and strong, long arms wrap around me. Bleary eyed, I looked up and saw an angular, fine face framed by long, brown hair.

"Dimitri?" I asked as he shifted positions so I was laying down and he was slightly over me. Slowly, one of his hands reached up as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek.

"I'm so sorry," he said, his Russian accent coming out stronger than usual. "I shouldn't have left but I just needed some time alone."

Now fully awake, I sat up and took his hand in mine. My response escaped me as I saw his knuckles red and raw.

"What happened?" I asked, as I saw his other hand was just the same.

"I uh may have punched a hole in the spare room in my apartment…"

"Just one?" I asked, trying to raise one eyebrow. He looked at me with adoration, a hint of a smile on his face. I shook my head, trying not to laugh at the situation. "Wait you said spare room…as in what was suppose to be…?" He nodded his head before resting his head on my shoulder, and his hand fell onto my stomach.

"I feel so stupid. The signs were all there. She never let me see the belly. Never brought a picture of the ultrasound. Hell never even let me go to the damn appointments, but I think that was more so she could be with her boyfriend than because she didn't want me to see she's not pregnant. I mean I didn't even sleep with her!"

"I'm sorry," I blurted out.

"Sorry? For what? You didn't do anything wrong." When he saw the disbelief in my eye and took my face his hands. "No, Roza, you didn't do anything wrong. I don't how or why you've found a way to morph things into being your fault, but they're not. If anything, this makes me love you even more. You took me back, forgave my adulterous moment, and loved me and were ready to fight for me and raise my child. Yes, now I know that I never cheated and I never had a child on the way, but you were willing to stand by my side. Do you realize how amazing you are and how lucky I am to have you?"

"I shouldn't have been so impulsive and stubborn. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. If I hadn't ran out that night and stayed you wouldn't have gotten drunk. If I had listened to you when you said there was nothing with Tasha, she wouldn't have used my insecurities to weasel in between us. You and I are just as responsible as she is. She's manipulative and cunning, and we let ourselves be played by her, let her toy with us like we're her puppets and she's our master. When you first shared your doubts, I should have listened and done everything I could to find out the truth. We let her win," I said defeatedly. I was startled when he pressed his lips against mine, but quickly found myself melting into the kiss.

"You…I don't even know how to describe you," he said before stealing another kiss. "Yes, we are responsible for things going so far, but I couldn't say it's an equal share of blame, Tasha and I have the most blame because I let her play with me in high school. You're just the innocent bystander she was ready to get rid of. But don't you get it? I didn't cheat, Roza, I was never unfaithful, even when I thought I lost you forever." He gave a heartfelt laugh before giving me another breathtaking kiss.

"So you're not mad?"

"I was. I was so infuriated she lied about something so delicate. I was pissed I let her come in between us. But after I got it out of my system, I felt relieved and happy and I wanted to see you. I didn't want to go back home so I waited for you to come here and then I waited until I saw Lissa by the door and asked her if I could come in. She quickly found a reason to go home. Roza, all I want right now is to be happy…with you."

"I'd like that very much," I said before pulling him into a heated kiss. I pulled him on top of me, my fingers digging into his back as I pulled him as close as I could. "You have too much clothes on," I said when we broke apart for some air. He didn't hesitate before stripping to his briefs. I had taken off my jeans and almost had my blazer off when his fingers ran up my body, sliding my sweater up, his touch leaving an electrifying buzz behind.

"Are you sure?" he asked once we laid back down and he hovered over me. I wrapped my arms around his neck before responding.

"Dimitri, I've done it with you when I realized I loved you. I did it when I was drunk and had no inhibition and no wall keeping my feelings at bay. Now I'm doing it because you're happy and I'm happy and no one's home," I said, my voice husky with mischief and lust when I said the last part.

"I'm going to show just how amazing you are," he said before kissing my soft spot on my neck behind my ear. I moaned in response, becoming puddy to his touch.

**LEMON ALERT...SKIP IF YOU JUST WANT THE SWEETS**

"Go lower," I moaned when he stopped at my breast.

"But they're so perfect…and delicious," he murmured before latching his lips onto on and started sucking on it, his teeth nipping it lightly. My body sky rocketed off the bed as I arched my stomach and chest against him, a rush of pleasure running through my body and pooling in between my legs. I gasped as he sucked harder, one hand massaging my other breast while his other hand worked on getting my bra off. Once that was gone, his hand ran down my body lightly before dipping in between my legs, rubbing my throbbing core.

