A month outside the gates (a VA fanfic)ON HOLD

Chapter 38

RPOV
I fell back into routine with Dimitri and school. But that only got to last a fortnight.
"Rose." Alberta addressed when I entered her office the Friday before field experience was due to start.
"Alberta."
"Take a seat." I sat as directed.
"Why am I here, Alberta?" I asked curiously. She'd pulled me from training with Dimitri.
"I wanted to discuss your assignment for field experience." Uh oh.
"I'm gathering I'm not getting Liss?"
"No. You need training with a Moroi you aren't bound to, one you have no experience guarding. You need to be able to protect someone without being able to immediately feel they're in danger."
"You know I've already done that. First with Dimitri and the Badica's. Then Spokane and St Basil's."
"I do. And it has been noted, just not graded. You need to be graded on it. You also need to be able to guard someone you don't like."
"Please, please don't tell me I'm assigned to Jesse."
"It was considered, but, no. You're not assigned to him. You're currently paired with Christian."
"Say what?!" I half-screeched half-choked.
"He'll always be around Lissa."
"No. It's not that. It's just, ugh! The bond has made me know him in ways I don't want to. On ways not even Liss should know him." I shivered at the thought of their over-active sex life.
"Their sex life?"
"Their over-active one." I shivered in disgust, again.
"I could reshuffle?" she offered.
"No. I'd take him over Jesse or any of the others."
"So, you're going to be fine with guarding Christian?"
"He's my brother in law, for all intents and purposes. I have to be."
"Go get to the gym. Belikov's waiting."

I still didn't know if she knew. If she did I wasn't going to know until I came public with my badass Belikov boyfriend. I farewelled and left. For the gym of course.

"Hey Rose. Alberta?" my badass raised a single brow.
"How'd you know?!" I teased playfully. The man was still clueless; he just had to exist and I melted.
"She rang me to let me know you'd be running late. What'd she want?" he asked as I began stretching.
"To discuss my field experience assignment."
"Oh? So you know who you've got?"
"Yup. And I'll survive."
He was also stretching, but I could feel his eyes roaming me, studying me, appreciating me. And damn! It was always hard to fight my heart and body's reaction to that possessiveness. I was his, but, for the next six weeks, Christian Ozera dictated where I went, what I did, and who I interacted with. Or not. I was supposed to have Sundays off. But... I wasn't going to stand for it.

"You're not going to use your 'day off' to relax, are you?" my man softly asked. He knew the answer before he asked the question so it was more of an observation.
"No. Of course not."
"Come on, then. Training's cancelled."

His sexy, suggestive tone, and the lust shining in his eyes, made me shiver, made my heart race and caused my breath to catch. He was completely clueless. He was so completely clueless it was comical. My badass boyfriend hoisted me up; my arms wrapped around his neck, and my legs tightened around his torso as he led me to the teacher's showers. Definitely comically-clueless, my Comrade was definitely comically-clueless. God. I loved him.