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“Oh, Roza…” He sighed, and I felt a thrill tickle me. “Roza” was my name in Russian. He rarely used it. “You express yourself more than anyone else I know.”
Dying over here.
“You’re a fast learner, Roza.”
How I love when he calls her Roza!
“The whole profound Zen crap thing. You don’t talk to me like a real person. Everything you say is just some wise, life-lesson nonsense. You really do sound like a Christmas special.”
“Do not do that again,” he said stiffly. “Don’t kiss me back, then,” I retorted.
“I don’t give ‘Zen lessons’ to hear myself talk. I don’t give them because you’re another student. I’m doing this to teach you control.”
“My life is a disaster,” I finally said. “It’s not a disaster,” he said automatically.
You can’t force love, I realized. It’s there or it isn’t. If it’s not there, you’ve got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you’ve got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.
Dimitri might run off with Tasha, but I would still love him. I would probably always love him.
“Where you going?” he asked. “To break someone’s heart,” I replied.
“I told her no. Tasha.” “I…” I shut my mouth before my jaw hit the floor. “But … why? That was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. You could have had a baby. And she … she was, you know, into you….” The ghost of a smile flickered on his face. “Yes, she was. Is. And that’s why I had to say no. I couldn’t return that … couldn’t give her what she wanted. Not when…” He took a few steps toward me. “Not when my heart is somewhere else.”
Oh my Romitri heart is bursting 😍❤️
Time stopped as he reached out and cupped my face between his hands. He brought his mouth down and brushed it against my lips. It was barely a kiss at first but soon increased, becoming heady and deep. When he finally pulled away, it was to kiss my forehead. He left his lips there for several seconds as his arms held me close.
“Do you miss it?” I asked, glancing back to where he walked behind me. It was something I’d never considered before. In my mind, everyone would want to live in the U.S. Or, well, they at least wouldn’t want to live in Siberia.
