I Think I Could Love You Forever

Chapter 5: Isn't That Ironic?

The flight was nice and quiet, everyone was sleeping through the flight though, so I highly doubted there would be a fuss. "Dima, when did you book everything?" I asked him as we went through the hotel lobby, Nikita sitting on the suitcase as I dragged it, following Dima. "It might've been a few weeks ago," He answered, going up to the front desk. "Room for Aleksandr Strakovskiy," He said to the lady as he looked over at me, grinning. I smiled back, grabbing his hand. "Mr. Strakovskiy, your room should be ready. How many keys will you be needing?"

"Eh, 3."

"Here you go. Enjoy your stay."

Dima took the keys from her, tightening his grip on my hand as he took us to the elevator. "So what do you have planned for us while we're here?" I asked him, getting Nikita off the suitcase. "I have appointments at various places that will keep us busy and, eventually, we'll have some alone time cause there's a playground in the hotel and, if it's fine with you, we can leave Nikita with a sitter. But that's up to you since this is your kid and I don't have a say in your parenting-"

"Dima, it's fine. It actually sounds pretty nice. No more than 30 minutes though!" I pointed at him, making him laugh. "Nikita, I'm not pulling you around on a suitcase," I told him, grabbing his hand. We got into our room, the place looking nicer than my house. "Can you be my sugar daddy and pay for me to live in this "room"?" He laughed, kissing my forehead. "Now let's go back to bed cause it is 4 and my day should start in 2 to 3 hours," I said with a yawn, putting the suitcase by the bed. "Nikita, it's time for bed." He jumped in the bed, laughing. "It's mine!" He said loudly, jumping up and down. "Sssshhh! Nikita! People are sleeping!" I whisper-shouted at him, Dima laughing. "Sorry Daddy. But can I have the bed?" I laughed, sitting down with him. "Yes. I'll sleep in the other bed with Dima," I told him as I got up and went to the other bed, Dima taking off his shirt. "Dim, keep your shirt on!" I told him, tugging his shirt down.

"Really? I can't take it off to sleep?"

"No. You can't."

He rolled his eyes, getting in bed with me. "Good night." I looked over at Nikita, seeing how he fell asleep quickly. "His batteries run out quick," I said as I turned back to Dima, his lips on mine. "You look really sexy right now..." Dima said, his hand moving lower. "Hmm, babe, noooo..." I backed away, his leg wrapping around me. "Baby, I'm tired. And Nikita's next to us. No sex stuff..." He shut me up with another kiss, his hand on the back of my leg. "Dima, I said no." I snapped at him, his eyes going wide in shock. He kissed my cheek and backed an inch away from my face, his arms around my waist. I put my head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. I looked up at him, Dima kissing my forehead.

"Good night."

~The Next Day~

"Nikita, look, there's dolphins!" I pointed over at the pool, animals performing tricks. "Someone seems to be enjoying the show," Dima grinned, wrapping his arm around me. I rolled my eyes, resting my head on his shoulder. After the show we left the park and got lunch, Dima taking us back to the hotel. "The hotel has a pool, do you wanna join me after we eat?" He asked, Nikita immediately agreeing.

A Few Hours Later

"Hey, Dim, I'm gonna get ice," I said as I opened the door, seeing a familiar figure in the hallway. "Ani? Bitch, is that you?" I asked as she turned around slowly. She smiled, running back to me. "Holy shit! Babe, what are you doing here?" She asked, hugging me. "I was gonna ask you the same thing!" I laughed as she squeezed my ass. "Dima kinda brought me and Nikita to Sochi for the weekend..." Her jaw dropped, my cheeks red (the ones on my face). "That man is a keeper. Now ask if he can pay for you to live here."

"I did that as soon as we got into our room."

We laughed, Ani walking with me to go get ice. "Hey, what are you doing tomorrow?" She leaned against the wall, thinking. "Nothing. Why?"

"Um, Dima kinda wants some.. alone time.. and I'm wondering if you can watch Nikita.."

"Hey, bring him to my room in an hour, I can watch him tonight."

"You're joking." She shook her head, walking towards the exit. "I'll text you the room number." I let out a shocked laugh, Ani smiling. "Oh my god, thank you so much!" She winked before leaving me alone with the bucket of ice. I made my way back to the hotel room, getting a text from Ani. "Ah, room number," I said as I opened the door, seeing Nikita and Dima watching TV. "Hey, um, Dima, can I talk to you?" He smiled, getting out of bed. "What's up?"

"So my friend Ani is staying down the hall and she said she could watch Nikita for a bit..."

Dima held me by the waist, the same smile on his face as he Eskimo kissed me. I chuckled, pecking his lips. "I have some new tricks I wanna show you..." He whispered, biting my earlobe. "Dim, wait until Nikita's in Ani's room." I said with a serious face, Dima frowning. We came back to see Nikita falling asleep. "Let me call Ani..." I said, Dima sitting back on the bed. "Hey bitch, Nik's falling asleep, could we bring him over now?"

"Sure! Muppets are on so if he wakes up he can watch TV."

I laughed, hanging up. "You wanna come with me down the hall?" I asked Dima, his eyes shiny. "Sure. I don't think I've met any of your friends." I laughed, sitting down with him. "Ani took me to the concert where we met." He thought about it, a look of realization on his face. "She was the brunette with the big boobs?" I covered my face in embarrassment, nodding. "Ya know, I had a hard time deciding who to kiss..." I hit him with a pillow, a grin on his face. "What? You're both smoking hot!" I hit him again, the both of us laughing. "Okay, let's get him out of here so he doesn't have a traumatizing story to tell his friends when he's older about his dad having sex with a famous singer..." I shut him up with a kiss, which made him laugh against my lips. "But you're right, let's get him out," I pulled up my jeans, putting on a straight face (isn't that ironic?).