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Little Pink Plus Sign - Rose POV - Part 3/?

The next day, I was on duty guarding Lissa which, in all honesty, gave me serious mixed feelings. I couldn’t wait to tell her, but with the news also came the news that I couldn’t guard her for the next nine months. The idea of that was frustrating.

After several kisses from Dimitri, I headed towards her suite. Christian answered the door wiping the sleep from his eyes, his hair a mess. Mumbling something about Lissa being in the shower, he walked towards the kitchen.

“Coffee?” he offered.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “No, you have my cup. You need it more.” Opening his mouth to return my comment with some snarky remark, he shrugged and poured his coffee.

Lissa emerged from the bathroom, her blonde hair glistening. “I’m almost ready!” she called. Minutes later, she waltzed out of the bathroom looking absolutely stunning. “I had to dress up for girl’s day out!”

I laughed, a twinge of nervousness catching it in my throat. “Well, let’s go!”

“Have fun, girls,” Christian said, kissing her goodbye.

Once we were out the door, Lissa smiled brightly. “How long has it been since we’ve had a girls’ day? No politics. No guardians…sorta. Just us and some long overdue mani-pedis!” She giggled with excitement.

I had to admit her enthusiasm was contagious. I let out a breathy laugh and nodded. “Hopefully we’ll have these more often!” Since I can’t be your guardian for the next nine months…

Suddenly, she stopped. “What is wrong with you? Normally you would be giddier than me about a girls’ day. Did you and Dimitri have a fight?” Her eyebrows scrunched together.

“I’m fine, Liss. Let’s go,” I urged, entwining my fingers with her.

She pulled back. “No, really Rose, what’s wrong?”

Putting on my best blissful face, I faced her. “It’s really nothing. I just have a lot on my mind. So the sooner we get this day started, the better.”

Tucking a loose hair behind my ear, she regarded my face carefully. “Okay,” she conceded. “But you know you can tell me whatever’s going on.” I nodded. “You and Dimitri are okay?”

“Better than ever,” I said honestly. This seemed to calm her fears. “What’s new with you? I feel like we haven’t had time to talk in a while.” It was true. With her queenly duties and my silent part in her new life, opportunities for us to talk didn’t come often.

“Honestly, I don’t think…” She paused, and her face lit up. “Christian has been trying to get me to agree to a trip to Paris. I didn’t want to decide until I ran it by you since you’ll be coming with us of course! You and Dimitri, our fearless guardians!”

I felt my mouth go dry. “Paris? The guardian detail we’ll need is –”

“I know, I know. It’ll be extensive, but honestly, Rose we’ve been trapped in America all of our lives. Aren’t you a little curious?”

“Yeah, no, it sounds like an awesome trip. I’ll have to talk to Dimitri about it so we can work out the details, but it sounds amazing.” Hopefully that would buy me some time.

Suddenly, the sharp smell of acetone hit my nose. Then, my stomach. Nausea rolled through me and quickly muttering to Lissa, I ran towards the bathroom. Once my tiny breakfast was completely out of my stomach, I looked up to find Lissa holding back my hair. She handed me a wad of toilet paper, concern filling her face.

“Sorry, I just…” At a complete loss for words, I shrugged.

“Rose if you weren’t feeling well, you should’ve just told me. We could’ve rescheduled,” she said, her voice filled with hurt.

“I’m fine. I just…something made me sick. I’m fine.”

Shaking her head, she replied, “No. You’re not. Do you want me to walk you back?”

I stood up and adamantly shook my head. “No. Let’s go get some breakfast. I just, something I smelled made me feel sick and I hadn’t eaten much this morning anyway.”

She considered this for a minute, before asking, “You’re sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure.” I knew that her suspicion was growing. I wasn’t acting normally, and she saw it. Honestly, who wouldn’t have?

“Okay…” she agreed reluctantly.

The walk to our favorite diner was a quiet one. I could feel Lissa’s sidelong glances at me, but tried my best to ignore them. I wanted one more day before the world as we knew it ended.

We were seated quickly, and I felt Lissa’s eyes searching me as I looked at the menu. “I’m fine, Liss. Really. I must’ve eaten something wrong or something. It’s okay.”

“You really are a terrible liar, Rose.”

“As are you,” I said, laughing.

“Your Highness, Guardian Belikov, my name is Clarice. I’ll be your server today. Can I get you something to drink?” our cheery, but obviously nervous waitress asked.

“Two mimosas, please,” Lissa ordered.

“Make that one. Water for me,” I said a little too quickly. Clarice nodded and dismissed herself.

“Okay now I know something is wrong with you. You were never one to turn down alcohol. What the heck is going on, Rose?” She shook her head. “And none of that ‘I’m fine’ bull. I know you aren’t. What is going on?”

“Lissa, I just don’t want to drink. I just threw up.” Anxiety coursed through me. I could see in her eyes that she didn’t believe me, not for a second. “Okay, if I tell you, you…you have to hear me out before you say anything, okay?”

Again, her face filled with pain. She said, “Rose, when have I ever judged you for anything? I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.”

“Well,” I started, wondering how I would tell her. “I…my umm…I went to the doctor because –” Suddenly, my phone started ringing. Janine Hathaway, flashed across the screen. “Shit,” I muttered. “It’s my mom. Just a minute.”

“Hello?” I answered, as I found my way to back of the restaurant.

“Rose,” her worried voice responded. “You never called me back. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah. I’m sorry, Mom. Sorry if I scared you. I was just having a rough day and Dimitri wasn’t home yet and I needed to talk to you. I’m alright. But hey, I’m out with Lissa. Can I call you later?”

Hesitantly, she said, “I guess if everything really is okay…Rose, call me later okay?”

My vision blurred and I quickly wiped away a tear that had escaped. “I will, Mom. Enjoy your vacation.” Hanging up, I slowly made my way back to the table, which to my great disdain, had two mimosas on it. “What is this?” I asked Lissa.

“I told her to bring it. Come on, Rose! Let loose. Have a bit of fun. You’re always so serious now that you’re my guardian. I kinda miss crazy Rose.”

“I can’t drink this.”

She rolled her eyes. “Sure you can.”

I sat down and pushed the drinks to the end of the table. “Lissa, I’m…I’m pregnant.”

As if I’d thrown cold water in her face, she jumped slightly and her eyes widened. “But you can’t…Rose, what?”

“I went to the doctor because my period was super late. They took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. I don’t understand it. They said it’s really rare and that I’m not likely to…” I stopped, chocking up. “That I’m not likely to make it full term, but I’m pregnant.” When I met her jade eyes, they were filled with tears.

“You’re…you and Dimitri…you’re having a baby,” she tested the words on her tongue. Suddenly, she started giggling, her hand covering her mouth. “Does he know?”

“I told him yesterday. He’s pretty excited.” That was the understatement of the century.

“But Christian doesn’t.”

Suddenly confused, my eyebrows scrunched together. “Of course he doesn’t. The only time I’ve talked to him was this morning. I didn’t really talk much to zombie Christian. Besides, I wanted to tell you first.”

Tears streaming down her face, she shook her head, “No, Rose.” Pointing to the mimosas at the end of the table, she said, “I can’t drink that either.”