Moving Objects

Chapter 27

I tucked my head down and kissed the top of his head. "Did you draw it out? Or was it quick?"

Dimitri shuddered in my arms. "It was quick. I snapped her neck and left her there in the street. I didn't realize I had done it until I got back to where I was staying during daylight," he confessed quietly. I nodded against his head and kissed him again.

"I still don't know how you even found me."

"It wasn't you, remember that," I whispered into his hair. He let out a slow, deep breath against my skin and started to pull away. I wrapped my arms tighter around him, keeping him close to me. Realizing I wouldn't let him get very far, he adjusted himself around me and snuggled into me, kissing my shoulder.

"Thank you," he said quietly. Whether it was for listening to him, holding him, or just being here for him, I didn't know. But I knew that I didn't want or need to be anywhere but right here, with him.

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I nuzzled my nose against his skin and sighed, rolling further on top of him. I loved couch naps with him. It gave me even more of an excuse to be glued to him. I pressed my lips against his skin and was rewarded with a quiet hum, the vibration in his throat against my lips. I sighed as his hands slid under the back of my shirt and he stroked my skin softly, his lips in my hair.

"You snore so loud. It's like laying under a bear," Dimitri mumbled into my hair. I gasped in faux annoyance and sat up, smacking his chest lightly.

"I do not snore!"

Dimitri smirked. "Well, maybe you were sleeping with your mouth open. You were loud, Roza. At least you slept, you were restless last night."

I scrunched my nose up at him but ducked my head down to peck his lips. "It was nothing," I shrugged offhandedly, but it didn't fool him. His hands were skin on the skin of my back and traced his fingers lightly over my spine.

"Want to try again?"

I didn't say anything because I was more concerned about his demons right now, but he raised a brow at me, and I caved.

"Just a bad dream about Howes. It's not a big deal," I said with a shrug. Dimitri sat up and wrapped his arms around me, resting his forehead against mine.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head and kissed the tip of his nose. "No. It's not anything different than the other nightmares."

Dimitri hugged me tightly before laying back down, his hands slipping into the back pocket of my jeans. I giggled to myself and I snuggled into him. I sighed in content and tipped my head up to look at him. He smiled down at me, his eyes warm and soft.

"Did you sleep okay?" I asked, reaching up and stroking his cheek softly. Dimitri leaned into my touch and nodded his head.

"Tell me what you dreamed about," I said tucking my face into the creves of his neck.

"I dreamed about Ivan. That he never died but I still got to meet you. It was just a simple dream of me introducing you to him. He would have loved you, Rose. I feel like you two would have ganged up on me frequently," Dimitri explained, chuckling at the end.

I hummed and smiled against his skin, picturing the moment in my mind. I wish I could have had that moment, but I only ever got to meet him as a ghost.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed popping up from my place. Dimitri furrowed his brows but I practically ripped him off the couch. I stuffed my feet into my boots and tugged on my coat and hat. Dimitri had raised brows at me.