𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑 ▸ Rose and Lissa have been best friends since kindergarten. Their friendship has grown and changed but they still have each other's backs - even as Queen and Head of the Queen's Guardians. Rose has always said she do '...
"Janine, it's Dimitri. We're on our way home now. All is good. We have Christian and Guardian Frankie with us. Since the house is full, can you switch on the lights for the guest house?" Dimitri didn't spell it out, but he was sure his girlfriend's mother got the underlying subtext of his message.
Rose was asleep cuddled against Dimitri. The wedding had been at 10.30pm, the reception going through until almost daylight. Dawn was nearly upon them and used as she was to a diurnal schedule, Rose was exhausted.
Sitting on one side of the back seat, Rose in the middle, Dimitri couldn't help notice the way Christian and Frankie were cuddled against each other on the far side of the rear seat. Frankie was sitting side on across Christian's lap, an arm wrapped around Christian's shoulder, his arms curled around her waist. Christian's head was resting in the crook of Frankie's shoulder, her head resting casually on top of his. It might have been innocent were it not for Christian's hand softly caressing Frankie's waist, his fingers coming dangerously close to the underside of her breasts. Not that Frankie seemed to be objecting!
Pavel did a great job of getting them home safely. It seemed like minutes, rather than an hour when they pulled up at the farmhouse.
"Wake up, Roza. We're home..."
"Too tired. I wanna sleep," Rose complained, nonetheless opening an eye.
"It's not quite dawn. Let's get up to bed."
Rose stirred, opening sleepy eyes before shutting them again.
"Christian? The main house is full, so Janine has prepared the guest house for you and Frankie. There are two rooms there. Since we weren't expecting you, there's no food, but come across to the main house when you're ready. If the house is locked, there's a key in the cutlery drawer," Dimitri explained pointing to the guest house.
Scooping Rose up in his arms, Dimitri followed Abe and Pavel to the primary residence, carrying Rose through the door and upstairs to their bedroom. Putting Rose onto their bed on her side, Dimitri carefully unzipped her dress, pulling it down her arms and over her hips. Doing likewise with her pretty, lacy bra, Dimitri stared at his beautiful woman lying on top of their bed in just a pair of skimpy lace panties.
Rose had always been beautiful, but right now – gloriously pregnant with his child – she had never looked better. While Dimitri wanted nothing more than to climb into bed with his sleepy woman, after tucking her in, then tiptoeing into Lara's room to check she was sleeping happily, Dimitri reluctantly headed downstairs. As he'd anticipated, Abe was sitting at their kitchen table, a glass of scotch in his hand plus one poured ready for Dimitri.
"What did you say to Lissa?" Dimitri asked, dropping into a chair to the side of Abe.
"I told her I knew everything, then I reminded her that she didn't want me as an enemy."
"What did she say?!" Dimitri hissed, curious despite himself.
"Oh, she tried to bluster, at first..."
"And then...?" Dimitri pressed.
"Then I told her I'd heard her threat to Rose. I reminded her of what I'm capable of, then I explained how precious my daughter and grandchildren are to me. A broken statue will be the least of her worries if she continues."
"Was she scared?" Dimitri asked in amusement.
"She should be," Abe declared ominously.
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