So We Meet Again.
" One mocha capacinno with sprinkles and one caramel capicinno.( ok my spell check doesn't know how to spell Capicinno...someone please tell me))" Kurt then glanced over to Rogue's pleading eyes. " And one cinni bun."
As Kurt paid Rogue wandered over to a vacant table and slowly sat down in a chair when something caught her eye. It was him. The young man grinned to her seductively then added a wink before pretending to be interested in his coffee.
" I wonder what station he works for." Kurt came up behind her and handed over her cup and bun. " Who are you talking about Rogue?"
" Oh someone I saw last night."
Kurt's lips blossomed into a broad smile as he bit his lip, debating if he should banter.
" Marie, the work-aholic? I didn't know you could actually feel compassionate feelings for anyone but your convicts."
Rogue growled at Kurt as she took a bite of her cinni bun and swallowed it. " Oh shut up, I mean but he is so beautiful I can't help but notice."
" Scuse me for a moment, I'll be right back. " Kurt said as he wandered into the men's room.
The young man from the corner then began to approach her table. A burning blush crossed her pale cheeks as she watched his hypnotic eyes for a moment before breaking contact; taking a quick sip of her coffee which was unfortunately scalding hot.
As the young man parted his lips to speak with her she squeaked softly from the pain of the scalding coffee.
" Are you alright dere Miss?" He asked in a sultry tone of voice.
It took a moment before Marie could speak once more. " I will be."
" Mind if I sit?" He asked casually.
" Sure go ahead." She said humbly as she examined him once more, his face even more beautiful upclose, and his hair even more sexy now that it was out of its pony tail.
" You sure have surprised me.Most girls don't accept." He said with a hint of fancy.
" You mean your eyes?"
" Qui."
" Well they are just biggots."
" Hmm.suppose so. "
" Besides I mean it ain't fair, the way people treat my partner and all. He has a physical mutation and as for me well I have a mutation but it can't be seen with the naked eye."
" You intrigue me Ma Cherie, but I would like to at least know your name before we delve deeper into this conversation."
" My name is Marie.Marie Darkholme. And yours?"
" Remy LeBeau." He then reached out, taking her hand, lightly kissing it.
Marie blushed only slightly .
" So what station ya workin for sug?"
" 34th.."
" Hmm, ya like it there?"
" It's alright."
" So are you a detective? A PI?" Remy asked softly with a bit of extra curiosity.
" Both actually.right now I am working on the Ghost case."
" Oh the untraceable thief?"
" Yeah, man this bastard is one slippery snake.I can't get a thang on him. Or her."
Remy grinned slyly at her. " Looks like your partner is back.you two involved?"
" Of course not, he's married, besides he's like a little brother." Kurt sat down in a chair beside Remy and sighed. " I am your brother, we share the same mother, no matter how bitchy she is.."
" Well if you excuse me, I have to get going.oh and Miss Marie." Remy handed her a business card with just a phone number upon it.
" I would love to speak with you once more."
Remy then left the coffee shop leaving Marie in a state of uneasy bliss.
" One mocha capacinno with sprinkles and one caramel capicinno.( ok my spell check doesn't know how to spell Capicinno...someone please tell me))" Kurt then glanced over to Rogue's pleading eyes. " And one cinni bun."
As Kurt paid Rogue wandered over to a vacant table and slowly sat down in a chair when something caught her eye. It was him. The young man grinned to her seductively then added a wink before pretending to be interested in his coffee.
" I wonder what station he works for." Kurt came up behind her and handed over her cup and bun. " Who are you talking about Rogue?"
" Oh someone I saw last night."
Kurt's lips blossomed into a broad smile as he bit his lip, debating if he should banter.
" Marie, the work-aholic? I didn't know you could actually feel compassionate feelings for anyone but your convicts."
Rogue growled at Kurt as she took a bite of her cinni bun and swallowed it. " Oh shut up, I mean but he is so beautiful I can't help but notice."
" Scuse me for a moment, I'll be right back. " Kurt said as he wandered into the men's room.
The young man from the corner then began to approach her table. A burning blush crossed her pale cheeks as she watched his hypnotic eyes for a moment before breaking contact; taking a quick sip of her coffee which was unfortunately scalding hot.
As the young man parted his lips to speak with her she squeaked softly from the pain of the scalding coffee.
" Are you alright dere Miss?" He asked in a sultry tone of voice.
It took a moment before Marie could speak once more. " I will be."
" Mind if I sit?" He asked casually.
" Sure go ahead." She said humbly as she examined him once more, his face even more beautiful upclose, and his hair even more sexy now that it was out of its pony tail.
" You sure have surprised me.Most girls don't accept." He said with a hint of fancy.
" You mean your eyes?"
" Qui."
" Well they are just biggots."
" Hmm.suppose so. "
" Besides I mean it ain't fair, the way people treat my partner and all. He has a physical mutation and as for me well I have a mutation but it can't be seen with the naked eye."
" You intrigue me Ma Cherie, but I would like to at least know your name before we delve deeper into this conversation."
" My name is Marie.Marie Darkholme. And yours?"
" Remy LeBeau." He then reached out, taking her hand, lightly kissing it.
Marie blushed only slightly .
" So what station ya workin for sug?"
" 34th.."
" Hmm, ya like it there?"
" It's alright."
" So are you a detective? A PI?" Remy asked softly with a bit of extra curiosity.
" Both actually.right now I am working on the Ghost case."
" Oh the untraceable thief?"
" Yeah, man this bastard is one slippery snake.I can't get a thang on him. Or her."
Remy grinned slyly at her. " Looks like your partner is back.you two involved?"
" Of course not, he's married, besides he's like a little brother." Kurt sat down in a chair beside Remy and sighed. " I am your brother, we share the same mother, no matter how bitchy she is.."
" Well if you excuse me, I have to get going.oh and Miss Marie." Remy handed her a business card with just a phone number upon it.
" I would love to speak with you once more."
Remy then left the coffee shop leaving Marie in a state of uneasy bliss.