Finally, I updated. Sorry it took so long. I hope you like it. Please review.

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Thoughts are in italics.

Remy and Rogue walked into the hotel they were staying at. Remy smiled at Rogue.
"De Professor has good taste, non?"
"Very good taste." They reached the clerk at the front desk who was a girl talking on the phone. After five minutes of waiting Rogue lost her patience. "Excuse meh." The girl looked at her and rolled her eyes. This girl was a snotty blonde with blue eyes. "Excuse meh!"
"Hold on Roxanne." The girl put her friend on hold. "What do y' want."
"Some good service would be nice." Rogue bit the inside of her cheek to keep from saying anything to rude.
"Well, why don' y' hold on." The girl just looked at Remy. She smiled and hung up the phone automatically. "Quel service pourrait je suis à vous, le monsieur?" (What service could I be to you, sir?) Rogue rolled her eyes.
"My wife and I would like t' go to our room." Remy gave the girl a charming smile.
"Elle est votre femme?" (She's your wife?) Obviously this girl didn't think she knew French.
"Oui. De love of m' life." Rogue felt his arm snake around her waist. Rogue just smiled up at Remy like an adoring wife. The girl just sneered at Rogue.
"What are your names?"
"Lebeau." Rogue told the girl.
"Oh y' have the honeymoon suite. If y' two will walk ov'r to de bellhop ov'r dere, he'll help y'." She smiled at Remy. "Au revoir le monsieur." (Goodbye sir.)
"Au revoir." Remy gave her a small bow before he left with Rogue.
"So, Ah guess gentlemen do prefer blondes." Remy just lifted an eyebrow.
"Well chere, find me a gentleman and I'll ask him fo' y'." Rogue just smiled as they reach the bellhop.
"Hello, my name is Sean Brown. What can I do to help you wonderful" He turned to look at Rogue. "And beautiful people."
"Well we have de honeymoon suite."
"Oh, please follow me." He took their luggage as they followed him to the elevator.
"If you two don't mind me saying, I overheard your conversation, about gentlemen preferring blondes. I have to disagree, because I'm a gentleman and I happen to like brunettes with green eyes." He directed a smile at Rogue.
"Well, homme, dat can be classified as easedroppin'."
"I'm sorry sir. I just have good hearing. Didn't mean to offend you."
"It's alright." Rogue smiled at Sean. "Ah'm sure ya didn' mean to hear us." He smiled at Rogue again. Remy noticed this and he clenched his jaw. The elevator stopped.
"Your floor." The doors opened as he grabbed their luggage again. He led them to their room and opened the door with a key. They walked in. It was a beautiful, the floor was covered with soft carpet, and it looked like a room fit for a king.
"De Professor has taste non?" Remy whispered in her ear.
"Ya got that right swamp rat." Suddenly Remy was close with his hands around her waist.
"I love y' chere."
"Well you two certainly look like couple in love."
"Your right. Dis chere holds my heart forever."
"Is that true Cajun?"
"Oui. Je vous aime" (I love you.)
"Remy, Ah..."
"Well, if that's all." Sean walked towards the door. Remy let her go to pull his wallet. He gave Sean some money. He noticed Sean looking at Rogue up and down.
"Goodbye monsieur." Remy slammed to door in his face. He sighed and laid on the bed. "Dat was easy."
"What was?" Rogue sat beside him.
"Makin' people believe we're married. I never thought dat it would be dis easy." Rogue turned away so he wouldn't see the hurt.
Of course he didn' mean that he loved meh. It was all and act. Wait! Why do Ah care. Ah'm engaged to Warren. It doesn't matter if Remy doesn't love meh. Warren loves meh and that's enough.
 "Hello." Remy waved his hand in front of her face. "Are y' still there chere?"
"Yeah. What did ya say?"
"How about tomorrow we go search for the ambassador's daughter?"
"Yeah." Rogue stood up. "Well Ah think that I'll go by the pool and check it out." She went to her suitcase and pulled out a black bikini. After she changed, in the bathroom. She walked out to see Remy asleep. "Great. Ah guess Ah have to go alone." She grabbed a robe, towel, and sun block lotion. The she walked out the door. She never saw Remy looking at her through half shut lids smiling. He sat up and made sure she left.
"Rogue, y' looked very damn good." He flashed the scene in his head. The bikini showed of all her curves. "Warren you're a lucky man."

