The muscles on his chest and abs tightened with the feeling of the
weightlessness as they flew into the air caused by a pothole. They slammed
onto the road again, sliding onto the highway. After a moment of driving,
he leaned hard to the right, cutting across a mustang and turning into an
exit. He stopped in the parking lot of the Movies, the engine dying down.
"Chere..." his deep voice called. "You can le' go'a Remy now."
"Oh..." she didn't realize she was squeezing him...she let go and got off. "Comon' Ah'm ready to go see anythin' at this point." she started towards the theatre then stopped and turned around. "Are you comin' or what?" she smiled
"Yeah, Chere. Remy comin'" he answered, pulling the helmet off, shaking his head. He placed the helmet on the bike, grabbing his keys and stepped off of the bike, following her. His long legs carried him over to her quickly. "So, what you wanna watch?" he asked as they neared the ticket booth.
"Ah don't really care as long as I get ta spend some time with ya."
He smiled and they went in. About two hours later they emerged...Remy's arm carefully draped around Rogue's shoulder. "Chere...Remy just t'ought of dis new bar 'n' grill. Heard dem make great Cajun' cuisines. Would ya like ta go?"
"Shore this is very nice of ya"
He smiled at the comment. "Ma pleasure Chere." They mounted his bike and a few minutes later he pulled into the lot. Fairly busy but nice looking. Rogue got off the bike and pulled her leather coat closer. She walked into the restaurant.
He came in after her and stood in line beside her. "Want ah balcony table or inside?"
"Ah don't care...you choose."
He nodded, after speaking with the waiter got them a balcony table. The waiter lead the way and he went back over to Rogue. "C'mon Chere, dis way."
"Oh o.k." Rogue sat down. "So...what should ah get?" she said as she peered at the menu.
He ordered their drinks, a beer for him and a coke for Rogue and sat back. "Anyting you'd like. Gambit's paying t'night." He reached over and took one of her hands into his own. His hands protected by his usual finger-cut gloves.
Rogue pulled her hand back. "Remy don't do that you know you might touch mah skin! Then there'd a whole lotta explain' ta do." She looked into his eyes.
He laughed, grinning widely. "Ah c'mon, Gambit's used ta being drained by you. Besides, ah am wearing ma gloves." He raised a hand to prove his point.
"Oh..." she didn't realize she was squeezing him...she let go and got off. "Comon' Ah'm ready to go see anythin' at this point." she started towards the theatre then stopped and turned around. "Are you comin' or what?" she smiled
"Yeah, Chere. Remy comin'" he answered, pulling the helmet off, shaking his head. He placed the helmet on the bike, grabbing his keys and stepped off of the bike, following her. His long legs carried him over to her quickly. "So, what you wanna watch?" he asked as they neared the ticket booth.
"Ah don't really care as long as I get ta spend some time with ya."
He smiled and they went in. About two hours later they emerged...Remy's arm carefully draped around Rogue's shoulder. "Chere...Remy just t'ought of dis new bar 'n' grill. Heard dem make great Cajun' cuisines. Would ya like ta go?"
"Shore this is very nice of ya"
He smiled at the comment. "Ma pleasure Chere." They mounted his bike and a few minutes later he pulled into the lot. Fairly busy but nice looking. Rogue got off the bike and pulled her leather coat closer. She walked into the restaurant.
He came in after her and stood in line beside her. "Want ah balcony table or inside?"
"Ah don't care...you choose."
He nodded, after speaking with the waiter got them a balcony table. The waiter lead the way and he went back over to Rogue. "C'mon Chere, dis way."
"Oh o.k." Rogue sat down. "So...what should ah get?" she said as she peered at the menu.
He ordered their drinks, a beer for him and a coke for Rogue and sat back. "Anyting you'd like. Gambit's paying t'night." He reached over and took one of her hands into his own. His hands protected by his usual finger-cut gloves.
Rogue pulled her hand back. "Remy don't do that you know you might touch mah skin! Then there'd a whole lotta explain' ta do." She looked into his eyes.
He laughed, grinning widely. "Ah c'mon, Gambit's used ta being drained by you. Besides, ah am wearing ma gloves." He raised a hand to prove his point.