Moving Objects

Chapter 17

"Tasha, hi," I said giving her a smile while straightening up a bit. Her eyes flicked between our intertwined fingers and arms and I could see something change in her expression. She was sad and a part of me felt bad that we were the cause of that, but we weren't going to hide being together anymore.

"You two are –" she started, flicking a finger between Dimitri and I. I looked up to Dimitri and I could see that the situation made him slightly uncomfortable, but he stepped forward, letting go of my hand.

"It's recent," Dimitri began and I could see the doubt in her eyes. I could also see her thinking over the last time she saw us together and the pieces fell into place instantly for her.

"Recent as in right before graduation," she said softly, bring her hands together in front of her. I frowned and I could tell that Dimitri was trying to find a reason to explain it away but I interrupted.

"Tasha," I started but she holds her hand up to stop me. "You don't need to worry about it, Rose. I'm not going to say anything. I shouldn't be surprised to be honest; I noticed the glances at the ski trip. If you two are happy then I have to be ok with that," Tasha said softly and a small smile graced her lips.

She stepped forward and patted Dimitri on the shoulder before stepping closer to me, giving me an awkward hug. I patted her back and looked at Dimitri over her shoulder. He raised a brow at me and relaxed his face when she pulled away from me. I cleared my throat and stood there awkwardly for a moment.

"Well, uh, we should get going," I say scratching the back of my neck. Tasha nods and waves goodbye heading for the door next to my apartment. Oh God. She's renting the apartment next to me! I looked at Dimitri with wide eyes and snickered as I scurried up to him.

"C'mon. Let's go eat!" I said, pulling him down the hallway to the stairs.

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A small gasp slipped from my lips as I stirred from sleep. The caressing of fingers roused me from my dreams and I quickly focused on the feeling of fingers against my sensitive skin. I tilted my head to the side as lips travelled up my neck and I reached up to twist my fingers into his hair.

I rocked my hips up in hopes of making the fingers move closer to the place I wanted them most, but Dimitri moved his hand away quickly.

"Uh uh, Roza. You have to be patient," Dimitri whispered in my ear, his hand sliding around my thigh. I huffed and tried to roll but his iron grip stopped me, pushing my leg further away while rolling me further onto my back. His breath was hot against my skin while I tried to pull myself completely out of my sleep haze and the trail of hot air moved lower, reaching my bare breasts. I arched up against the sensation as his lips closed around a pert nub, sucking gently while a hand attended to the other. It was erotic, to say the least and I quickly twisted my fingers into his hair, clutching his head closer to me.

A moan escaped me as his weight settled over me and he slowly moved his lip down my body, leaving hot opened mouthed kisses in his wake. A small giggle bubbles from my lips as the stubble on his chin dusts my belly but with a gentle nip from him, I stop.

"Dimitri."

"Shh," he said with a smirk pressing a kiss to the delicate skin between my hips.

"I see you've gotten over your discomfort of your friend being behind the bedroom wall," I breathed as his lips travelled lower, finding rest exactly where I wanted them.

While initially, I had planned for some much-wanted sex last night, it didn't happen. The idea that Tasha had the apartment next to me wigged Dimitri out and the mood was killed. I tried to entice him, but there was no point. Plus, I would have been awkward if we were overheard.