Where Is Your Heart?

Lunch With Dimitri And?

RPOV

I woke up the next morning with big, strong arms wrapped around me. My thoughts flickered back to yesterday's events. A goofy smile spread across my face. I'm glad Dimitri and I got to spend some time alone together. Now that we were both caught up and had everything planned out, I was ready to focus on us as a couple and as a family.

I gently unwrapped myself from Dimitri and checked on Aleksandr. He was sleeping peacefully in his crib. I went to the bathroom and showered. I put on black jeans and a deep purple T-shirt. I put my hair up in a ponytail. I brushed my teeth and quickly applied some lip gloss before heading back into my room.

I walked over and picked up my sleeping angel. I gently nestled him to my chest and softly kissed his head. I sat down on my bed and shook Dimitri's shoulder. "Psst! Comrade, wake up." He groaned and rolled over onto his other side. I sighed and slightly turned my body towards him. I then positioned my feet against his back and kicked him off of the bed. I watched his huge body crash onto the floor. I leaned over the bed and said, "Good morning, Comrade. Time to get up, it's almost lunch time." Dimitri groaned but got up anyways. Dimitri went into the bathroom, quickly showered, dressed, and left his hair down. His wet hair curled at the nape of his neck.

We grabbed Aleksandr's diaper bag and went to Dimitri's family's guest room. "What are we doing here? I thought we were going to grab some lunch," I questioned.

"I thought that we could have lunch with my family since things were pretty awkward last time. Is that alright?" Last time definitely was awkward. This would be a good time to go over out plans with his family as well. They should know that Dimitri won't be going back to Russia with them.

"Of course it's okay, Dimitri." I smiled at him, reassuring that I didn't mind at all.

Dimitri knocked on the door, and we waited until we heard footsteps. The door opened and Paul stood there. He looked up and smiled. "Uncle Dimika!" He turned and ran inside shouting, "Mama! Uncle Dimka is here, hide the sandwiches! He's so big, he'll eat them all!" I started laughing really hard at Dimitri.

"He should be worrying about your appetite too, Roza. You eat almost as much as I do," Dimitri chuckled.

"That may be true, but I can't eat as much right now. I'm on a diet to lose any pregnancy weight and to get my figure back. So as of today, Comrade he should be afraid of your appetite. Plus you didn't eat breakfast."

Dimitri and I walked in and everyone was there. Olena, Karolina, Sonya, Viktoria, Pual, Zoya, Ekaterina (Sonya's baby), Yeva, and Ivan. Olena had set food on the coffee table. There were a couple plates filled with sandwiches, a couple bags of chips, a pitcher of lemonade, and a salad.

We said our hellos, ate, and talked about Dimitri's plans to stay here with Aleksandr and I. Dimitri's family was said that he wouldn't be returning to Russia with them, but they knew he had bigger responsibilities and that he will visit when he can. After a couple of hours, we said our goodbyes and headed back to my guest room.