Whoot here ya go! Second chapter of the day ! BTW Richelle Mead owns Dimitri and Rose and all the VA characters, I just simply put them into my little story

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Chapter 019.

It was Saturday morning, and me and Dimitri were literally lying in bed, both of us not wanting to get out and start the day. Things were a little tense after yesterday, but we could talk to each other.

After the giant paint fight I had created, causing the basement suite to be a giant canvas, we had both cleaned up enjoying the evening just talking about little thing, mostly about me going to school to major in art and to do what I wanted to do.

Dimitri was a sweetheart, but I just couldn't shake the thought of him being with another person behind my back. Like I wasn't good enough. I feel like he knew I was thinking, he was tracing small patterns over my back lightly, causing chills to run over my body. It felt good though.

"What are you thinking about Roza?" He asked pressing a light kiss to my shoulder.

"Nothing important comrade. We should probably get out of bed though." I said rolling onto my back and turning my face to face him.

"Probably, want me to cook us up something to eat? Are you hungry?" And if on cue, my stomach rumbled making the both of us laugh lightly.

"Im always hungry Dimitri, so cook away Betty Crocker I'm waiting." Smiling at him, he kissed my cheek and flipped the covers over and stood up.

His body, would make anyone drool even other men as weird as that sounded. He wore his pajama bottoms dangerously low on his hips and his muscled abs and abs and chest showed without his shirt. I never realised how ripped Dimitri actually was, always hidden under those suits.

Blushing slightly I looked away.

"See something you like?" Damn that was suppose to be my line.

"I see lots actually, but I don't see something else I like."

He leaned over on the bed. "And what would that be Roza?" He smiled.

"FOOD now get going!" I smacked his arm playfully. His laugh carried through the room as he grabbed his shirt and made his way out.

Jeez the things he did to me. It still didn't make it any better with his decisions, I still wanted that tramp out of his office.

I was getting bitter now. I had to stop. Taking a deep breath, I flipped my covers over, lifted myself from the bed and slipped into a silky rob before padding down the stairs in my barefeet.

Seeing Dimitri cook always made me feel giddy, probably because I was about to eat something amazing but usually because I knew he was taking care of us. He was being a good husband and I had to realise that. Maybe I was taking this whole Mia thing too seriously. But I was a girl what could you do.

Leaning in the door frame, I wrapped my arms around myself, really only dressed in the silky robe and a nightgown. I wasn't ashamed of my body or very modest, I was actually very comfortable around him like this. I wondered what it would be like to be in bed with him, the thing that held me back was history with girls. I guess that would make him experienced.. it was probably a good thing because he would most definitely be the first.

Bringing my head back to reality though and out of its day dreaming, I walked over to the table to see him plating food and whilst waiting my stomach rumbled in anticipation.

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"I always say this, but youre cooking never seizes to amaze me. It's always so amazing. I wish I had learned to cook like that, my dishes are not nearly as good as yours are."

He shrugged and gave a cocky smirk. "It's a Russian thing." I laughed full outright. Maybe I could go around saying ' It's a Turkish thing'

The air between us got silent, but it wasn't awkward just really quiet. Looking out of the window, I could see children walking with their parents. It was cute, and something that I'd like to have one day. Dimitri sensing that I was pre-occupied looked the way I did.

"Do you want children Roza?" I nodded.

"Yeah, I do. I want a daughter a son as well." He smiled and took a sip of his coffee, as did I .

"How about you Dimitri? Children for you?" I turned to look at him.

"Yes, I would like them very much. However many you will give me." That did it, I choked on my coffee.

He always knew how to embarrass me. Even though I shouldn't be embarrassed I was. It was just my nature. Oh well. He was right, he would have as many as I would give him. But it wasn't going to be more than three and probably after having one It would change my mind again about that number.

"You are easy to tease – I love it." He gave another chuckle and drank his coffee some more.

I just leaned back. He spoke up again.

"So I thought about it more last night, and maybe this will help ease your mind a bit more. We are opening up a new office down in Moscow, so Mia will be away from and away from us. Im having her transferred, it seems like a promotion but really It was a solution I came up with. I thought I'd run it by you, to see what you think."

I just sat their gob-smacked. "You did that for me?" My chest had that ache again. He really was trying.

"Yes, I did. I assume that you don't mind that option? As to firing her?" He gave me a questioning look.

"Well I mean as long as its away from you, I'm happy." And it was true, if she was away from him, I was happy and able to think about other things. Like the application I was going to fill out one of these days to see if I could get into an art school.

"Also, because we didn't really go on a honeymoon, what do you say about leaving Monday night somewhere. I'll take the week off, lets just get away go travel for a week or two. Anywhere, we can go anywhere and just learn about each other." He gave me a bashful look as his voice was very gentle, and somewhere in the conversation he had reached for my hand and intertwined our fingers.

"I-I don't know what to say, I mean I don't have any plans so I guess I have to say yes." I smiled widely and looked down at our fingers again. Maybe this whole arranged marriage was going to work out anyway.

"Okay so it's settled then, how about I surprise you with a place? Do you trust me love?" He asked curiousity in his eyes.

"….Yes..Yes I do trust you." With a shit eating grin we both leaned in together, sharing yet again, another kiss with each other.

D' guys! Hope you enjoyed where do you want them to travel to? Maybe some family in Montana? ;) hmmmm or somewhere tropical? WHERE! Leave your feedback. This chapter was a bit of a filler, but resolves some conflict. But who thinks Mia will go that easily?

OKAY UNTIL I SEE YOU ALL NEXT TIME. MERRY EARLY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY EARLY NEW YEARS!

Freedomwriter2010