I couldn't stand it anymore. I've become hooked to that story, so here I am, at nearly midnight, writing a note about the chapter I've just written. I hope you like the sweetness, I needed to write something nice before I go to bed… Talking about bed, I have to go now, I have to get up at 5 in order to get ready for work…
Sorry for the mistakes, if there are some, I didn't really re-read this… My eyes won't work…
Enjoy! And thanks to those who had time to read and review before I posted this… lol
Chapitre cinq
She kept her hands twisted in her lap, now and then casting a worried look at the bed where a strange woman was tending Raven's wounds. The brunette was unconscious, having bumped her head hard when she had fallen, but she didn't look as bad as Jade would have thought she did. She was in no danger, though, and it was enough for her to know. For now. The old woman was humming gently as she dressed the wound in Raven's shoulder, and Jade looked at her more closely. She mustn't have been older than 65, but her hair was a bright silvery white, and was braided with multicolored wooden beads that clicked softly whenever she would move. She had soft brown eyes full of intelligence, and her slender fingers, each one ornated with a silver ring, moved swiftly over the bandages, like butterflies over a flower. She looked back at her face, and blushed when she saw the woman was staring at her, and smiled. A long white hand reached out and touched her cheek.
"You're friend'll be fine. She just needs some sleep." The door opened and closed gently, and both women turned towards the door. Jade felt her heart squeeze, and her eyes locked with the red gaze. The old woman smiled. "Remy, what are'y doin' here? De girl needs rest." Remy's eyes moved to her, and he smiled back.
"I know she's in good hands, tante Mattie. I was here t'show our other guess t'her room." Jade blushed and rose to her feet, and look a last time at Raven's sleeping face. Then she stared into Mattie's eyes.
"Tell me when she wakes up." Mattie nodded, and Jade followed Remy out of the room.
The house was georgous. The walls were richly decorated, and antique furniture could be seen in every corner. Jade opened her eyes wide, trying to see everything, until Remy stopped, and opened a door for her. She gasped. A huge four post bed layed in the middle of a big room, covered with at least ten blankets and three mattresses. The room was decorated in shades of green, and she had view on a dense moss green forest behind the window. Another door was cracked open on the other side of the room, through which she could guess a pure white private bathroom. She walked in the vast bedroom, mouth agape, fingers lingering on the dust-free wooden furniture, and sat on the bed, hands smoothing the soft fabric and feet dangling a feet over the green thick-carpeted floor.
"I'll understand y'like it." She started. She had almost forgotten she wasn't alone. She gulped, her eyes shying away from his, and spoke in a harsh voice.
"Ah dreamed of a bedroom like that when Ah was a little gal. Ah love it."
"I'm glad y'do." She inhaled deeply, and looked at him.
He was wearing the same thing the man who had robbed her on the street did, from the black suit to the deep brown trench coat. He still had his hair tied back, but he looked much less relaxed than he had back at the bar.
"Do y'have a single idea where y'are, girl?" he snapped. He was much less gentle too, and his voice was gruff.
"Ah'd guess it's your house."
"It's my f… it's… it's mine." A flicker of sadness crossed the red irises. "You are presently sittin' in a guest room of de LeBeau mansion, fille. Headquarters of de Thieves Guild, of which I'm leader now."
"Ah guessed." He frowned, and she pointed at his clothes. "Ah got robbed at the market yesterday, and tha man wore the exact same thing." He sighed.
"Nevertheless, y'put yerself in lots of trouble by enterin' de Assassins territory."
"We didn't know…"
"It doesn't matter to dem." His eyes were angry, but Jade had a feeling the anger wasn't directed to her. His eyes stared into hers, and he took a step forward. "But ye're here in a house of friends. And de Thieves Guild'll give you protection for as long as ye'stay here." Jade swallowed hard.
"Thank yah. But we'll leave New Orleans as soon as Raven's alright."
"Den I'll make sure Mattie keeps her in bed." She snapped her head up to meet his smile. "Ye can stay here for as long as y'want. You don't come from here, don'ye?"
"No, we're from New York." He laughed and winked at her.
"I didn't know New Yorkers had a southern accent." She laughed lightly, and looked at her hands. How could that guy make her feel like a teenager with her first love?
"Raven's a pure New Yorker. New Orleans is an adventure for her… Ah come from Mississippi."
"So New Orleans' boring fo'you?" She laughed, for real this time, her smile lighting her eyes. He moved closer to her, but she didn't notice.
"Ah though so at the beginning, but this turns out to be the most exciting vacation Ah ever had!" Her laugh faded as she realized he was standing right in front of her. She was sitting on the bed, but the mattresses were so high she was almost as tall as she was when she stood up. She looked up and her breath caught in her throat when she saw his eyes.
He was a handsome man, but the red on black eyes had to be the most startling feature in his face, and the held a lot of emotions. Which at the moment were quite easy to understand.
"Exciting?" he repeated in a low voice, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Maybe it's a weak word" she said, her voice shaking. She wanted him to lean down and take her mouth like he did in the bar last night, she wanted to feel the heat of his body against hers again, her whole body yearned for it. He did lean closer to her, putting his hands on the bed both sides of her to keep his balance, and she smelled the cigarette and cologne again, but his mouth stopped inches from hers. "Remy?" she asked.
"Such a shame."
"What?" she asked, disbelieving. His hand reached up, and he cupped her face.
"Such beautiful eyes'n face, floatin' in m'mind all day long, and no name to put'n it." She laughed nervously, relieved, and gave him her best smile.
"Mah name's Jade." He stared at her face for a moment, and his eyes looked deep into hers.
"Jade" he repeated, his voice suddently soft. "I have so much on m'mind, and yet I can't stop thinkin' about last night." His face moved a fraction of an inch closer, and she nearly sighed with impatience. She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by his mouth on hers. She closed her eyes as the waves of sensations came back, shaking her body, and her hands reached up to grab the collar of his coat, clinging onto it like a lifesaver, trying to keep her head out of the water. He gently pushed her back so she would lie on the soft quilt, and his arms circled around her waist, pressing her against his body. His mouth was eager, his tongue dancing with hers, and she never thought she could feel so much only in a kiss. She let go of the coat and her hands ran up, caressing his rough cheeks and running through the thick auburn hair, cupping the back of his head to press his mouth on hers, and deepen the kiss that was already making her dizzy. He turned on his back, lifting her to lay over him, and his hands let go of her waist to gently run through her thick mane of reddish brown hair, letting it fall around their heads like a veil. He cupped her face and broke away from the kiss, dropping soft kisses on her lips and on the tip of her nose as both of them made their best to get their breath back, gasping, and slow their heart down to a more normal beat. He sighed deeply, his lips lingering on hers, and she opened her eyes to notice his were still closed.
"How can y'do dis to me?" he spoke against her lips. "Never, never I felt I was loosin' control on m'self like dat." She chuckled, bringing her lips down on his mouth one more time, and he opened his eyes.
"Ah could ask yah tha same thing, sugah. Ah don't think Ah can stop that." He smiled.
"And I don't think I want to." His lips parted again for another kiss, and she leaned down, but a loud knock on the door made her freeze in mid-action. Remy sighed, and his hands dropped to his sides on the quilt.
"Monsieur LeBeau?" said a muffled feminine voice on the other side of the thick door.
"Oui, madame Ginette?" he asked in a loud voice, deliberately sounding annoyed. Jade smiled against his lips, and slowly slid down to her feet.
"Madame Mattie says de girl is awakened, and wishes to talk t'her friend." Remy sat up and rubbed a hand on his face. He looked at Jade, and smiled.
"We're comin'."
To be continued!
