MORNING AFTER

Anna woke up slowly, amazed at how comfortable she was. Even that little bit of light that had shown through the curtains didn't bother her. She slowly opened her eyes, not realizing the smile on her face, but nearly jumped out of her skin when she noticed how close she was laying next to Remy. Their faces were only a few inches apart and he had an arm around her waist, so she pulled back a little bit and he pulled her forward as his face frowned and he groaned just a little bit. She quit moving and he relaxed again.

'He bettah be really asleep or else Ah'm gonna give him a knock upside his head.' So she decided to lay there just a little bit longer trying to come up with a plan to sneak away. But she couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. She gave him a good look over, or as much as she could from her position. But it was enough of a position that she could tell that he was wearing nothing except for a pair of black boxers. Anna had to close her eyes after that, she couldn't look at him like that. He only wanted one thing from a woman, and even though she was his wife, she was not going to be treated like just another woman. No matter how she wanted him. When she did open her eyes she found she was staring into his.

"Bon matin chere." 'Could she be any more beautiful then she was last night?'

"Mornin'." They just layed there for a while like the world had just stopped, starring into one another's eyes. But he broke them out of their revere afraid that she was starting to feel uncomfortable under his stare.

"Well this is a first."

"First what?"

"First time Remy sleep next ta a belle femme and all he do is actually sleep." She laughed.

"Well happy Ah could oblige, monsieur LeBeau." She drawled out.

"Ya know chere-"

"Anna."

"Anna, we could always change that."

"Are ya requestin' mah services?" She smirked.

"What would ya do if Remy say oui?" She sat up and gave him a once over and smiled.

"Oui." She slowly put her hands against his bare chest as he smiled and then quickly shoved him off'a the bed. He gave her a bewildered look as she smirked evilly.

"Ah told ya, ya had ya warnin'." Then she got up and made her way to the door.

"Wait, where ya goin' chere."

"Ah need mah clothes."

"Mais that shirt look so good on ya." Then she turned back around and grabbed the door knob.

"Non, really, ya don't have ta go." She turned facing him crossing her arms over her chest.

"And whay would Ah want to stay?" He stood up and made his way over to the dresser, opened it up and pulled out a pair of black satin panties and twirled them around his finger.

"Maybe 'cause ya clothes already here." Her jaw dropped and she stomped over to him and grabbed her underwear and some other items in the drawer. Then she stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Remy walked over to the bathroom smiling in victory and knocked. "Don't take too long, don't want ya missin' breakfast chere."

"Go away!"

"Ya know ya don't mean that. Ya know ya love Remy."

"Ah'm gonna love ya death in a minute if'n ya don't get away from the door!"

"If it means seein' ya half-dressed, can't see no better way to go."

"Ugh." She sighed in defeat. "Fahne, Ah'll beh down in a minute, alright."

"Oui Madame LeBeau."