The way that it should have been

Chapter 10

I dipped in and gave her one final breathtaking, for the both of us, kiss. Before we gladly had to leave the St. Vladimir's Academy campus and the entire United States behind us for the following two weeks.

Eventually, and with great difficulty, we managed to pull ourselves away from each other. But only long enough to get in the car so that we could head to the airport.

I am hopeful that on the way to the airport that I will be able to tell Roza the rest of what happened in the gym with Tasha. And Roza would not try to kill Tasha if we ever see her again.

But I wouldn't blame Roza if she did want to kill Tasha for what she said, did and tried to do. Because I still sure as ad want to kill not only that pathetic excuse for a younger cousin of Ivan's. But also, all of those other pridurki that lied by saying that they had ever touched Roza MOYA in any type of sexual way. (hell, assholes, my)

I knew better than to believe any of that bred sivoy kobyly, no matter who's yeblya mouth that it came out of, and so did each and every chert one of them. They all knew that none of them had ever been with her that way and they never yeblya will be. (bullshit, fucking, damn, fucking)

After giving in to my feelings for Roza moya, it felt like I had to constantly be touching her in some way. Because when I wasn't; I felt like I was drowning or suffocating, ad I felt like I was losing my ever loving mind if I wasn't at least near her all the chert time. Sometimes I couldn't think straight or keep my mind on what I was supposed to be doing if she wasn't somewhere around me. And I know that that is dangerous as ad for anyone especially for a guardian. But I am hoping that it will get better since she now knows that I love her, and I know for a fact that she really does love me. (my, hell, damn, hell)

When we got in the car and strapped in, I took my Prada Aviator sunglasses out of my inside duster pocket and put them on. These were one of the very few things, aside from my dusters, that I'd bought for myself over the years since I became a guardian.

Of course the only reason that I had even thought about spending so much money on a pair of sunglasses. Is because Ivan kept harping at me, telling me just how much better that they were than the other brands. How much clearer he could see, when we were outside in the sunlight, with them as opposed to others.

Finally, he'd given up and bought me a pair of them himself, for my birthday that year. But they had been destroyed fighting off a strigoi attack just a few months later.

After Ivan had been killed, I'd bought myself another pair. Identical to the ones that he'd gotten for me, as a personal tribute in his memory. And thankfully I still have them.

After I put my sunglasses on, I turned to Roza moya. And when I did, I saw that she had on a pair of Gucci sunglasses with crystals in a double heart design on the arms right up next to the hinges.

I don't know if they came that way or if she had done that to them after she got them. But she looked yeblya scorching hot in them just as she does all of the time. My God, she is soooo yeblya beautiful that it hurts me down deep into my heart and soul sometimes. Until I met Roza moya, I had never seen a woman who was so beautiful that it hurt my heart, soul and fried my mind before. But Roza moya is and always will be, painfully beautiful. (fucking, fucking, my, my)

Even though lyubov' moya is sooo painfully beautiful, this is the first time that I had ever even thought of using the word hot to describe my woman before. I call her beautiful, gorgeous and sexy all the time, which she most definitely is, but I'd just never called her hot before. Although she most definitely is that too. (my love)

She was sooo hot and sexy in fact that she could melt the entire polar ice caps, flooding the entire world, with just one scorching hot look. And when she actually tried to look and be sexy, for example the night of the Equinox Dance and that little black dress that I am going to get a new one of. I didn't stand a yeblya chance in ad against her and her resolve. And she knew it too. But she has, as of yet, to take full advantage of it. Which I thanked God for, because when she finally decided to do that, I knew for an absolute fact that I would be a goner. I wouldn't stand a prayer of a chance against her. (fucking, hell)