Holding her, Remy could feel her beginning to tremble. Her skin was ice cold, and for good reason. "There is a bathroom in de back, chere. Ju need to take a shower and warm up." He was reluctant to let her go, now that he was finally able to hold her in his arms, but he did so. Nodding, she pulled away reluctantly, and turning her back before she would loose her nerve and run right back into his arms, she headed into the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, she found herself a towel in the small linen closet before stripping down and climbing into the shower. Sitting on the couch, Remy was chilly himself, but she needed the shower more than he did. At least, that's what he told himself. Rising, he made his way into the bedroom and found a pair of gray sweat pants. He changed quickly, before walking back into the main room. He was now barefoot and shirtless, wearing only the gray sweats. He was sitting on the couch once again when Jubilee emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in only a towel. He was going to say something, ask her if she wanted something to drink, when he saw her. His mind was a total blank and his mouth hung open stupidly. "Uhmmm. I don't suppose you have any extra clothes I can use until mine are dry, do you?" She asked. Her mind seemed to wander slightly as she pondered this possibility. Wearing his clothes? Wear Remy's clothes, which would smell like him and probably be warm and comfy despite how oversized they would probably be? Only in her dreams before now! He nodded slowly, watching her every move. He could make out the curves of her tiny body under the towel, and it was driving him crazy to be sitting here, unable to touch her for the distance between them. And besides, if he did touch her without her consent, without showing her how much she meant to him without her body, he would be risking losing her. "Oui, mon chere. Dere are clothes in de back bedroom. Look in de dresser."

Not long later, Jubilee emerged once again, this time dressed in a large, oversized black t-shirt that hung to just above her knees and showed off her long shapely legs. She moved into the room, not sure where to sit. On the couch next to him, or in the recliner across the room? Misjudging the small shiver she gave off, Remy grabbed the large blue and red quilt off the back of the couch, before gesturing for her to come toward him. As she neared, he stood and laid it around her, wrapping her in it. His arms, which had had had to wrap around her partially in order to wrap the blanket completely around her, lingered around her for a few moments, as he felt her lean back against him. He moved his arms slightly, pulling her close to him and leaning down to rest his cheek against her raven black head. Finally-and reluctantly- pulling away, he moved and set her down to sit on the couch, still wrapped in the thick quilt. Moving into the kitchen, he called over his shoulder. "Ju like hot co-co?" She smiled and nodded. "Yes, I do, thank you." Snuggling deeper into the quilt, she buried her face in it and took in a deep breath, taking in his scent and sighing dreamily. God, he smelled good! With a small giggle, she snuggled deeply into the quilt again, nearly disappearing under the folds.

When he re-entered, he looked around the room and saw no sign of his little love with the exception of a rather large lump in the quilt on the couch. He laughed and made his way over, sitting on the coffee table and peering into the quilt, two mugs of hot coa-coa in hand. "Are ju in dere?" he said playfully, and grinned that Cajun grin when her little face emerged from the shadows. She straightened, pushing the quilt back off of her head and reaching out to take the mug he offered. "Thanks." She went to take a sip, and gave a small yelp of pain as it burnt her lip. "Ow!" Remy could do little but laugh, before moving to the fireplace while sipping gingerly at his own steamy coa-coa. He put in a few logs and tossed in a piece of paper, before shoving several other wads of paper into the logs and lighting one on fire with a match. Soon, they had a nice, cozy fire going and he was standing at the window, looking out. "We may be here for a while, chere. De rain aint letting up and de valley around us floods when it get dis heavy." He turned back to her, wondering what her reaction to being pent up in this cabin with him for several days would be. He was surprised by what he saw. a smile. She was smiling brightly, still wrapped in her quilt and nursing her coa-coa. "That's fine with me," she said. "And besides. I can always look at it like getting out of school for a few days if nothing else!" Laughing, he made his way over to the couch, taking her mug and setting it aside before turning her to look at him as he sat next to her. "Jubilee. Remy got somtin to tell ju." he said softly. She cocked her head to the side, looking at him curiously. "Yes, Remy?" she asked. He took a deep breath. This was it, the final moment. The moment of truth. "Remy been watchin ju for a long time. Wantin to tell ju dis since jur 18th birthday, chere." At the almost concerned look on her face, he almost lost his nerve. But, instead of letting it get to him too badly, he steeled himself and forced himself to say it. "Remy love ju, chere." Though his words were quiet, she heard them loud and clear and her eyes widened in surprise. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. from him, of all men. He loved her. Remy LeBeau loved her! She nearly leaped for joy before she threw her arms around him, tossing the quilt back out of the way and hugging him tightly. "I love you, too, Remy!" she said. He laughed happily, hugging her close and pulling her into his lap and nuzzling her neck. "Ju dun know how happy that makes me, Jubilation." He said softly, kissing her cheek. Jubilation. he just called her by her real name. She turned her eyes to gaze into his, feeling his hands travel up and down her back.

They didn't say anything for what seemed like eternity. then, all of a sudden, he kissed her full on the lips. She nearly jumped out of his lap in surprise, before she finally gave a soft sigh against his lips and melted into the kiss. She was like putty in his hands, feeling herself melt into his embrace, sighing happily and returning his kiss with one of her own.