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Rose POV

Lissa sent Dimitri and I on vacation since neither of us had taken vacation time in several years. We ended up in a beautiful little town on the southern coast of Mississippi. One afternoon while we were heading to the beach, we passed a pool hall.

Suddenly, I found myself thinking about that time at the ski lodge when Tasha asked Dimitri to play pool with her. My mood dampened because I realized that she knew things about him that I probably still don't know. Honestly, if I hadn't heard that conversation, I'd still have no idea that he ever played pool.

Nothing seems to get by Dimitri, because he instantly picked up on my mood change. I stared out of the window to try to avoid the conversation that I knew waa coming.

"What's wrong, Roza?" He asked, grabbing my hand.

"Just thinking." I replied. I didn't really want to elaborate.

"What about?" He asked, not letting me torture myself in peace.

"Tasha." Well, kind of.

"Roza, you know that Tasha is gone. We never have to worry about her again. Why are you thinking about her now?" He was confused.

"We passed a pool hall back there, and it just made me think about Tasha." I replied, still not giving him the whole story.

"What does the pool hall have to do with Tasha?" He asked. Maybe he doesn't remember.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter." I tried.

"Roza..." he wasn't going to let this go. I sighed, and turned to look at him. He pulled the car over to listen to me.

"Tasha knew things about you that I still don't. Like that you are good at pool. I only know that because of that day we were fighting at the ski lodge. She asked you if you wanted to play pool, and she mentioned that you were really good at it. I don't know things like that, Dimitri. Other than your obsession with all things western, I don't really know what you like to do, or at least what you used to like to do, for fun. I just... I don't know. It just bothered me. I'm fine now." I ranted as I hung my head.

"Roza." He paused. "Roza, look at me."

When I didn't, he unbuckled my seatbelt, and pulled me over into his lap. Then he lifted my chin to make me look at him.

"Roza, Tasha only knew those things because she was my friend, and we spent time together. Yes, I used to be good at pool, but I only ever played when I was with Ivan." He paused. "I'll tell you everything that you want to know, but you should know better than anyone that we don't have to know those kind of things about one another for this relationship to work."

"I know, comrade. I told you that I was fine, because I realized that it doesn't matter. I love you whether you like to play pool or whether you like to do whatever it is that you used to do. I just had a moment." I leaned in to kiss him, and he eagerly kissed me back. I broke away, breathless.

"I love you, Roza."

"I love you too, Comrade."