Rogue sat on a chair with her eyes closed. The late New Orleans sun felt good on her skin. She heard footsteps come towards her. She smiled but kept her eyes closed.
"Couldn' stay away huh. Ah bet ya look sexy in your trunks." She heard chuckling. That doesn't sound like Remy. She opened her eyes to see a man of that looked about a year or two older than her. He had coal black and that really emphasized his sapphire blue eyes. His white teeth went good against his tan skin. She looked down his body. He was very muscular. His six-pack was very nice.
"So am I sexy?" He sat down on the chair next to hers. He was clearly a Brit. His smile made her melt.
Stop it Rogue, your engaged and Warren... Remy doesn't like you. Not anymore at least. You lost your chance with him.
 "Well do I fit your description of sexy milady?" He was obviously sure of himself.
"Ah'm sorry, Ah thought you were somebody else." She looked away.
"You still didn't answer my question."
"Ah guess ya look alright." She glanced at him.
"You look more than alright. You look beautiful." He grabbed her hand. "So what's you name?"
"Rogue." She sat up.
"What a mysterious name. My name is Patrick. Patrick Hardy. You have to be to most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Thank you. Now can Ah enjoy the sun before it goes down?"
"Sure." It seemed like he was about to leave but them he stopped. "I've noticed you didn't use you sun block."
"And."
"I might help you reach your back. I mean I'm a bodyguard for the French ambassador's daughter so I haven't had any free time and I would love to use my free time massaging your back."
"Listen Patrick Ah'm ma..." He knows the ambassador's daughter. Maybe he can help us. Ah wish Remy was here.
 "You're what milady?"
"How 'bout we just sit here and talk?"
"Alright."
"So what's it's like bein' a bodyguard?"
"It's hard work. I mean Adele, that's her name, is really spoiled. She kind of has a crush on me, but she's not my type."
"And what is your type, homme?" The turned around to see Remy standing there, Rogue smiled at him as he walked over to them.
"Remy Lebeau, what a pleasant surprise seeing you here." Patrick smirked at him.
"Patrick Hardy, what is a snake like y' doin' slitherin' around here?"
"Just enjoying the beautiful women of the South." He took Rogue's hand and kissed her fingertips.
"Oui, ma femme est belle." (Yes, my wife is beautiful.)
"Your wife." He quickly let go of Rogue's hand and stood up abruptly. "I think I'd better go. It was nice meeting you Rogue, who knows, maybe we'll meet under better circumstances." He left them as Rogue just leaned back in her chair. Once he was out of earshot Remy let his anger out.
"What were y' you doin' wit' him?"
"Ah was talkin'."
"Y' was flirtin'!" Rogue stood up to look him in the eye.
"Ah was not! Ah was tryin' to figure out info on Adele."
"Who?"
"Did you even read the file? The ambassador's daughter is Adele Jourdan. Your 'friend' is one of her bodyguards." He sat down hard. "So ya see Ah was just tryin' a way to make our mission easier." She stood up to walk away but he grabbed her wrist and brought her down to sit on his lap. She tried to struggle but he kept his grip on her.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you chere. It's jus' dat Patrick and I had a bad past together." Remy stroked her hair. "Pardonner moi?" (Forgive me?)
"Ah guess swamp rat." She leaned unto his back as he continued to run his fingers in her hair. They continued to sit like that until the sun go down.
"Chere?"
"Hmmm?"
"Do y' miss Warren?"
"Ah don't know. Ah mean it is kind of peaceful. We've haven' been separated a day but Ah feel like Ah can finally relax." Suddenly he felt her shiver. He started to rub her shoulders to warm her up.
"Rogue, if I didn't leave and I joined de X-men..."
"We probably would've been together instead of Warren and meh. Ah probably would've wanted to become Mrs. Lebeau instead of Mrs. Worthington. But ya did leave, and Ah am becoming Mrs. Worthington."
"I know. Can I jus'..."
"Just what Cajun?"
"Rogue can we go up in our room, I need to show you something." She nodded her head and they went up to their room.
"What did you want to show meh?" Remy pulled something out of his pocket and put it in her hands. It was a gold locket.
"I want you t' have it." She opened it, but it was empty. "My père (father) told me to give it t' someone special. Y' happen t' fit that description."
"Thank ya Remy. Its beautiful." She looked up to his eyes. She noticed a hair strand in his face. He then grabbed her hand and rubbed his cheek with it. He grabbed her around the waist and lowered his face to hers. It the next moment his lips were on hers. She put her arms around his neck as the kiss deepened. He pulled her as close as he could possible. She felt his tongue enter her mouth. He teased her with it. She finally pulled away. Remy is a much better kisser than Warren.
"Rogue, I'm sorry, I shouldn' have done that but I couldn' help it."
"Remy, it's okay. Ah kissed you too."
"Let's jus' forget 'bout it. I know y' probably want t'."
Cajun would you just shut up fo' once in ya life? Rogue thought but what she said was different. "Yeah, it may be better."
"So, let's talk about our sleeping arrangement."
"Oh we can alternate sleepin' on the floor."
"Nonsense. Y' get the bed every night."
"Remy, Ah can't let you do that!"
"Y' can and will."
"It has to be uncomfortable."
"Actually the carpet looks very comfortable. I've slept in worst conditions chere."
"If you say so." She saw the look on his face. "Fine, if it makes ya happy."
"Good. Now y' need t' go t' bed early because we have t' get up early tomorrow."
He walked to the bathroom and changed. As he did she changed in her PJs and jumped in the bed.
Why do Ah care if Remy doesn't want a relationship? Ah'm supposed to be faithful to Warren. Why are my feelings fo' that Swamp Rat comin' back. Ah wish Ah could forget him. Rogue closed her eyes just so that one certain Cajun could haunt her.

"You're stupid Remy. T'inkin' dat she would feel the same way. She's still head over heels fo' dat Chicken Boy. Why did y' have t' go and fall in love with her fo' and why can't y' get over her." He looked at himself in the mirror. "I promise you Rogue, before dis trip is ova' you will know how much I love you, but not now, just sometime before dis trip is ova and I'll be the man you'll marry. I promise it."

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