-1Rogue walks up to the concierge's desk and is about to ask him for Remy's room when he turns to her and says, "Marie, I presume, please follow me." He stands and leads Rogue to the elevator.

As they wait for the cart to arrive Rogue looks at the concierge and asks, "How did ya know mah name?"

"A Mr. Remy Lebeau left a very detailed description of you with me earlier and asked that as soon as you arrived that I personally show you to your room." The doors open and he allows Rogue to enter first. Once she is inside, he presses the button for the suite on the top floor.

They remain silent for the rest of the ride up. Once the elevator comes to a stop the door opens to enormous suite. The concierge bows and heads back down. Rogue looks at the room and attempts to absorb it all in. Over to the right is a full living room set up with black leather furniture and a huge plasma television. On the left is a huge kitchen big enough to run a restaurant out of. She can see the bathroom in the back corner, she almost faints when she sees the enormous bath tub inside, it's the old school kind with the lion's claws. There is a balcony off of the living room that looks over the sleeping city. The view is extravagant and breathe taking. She takes a few steps into the room and sees a set of French doors that she decides lead to the bedroom. Rogue can smell a mixture of roses and Cajun spices; she looks towards the kitchen and sees that Remy has been cooking. Soft jazz music plays as Rogue notices a note on the table, which is romantically set for two.

Dere's a present for you in the living room. . . Remy knows you like it.

Rogue looks over to the couch and sees a large white box with single red rose on top of it. She walks over and picks up the rose, she brings it to her nose and breaths in is fragrance. She puts the rose down and opens the box. Inside is a beautiful green dress she has ever seen. Rogue pulls it out to get a better looks at it. It is a spaghetti strap emerald green dress with a sheer black bodice with underlying emerald silk. In the box is also a pair of black strap heels with green crystal accents and a beautiful emerald choker that must have cost a small fortune. Rogue can't help but let a tear fall and jumps up to go change into the dress. She walks into the bathroom and begins to prepare for what else this night has in store.

Gambit is hiding outside on the balcony watching Rogue discover each of his surprises. When she goes into the bathroom and shuts the down, he quietly makes his way back into the suite. He walks over to the table and lights the candles and sets up dinner. He is wearing an Armani tuxedo with a silk emerald tie and emerald cufflinks to match Rogue's dress. He has his hair pulled back into a neat ponytail. He walks over and sits down on the couch, waiting for Rogue to emerge from the bathroom.

Rogue looks herself over in the mirror and smiles. "Thank God Beast made a back-up battery for mah bracelet. Ah would kill half the world in this dress." The dress fits her perfectly, hugging her curves and just the right amount of cleavage. "Remy sure does know how ta make a girl look good." She puts on her bracelet and turns it on, checking herself one more time before opening the door.

Rogue steps out of the bathroom; she sees the candles have been lit and looks around the room for Remy. She doesn't notice him at first, he smiles waiting for her to see him. Rogue finally sees Remy sitting on the couch. She looks over him a few times, "Damn, he can take ya breath away normally . . . look at him now." Rogue thinks to herself. Remy looks at Rogue and realizes that he couldn't have picked a more perfect dress for her. Her sex appeal was already extremely high, but that dress made her irresistible. Remy stands up and walks towards her, the look in his eyes says it all. He takes her in his arms and kisses her.

Rogue relaxes in his arms, she fells like it's the safest place in the world right now. In the back of her head she is dreading the events she knows will unfold later. "Ah hafta ta tell Remy about Erik. Ah can't keep this up forever. Ah just want ta enjoy what will probably be the last happy moment of our relationship, is that so wrong." She reaffirms her decision to tell Remy the truth a thousand times in her mind, but every second she looks in his eyes just makes it harder and harder.

Remy finally breaks his hold of her lips and takes her by the hand. "Remy have a romantic dinner for two ready and more surprises later, chere." He leads her to the table and pulls out her chair for her. He leans down and kisses her on the cheek as he pushes her chair closer to the table. He pulls the cover off of the dish in front of her. He has been busy; he prepared an exquisite range of her favorites. Remy has really outdone himself.

First up, Oysters Rockefeller, he sits in his chair right next to her. "Bon Appetite," He says as he offers her a taste. She opens her mouth as he gives her a taste, it melts in her mouth. "Maybe chere just taste for now, Remy has a lot more for her to try."