"Oh God YES!" I shouted as I rocked my hips against his finger, his moans turning me on more. He switched breast, doing the same thing to the one he was massaging. With both his hands, he took off my underwear before massaging my other breast and rubbing my clit. After a while, his hands started teasing getting lower, closer to my opening with each stroke.

"You still want me to lower?," he teased as he lightly tugged my breast, sending another wave of pleasure through me. I shook my head, liking just where he was. I grabbed onto the bed when one of his long, slender fingers rammed inside me, my body buckling under him. After picking up his rhythm, I started moving my hips with him.

"Harder, Comrade," I hoarsely said as he added another finger, feeling my body starting to tighten in anticipation. As he listened, I knew my release was close. "I'm c-cl-AH!" I screamed when I felt it all gush out of me, my hips soaring to meet his fingers as my head fell back against the pillow.

"Need a break?" he asked as he made his way back up and gave me a soft kiss.

"Nope," I said, smiling into the kiss. "Now how about you lose the briefs?"

He chuckled as he took off his boxers, conveniently rubbing his hard shaft against my pussy. My head sunk into the pillow as a moan left my lips. "Is this what you want?" he teased as he rubbed against me again. I let out a whimper, nodding my head. "Ask nicely."

"Please," I whined as I brought my lips to his. The gasp that left my lips was quickly quieted by his passionate kiss as he slid himself into me.

What started off slow and graceful quickly picked up speed as he plummeted himself inside me, his pace picking up with every stride. One of my hands clung onto his upper back while the other was lost in his hair , one of his hands was holding me firmly onto the bed by the hip. Our lips never left each other, the kiss picking up with passion as he picked up the pace downstairs.

"Yes!" I moaned into his lips when he slightly lifted one of my legs so it was over his hips, allowing him to get deeper inside me. Feeling him in a different partw set me off and I gripped onto him tighter, my breathe quickly shortening. "Faster, Dimitri! Harder!"

Wanting to go deeper, he brought the leg over his shoulder, giving a whole new meaning to flexibility. I'm pretty sure the neighbors could hear my scream.

"Oh Roza," he moaned as he kissed my inner thigh.

"I'm so close," I warned, making him go faster and harder than I thought possible. I was so close…my body was tight…and I was sure if I held on any tighter I'd break Dimitri's skin. Right when I was hanging on the edge I felt Dimitri pull out. Opening my eyes I gave him the most confused look I'd ever given anyone. "What happened?"

He replied with a smile, meaning he hand something else planned. I sat up, resting on my elbows as he got up on his knees. He twirled his fingers, but when I didn't do anything he bent down and whispered in my ear, "Turn around."

I don't know if it was what he had planned or hearing the control in his voice, or both, but I was turned on even more, and felt myself getting wetter just by those two words. Instantly, I turned around and got on my knees, one hand grabbing onto my headboard and the other gripping the pillow. A breathless yelp came out when he entered me, one of his hands gripping my waist so I didn't go headfirst into my headboard, while his other got a hold of my hair.

"Yes! Yes! Oh yes!" I shouted as he went straight into a quick pace. I rolled my head back as he kept going, pleasure washing all over me.

"Roza," he moaned, rolling his r more than usual. He pulled on my hair while adding pressure to my waist, not hard enough for it to hurt, but hard enough for it to feel good. When the pressure in my waist got harder, I got the message and pushed myself back against him. His hand wrapped around my stomach as he slowed the pace a bit, his member hitting spots I didn't know existed. I dropped my head back against his shoulder, begging him to go harder. And harder he went. I bent my arm back to hold on to neck while my other hand gripped onto his leg.

Soon, I found myself close to the edge again. I didn't even have time give a warning before I felt all the pleasure that had been going through me tonight break my walls and pour of me. At the same time, I him growl and hold onto me tighter before I felt him cum inside. Once we had both released, I fell forward, my arms out in front of me, as I felt him ride out our climax. A soft moan left my lips before I felt him get out and fall onto the bed, pulling me with me.

**AND…SCENE!**

His arm pulled me so I rested on top of him, and he kissed the top of my head.

