Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does. No copyright infringement is intended.
~ 30 ~
Dinner was, in one word, awkward. I spent the entire time telling him about how things were lately, trying to not overwhelm him, but at the same time secretly hoping something I said would trigger a memory.
Dimitri was silent and simply nodded along what I was telling him, asking a few questions here and there.
Sleeping arrangements were made afterwards. Dimitri, always the gentleman, asked me to take the bed, wanting me to be comfortable.
He wouldn't budge when I protested, but after I gently put pressure on his rib and he cried out like a little girl, he gave in.
So, there I was, in this old lumpy couch, watching Nick-at-Nite because I couldn't freaking sleep.
My mind was too busy thinking back to everything that had happened over the last three weeks. I knew deep down my Dimitri was still there, I just wished I knew how to get him out.
I shook my head and decided to heat up a bit of milk, it had always done the trick before for me when I couldn't sleep before.
I was on my way to the kitchen when a crash came from the bedroom.
Betaed by the lovely Nicia.