After countless courses, and a couple bottles of champagne, Remy decides its time for his next surprise. He stands up from the table and walks to the stereo. He plays a special CD he made for them of all their favorite love songs. He extends his hand to Rogue, "Can Remy have this dance?" Rogue stands and joins him. Remy wraps his arms around her waist, as Rogue slips her arms around his neck. They begin swaying to the music as Bryan Adams' "When you really love a woman" begins to play.

"Chere, Remy loves you."

"Ah love ya too," Rogue starts to cry.

"Don't cry, Rogue. Remy only want to make you happy." He kisses her on the forehead.

"Ah am happy, Remy." Rogue lifts her head and kisses him. Their embraced tightens as the kiss deepens. Rogue releases a soft moan as Remy runs his tongue across her own. Remy plants kisses down to her neck and lingers there for a moment. "Remy," she whispers his name sending a chock straight to his member catching its attention. He slides a hand down to her bottom and gently squeezes it. Remy makes his way to her ear and nibbles it softly.

"You make tings hard for Remy, chere," he whispers as he pushes his anticipation against her hip. "Remy want you." He returns his lips to hers.

Rogue tries to keep herself calm but Remy is making it very difficult. "Ah can't do this, ah can't make love ta him. Ah don't deserve all this. Ah hafta tell him the truth." She thinks to herself.

Remy pulls his mouth from hers suddenly. "Remy gotta stop or he might not be bale to."

Rogue's body is burning to feel him inside of her. "Remy, make love ta me."

Remy looks down at her with passion burning in his eyes. "Remy not want to pressure you chere. He is content just holding you. But he never turn down dat." He presses his mouth against her. She groans against his mouth as he runs his hands down her back. He pulls her towards the French doors leading to the bedroom.

Reaching behind him he opens the doors revealing that the hidden surprise inside. He has covered the bed in rose petals and has enough candles burning to light up all of New York in a power outage. "Oh Remy, it's beautiful." Rogue gasps.

"Not as beautiful as what Remy looking at," he adds. Another passionate kiss follows as he pulls them deeper into the room. "Remy know that this is special for ya chere, so he try and make every moment count." He gently lays her down on to the bed and kisses her again. Makes his way completely down her body with his mouth until he hits her navel where he lifts his head. He raises one of her legs up and removes her shoes. He kisses the top of her foot before he runs his tongue over her toes. She shivers at the feeling; Remy does the same to her other foot before he returns his attention to her mouth. He reaches around to find the zipper on the back of her dress. He slowly begins to unzip it as he tortures her with his sweet kisses. Pushing the dress off of her shoulders and leaves a trail of kisses alone her collar bone. Rogue takes a deep breath as he pulls the material down over her chest revealing her black bra. Rogue moans again as his fingers find their way to the breast and stimulate her nipples. Rogue pulls at his jacket and throws it onto the floor; she yanks his tie off and tosses in the same direction. She begins to unbutton his shirt as he lets his hand slide between the sheer black fabric of her bra. He lightly pinches her nipple, as he softly moans while she runs her hands down his chest. Remy pulls her off of the bed and removes his shirt; he looks up to see Rogues dress hit the floor with a soft noise.

"Chere you're beautiful," he says at the sight of her in nothing more then her bra and matching panties.

Rogue walks over and kisses his lips again while pulling at his belt. She releases the buckle and unbuttons his pants letting them fall to the floor. He slips of his shoes and picks her up off of the floor. Rogue wraps her legs around his waist and pulls his pony tail free of its holder. They fall back onto the bed never losing their holds on each other. With a quick flick over his wrist Rogue bra goes flying across the room. Remy engulf one of her nipples in his mouth and begins to tease it with his tongue. Rogue arches her back and moans. Remy's fingers begin to travel down her body until they find her wet center. He pauses for a second before his penetrates her with his fingers slowly.

Out of nowhere Remy jumps up out of the bed and looks down at Rogue with a look of pure hurt on his face. "You lie to Remy, who you sleep with?" His voice has a hint of anger behind it.

"Wh . . Whatcha mean Remy?" Rogue says out loud but in her mind she is frantically searching for an excuse to give him.

"Chere, you not virgin. You cheated on Remy."