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Must Be Dreaming Chapter 3. Wow!, Cajuns sure know how to flirt

The sound of the voice made her jump in shock, and hit her head on a cupboard above the bench where the croissant was. She moaned as she felt the new pain, and clutched her head.

"You alright chere?, Remy didn't mean to scare you" he stepped forward into the light from the still opened refrigerator.

"oh really, and just how do you think ah would react to someone jumping out at me in the dark?" her tone was a mixture of anger and sarcasm, coursed partly by the new pain in her head.

Remy brushed her comment aside, and stepped towards her. Rogue collected herself once more and removed her hands from her head and looked up a Remy. Rogue had been wonting to see him for quite sometime, and now he was standing right in front of her, she was not quite sure weather to welcome him with open arms, or throw him a good punch, but she did none of these things. Instead she in hailed deeply, mustering a bitter tone. "What do you want?" she said mentally kicking herself for her response.

It was not the response Gambit was expecting, but he could work with it. "What?, Remy take you on a relaxing vacation to New Orleans, and this is how you thank him".

Rogue scoffed 'relaxing' was hardly the word she would use to describe her trip with the Cajun.

"Ok, so maybe it was not so relaxing" Remy admitted hearing Rogue's scoff, "but at least you were never bored".

Rogue shifted her weight from one foot to the other, placed both hands on her hips and sent him a death glare. "You kidnapped me, used me, ....and now thanks to you Gambit ah have a headache".

To spite her harsh words Remy smiled, did she know how cute she looked when she was angry?. "You right chere, Remy's been bad", he said sending her a pout.

"He sorry, maybe he should just leave den" he turned to face the window

Rogue didn't know why she said it, but his pout had broken thought her angry acted, and made her knees slightly weak. "No!" she cried before she could stop herself.

Remy stopped in his tracks. A grin spreading across his face, he wiped it off before he turned to face her.

"What?" he asked trying to look as innocent as possible.

Rogue looked down at her bear feet, not wanting to look the Cajun in the eye. She was suddenly very self-conscious of the fact that she was in her pajamas, and that she was wearing no makeup.

"Ah don't want you to go", she admitted in a soft whisper, that Gambit was only just able to hear.

Rogue continued to stare at her feet, as Remy walked up to her, and stopped right in front of her. With his gloved hand he gently reached up and adjusted her face so their eyes meet.

"That's good 'cause Remy don't wanna leave"

Their faces were so close his breath washed over Rogues face. She felt her face heat up and knew she must be blushing.

Remy smiled as he saw the colour in her cheeks. Embarrassed Rogue tore her eyes from his and backed away.

"Did you miss Remy chere?", he asked accent seductively thick.

After observing her for the past couple of days, he was pretty sure that she had missed him to some degree, but he wanted to see if she would admit it.

Rogue became suddenly interested in the croissant she had placed on the counter, as her mind started a fierce battle for an answer. 'say yes,... no don't say yes,- but I cant say no,...oh, hell why does he have to make hating him hard?', Rogue thought.

"Um,...yes-Ah mean no-no Ah......maybe" she finally stuttered out.

Gambit couldn't help raising an eyebrow at her answer, amused at how his question had effected her.

The entire time she answered the question, Rogue's eyes were plastered to the French bread beside her, in hope that addressing it would be easier than the person in the room.

Remy closed the distance between them once more. 'Don't look in to his eyes', Rogue told herself. 'Do anything, but just don't look into his eyes'. Remy's strange red on black eyes had a strong affect on Rogue, and she knew it. For the very first time she meet him, she had become lost in those unique eyes.

Remy must have known this too. With his gloved hand, he placed his hand under her chin, and slowly edged her face so their eyes meet. As Rogue's emerald green eyes became lost in his, Remy slid his hand down to rest on her shoulder. He paused making sure she would not look away, and continued to slide his hand down her back until it came to rest on the back pocket of her pajama pants. He slid his hand into the pocket and found what he was looking for, but did not remove it immediately. Staring deep into her eyes he let his hand linger. Finally, he pulled out the object.

"Remy take this as a 'yes' to his question" he said holding the playing card up so she could see it.

As if the sight of the card snapped Rogue out of her hypnotized state, she blinked. As recognition dawned, Rogue felt her face heat up once more. She snatched the card back from Remy, and returned it to the pocket.

"I forgot it was there", Rogue lied.

"Of course you did chere" Remy mused, trying his hardest not to smile.

Rogues crimson cheeks deepened, as a new wave of embarrassment washed over her, causing her to back away from her close proximity with Remy.

"What are you doing hear?" Rogue asked trying to change the subject, as well as drain the pigment from her face.

"Remy just wanted to checkup on mon chere" he answered leaning against the bench beside the croissant.

"Since when am I your 'chere'?, Rogue asked making a mental note to figure out exactly what 'chere' means.

Remy's face became serious as he took a step towards her, "Ever since you came back to help me".

Rogue was stunned at the truthfulness of his tone, the look in his eyes, and the fact that Remy had referred to himself in first person. He was serious. Rogue's heartbeat doubled as she realized this.

Remy watched her face intently for a reaction, but her face was giving no clues as to what was going on inside. Rogue did not know what to say, her brain searching for a response, but her body had decided what to do before her brain.

Rogue stepped towards Remy, closing the distance between them. Remy hide the surprised look from his face, he knew his words had affected her, but had no idea they were this affective. He collected himself once more, and looked down at Rogue. She had taken the step for once not Gambit, and that was something he was not expecting.

Rogue looked into his eyes, it was her turn to be serious. "I'd do it again", she said truthfully.

Taking advantage at the role reversal, Gambit pulled her closer, so what little space remaining between them was gone. He leaned down so his lips were hovering just beside her ear. "That means a lot to Remy, chere". His accent was thick, coursing Rogue's heart to speed up once more.

Remy smiled wickedly, as he felt the pace of her heart double. Rogue suddenly realized he could fell it, and she felt the heat returning to her face. Gambit saw her blush, and knew that she would probably try to back away soon. Not wanting to end this wonderful closeness, he wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

Rogue was going to back away when he did this, but the action had effectively driven the thought from her, as she started to savor the experience. Nether of them wanted to end the embrace, but in the end, that choice was not up to them.

The lights of the kitchen suddenly flickered on.

Cliffhanger. I made this chapter longer to make up for the two short ones. Remember I am new hear so be gentle when it comes to reviewing. Enjoy more chapters coming!