Knocking At Your Door
Chapter 8
By Kanshisha Tenshi
Remy knew he wouldn't need to go get his clothing. He had cards with him, and he could steal anything else he needed much more easily—even with his ever-present injury. He smiled to himself at his genius quitting speech. He really was sexy when he was smart (to all the fan girls out there, and others who loved the speech!). He planned to celebrate tonight, with Rogue.
For lunch they had turkey sandwiches, Rogue still irritated by his 'practicing karaoke' line. Remy made a few suggestions about playing a game, but she knew better than to trust him. Instead they watched The Nightmare Before Christmas, followed by the original Star Wars trilogy (disclaimer: I own none of it!).
"You sure you don' wanna play Twister, chére?" She didn't respond. "Sorry. Rogue?"
"Thank ya, an' no. Ya can't play with jus' two people, swamp rat."
"Remy was gon' enjoy jus' watchin' you bend an' flex, petite," he said with a sly wink. She rolled her eyes at him, and he grinned back at her. "Or we could jus' get in some o' dose positions fo' de hell o' it."
"No."
"How 'bout strip poker?"
"Maybe latah." His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He hadn't expected that one.
"You serious, river rat?" he asked in disbelief. She just smiled and walked up to her room.
Rogue was in the middle of a nice, warm, relaxing bubble bath when there was a knock at the door.
"Jus' a minute!" she called. She sunk her body deeper underwater and made sure to cover certain areas with bubbles before she called to let him know he could enter.
"Darn, an' I was hopin' t' catch some o' de show," he said in mock disappointment, snapping his fingers.
"Whatcha need, swamp rat?"
"Jus' comin' t' see if yo' ready fo' our game."
"Game?" she echoed, then remembered what she'd said a few hours ago. While she thought it would be entertaining to tell him she had been kidding, she knew that wouldn't be true. Besides, she could touch, so what could it hurt?
And he expected her to back out. That was an outright challenge he'd silently issued. She could not turn down that sort of challenge.
"Jus' give me a few minutes t' get ready," she said silkily. He raised both eyebrows, then regained his composure and strutted out the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Rogue arrived downstairs for their game of poker fully dressed and with jewelry on. She hadn't bothered with her make-up, but she had, he noted disappointedly, slipped on a pair of socks. He assumed she had underwear on, as well, to make it harder for him to get her stripped. She sat down across from him on the library floor and waited patiently for their activities to begin.
"All right," he announced; "a few rules. Since y'have on jew'lry, yo' probably gon' wanna take off one article at a time. Da's fine, but anyt'in' comin' in pairs comes off in pairs—like yo' earrin's an' socks. De bracelet an' anklet ain't comin' off, petite. D'accord?"
"Oui," she replied with a small smile. "But Ah think yo' already assumin' yo' sorry ass is gonna win."
"Sorry? Remy's ass ain't sorry, chére. Remy's ass is on fire." She busted out giggling.
"You callin' yo'self hot? Man, you really are an egomaniac!" She took a few more minutes to relax and regain her composure, but the amusement was still in her eyes when she spoke again. "One mo' change, Cajun. Let's play Blackjack instead, t' make this go fastah."
"Deal."
"An' no cheatin'."
"Remy ain't gon' have t' cheat, ma chérie," he said, winking.
"Then let's get this show on th' road," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.
Author's Note: And so I shall be evil to you! Mwahaha! And this is only because I'm in a good mood. We upped our internet connection to cable and I've been downloading more songs than I had on my PC before! I even found out what that song is from the navy commercials. You know, where there's like a bass or something for a few beats while you're looking at the divers and helicopters and the guy's talking about a book of your life…and then the guy makes some weird "yrah!" noise. If anyone would like me to include this song, its title, and the artist in the next update, Strip Search Part 2, please press 1 now. Hehe.
Anyway, I'm making this a two-part chapter because I wanted to play a computer game of Blackjack to use as a reference. That way the winner will be a surprise to me, as well. It'll definitely get interesting. I'm also thinking of adding one twist or another to the story mid-game next chapter, but that might be too evil—so it's doubtful. Ugh, I'm babbling. I'll get to your reviews next chapter so be sure to leave good ones and get some friends to read my fic! Please?