"Well, I guess we finished what we started this morning," I said once I had caught my breathe.

"I guess we did," he responded before lifting my chin and kissing me softly. I pushed myself up a bit to deepen the kiss, smiling when we pulled away.

"I love you. And…Thank you," I said softly. His eyes asked what I was talking about. "For tonight. For these last few weeks. I was ready to give it up on love…on you…on everything, but you fought for me and our love and showed me it was possible to move on. I know nothing happened, but I'm glad they didn't tell us."

"I love you too but let's not talk about that now," he said as he held me and brought me into another kiss.

"And what should we talk about?" I asked, giggled as he pushed me back onto the bed and gave me another kiss.

"Who said anything about talking?" he teased before deepening the kiss, effectively ending the conversation. One of his hands trailed down my body, and cupped one of my breast, making me moan into the kiss. God this man had stamina, I thought as I felt his cock harden and felt my core get wet in anticipation. Except I don't think God wanted us to go for round two.

"Kiz, I saw yo-" my dad bellowed as he barged into my room.

"BABA!" I screamed as I brought the covers up to cover me and Dimitri pulled away, eyes wide. My dad's eyes widened as he took in the situation and quickly burned with anger and protectiveness.

"What is going on here!" he demanded.

"D-do you want t-the whole story o-or j-just bullet points," I stutted as I sat up, holding the blanket to my chest.

"I want to know why Dimitri is in your bed and you're both naked!" he shouted, making me flinch. He noticed my reaction and took a deep calming breathe. "You two aren't even together."

"Well actually…"

"So you decided to consecrate the relationship in your room? Don't you have an apartment, boy?"

"It's a long story!" I shouted, this situation frustrating me. "I'll tell you in the morning if you want, but what are you even doing here? You weren't suppose to be back until tomorrow."

"Ah well the meeting ending sooner than expected and I was able to catch an earlier flight. I left you a message before I boarded the plane."

"I uh might have been too occupied to notice."

He just grunted in response. "Well I'll listen to that story over breakfast, which both of you are having with me. I should go to my room...but no funny business!" I started to open my mouth to respond, but he cut me off. "I'm serious, Rose. He can stay the night cus well cus the cat's out of the bag now, but if I hear one thing that's not deep breathing or snores I'm making him sleep in room out back."

"You can do it with deep breathes," I muttered, earning a deadly glare from my father and an exasperated glare from Dimitri. "What?" I asked, shrugging. "FINE! No funny business. Is it fine if we watch a movie?"

"I suppose," my father huffed. "Have you guys had dinner?" The thought of food reminded me I hadn't eaten since late afternoon, which made my stomach growl. "I'll take that as a no. I can order something and we can eat together."

"I think I'll save the awkward, my-dad-walked-in-on-me-like-I'm-in-high-school meal for breakfast," I said. "If you don't mind."

"It's fine, little girl," he said, waving it off with having some business to attend.

"Night, old man," I said when he started to leave

"That was…" Dimitri started to say, but got stuck on finding a word.

"God that was embarrassing," I whined as I ran my hand through my hair, making a face when I kept getting entangled in knots. Sex hair. Great. I hopped off my bed, slipping on my underwear and bra, but couldn't get as far as putting some clothes on before Dimitri grabbed my waist and pulled me against him.

"Where do you think you're going?" he muttered as buried his head into my neck.

"To comb my hair and get some food. Do we have leftovers from last night?"

"Yea, I put them in the fridge."

"Great," I said, turning around and resting my arms around his neck, loving the way he looks at the edge of my bed, just his chest showing. "I'll go get dinner." I gave him a quick peck before getting some sleep shorts and a loose shirt on, tossing him his briefs on my way out.

I came back 10 minutes later, my hair knot-free, a plate of pizza, and two cans of soda.

"Dinner's ready," I said in a sing-song voice as I came in.

We ended up watching Modern Family while we ate. When I started nodding off, Dimitri turned off the TV and scooted us down, bringing the blankets over me and pulling me close against him.

"Good night, Roza. I love you," he said into my hair.

"I love you too, Comrade. G'night."

That night I had the best night I've had all school year. It was filled with a little boy and girl that had my hair with Dimitri's eyes and my lips and his facial structure running around my backyard. And Dimitri hugging me from behind, both of us admiring our children.

Our children. I liked the sound of that.