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Anya groaned and rolled over. Would she ever fall asleep? She glared down at her husband Dimitri. HE obviously had no problem getting comfortable.

Her stomach twisted itself in knots. What on earth was wrong with her? Anya had been experiencing these same annoying stomach upsets for the past couple of days now. It was four in the morning, and she'd been awake for two hours. How on earth would she be able to face her aunts tomorrow, who were coming all the way from England to visit her! Pretty, glamorous Aunt Xenia, and fun-loving, humorous Aunt Olga. Not to mention Uncle Sandro and Uncle Nickolai, the latter whom she hadn't ever met. And she hadn't seen the others in more than a decade.

"Nervous?" a voice hissed in her ear. Anya jumped.

"Dimitri! Don't DO that! You scared me half to death!"

Dimitri laughed and ran a hand through his thick brown hair. "Sorry 'bout that." He didn't look the least bit sorry.

"How did you know I was up?" Anya asked, glaring at him crossly.

"How could I not? Did anyone ever say that you toss and turn like an elephant?"

Anya hit him in the face with her pillow. "Elephants don't toss and turn."

"How would you know? But seriously, Anya, don't worry! You'll be fine!"

Anya sighed, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. "Dimitri, I haven't seen my relatives for years! What will I say? What will I do? Surely-"

"Surely they'll find you to be the same annoying, smartmouthed little brat you've always been," Dimitri replied with a straight face. Even Anya couldn't help but laugh.

"See? You'll do fine!" With that, Dimitri flopped back, pulling Anya with him. She cuddled up tight against his and fell back to sleep.

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