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NIGHT OUT – Part 2

Remy brought her to his bike, which she looked at skeptically. Like she was getting on that thing, wearing what she was wearing. She looked at him, who of course was smirking at her, and put her hand on her hip, using the other hand to point at his bike.

"Ya really think Ah'm getting on that?"

"Quoi?"

"There ain't no way Ah'm getting on that wearin' this." He was in a slight daze as he looked her over. She could see his eyes burning through his sunglasses and smacked him in the arm.

"What dat for chere?" he asked her as he rubbed his arm.

"Lahke ya don't know." she smirked at him and then turned around and walked away.

"Thought we had an understandin' chere?" he called out to her.

"Ah ain't ridin' on the back of that. Just 'cause Ah ain't a lady don't mean that Ah don't expect ta beh treated lahke one." She told him as he began to follow her to her car. Rogue stood by her car and tossed him the keys.

"Ah'm sure that ya don't need 'um, but Ah would feel better 'bout it." Then she slid into the passengers side.

"Old habits die hard, non."

"Cajun, if this car ain't movin' in the next two seconds Ah'm leavin'. Ya borin' meh." she told him plainly. Remy's smirk grew, but he quickly jumped into the car and started it up.

"We just gonna have ta change dat, non?"

While Remy was driving, he couldn't help his eyes from wondering from the road just to get a glimpse at what she was wearing. She wasn't paying attention as she just stared outside, but he knew that she could feel his eyes on her. He knew all about playing hard to get, it's just that most women didn't hold out this long with him. Sure, she had secrets, but how would one night kill her? Why didn't she ever just give in. Even on the island? It didn't take long for them to get where they were going. Remy parked the car and went to help Rogue out of the car.

"What is all of this?" she asked, pointing at the restaurant before her. He just smiled and shrugged as he led her towards it. It was beautiful, a quaint little thing right next to a lake. Remy chose a seat outside for them. Neither said a word until after they had ordered. Feeling his eyes on her once more, Rogue looked up at him.

"What is it exactly that ya want from meh?"

"At de moment?" he asked her making it seem as if he was really thinking about her question. "Just ta get ta know you bettter chere."

"An' all of this is necessary ta get ta know meh?"

"Well Remy tried other ways but da femme always turn him down." he told her with a wink. She just rolled her eyes and turned herself to get a better look at the lake.

"Tres belle, non?"

"Mmhmm." They stayed that way until their food arrived. In fact, not much was said through dinner either. Rogue tried to dodge most of his questions, though he did his best to try and not ask anything to deep in her past, knowing that Ms. Marvel and Mystique were sore spots. Although, he did notice that she did start to become more comfortable with him. While he paid for the meal and waited for an extra bottle of wine, Rogue made her way down to the lake.

When he found her, she was holding her shoes, standing ankle deep into the water just staring up at the moon, as a slight breeze blew through her hair. He called out to her, so she slowly turned around just enough to see him. Seeing her like that made him feel like he was hypnotized. He couldn't move, just watch her. Then she turned back around. Remy pulled off his sunglasses and headed down to meet her with his newfound bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Chere?" he nearly whispered from behind her. She turned around fully this time, but it was her turn to feel as if she was hypnotized, being drawn into those eyes of his. Even though she was shocked the first time she had ever seen those eyes, she adored them just the same. There was nothing else like them.

"Je desole chere. Didn't mean ta scare you."

"Ya didn't."

"Care for a drink." he held up the bottle and the two glasses. She smiled.

"Now if ya couldn't get me inta ya bed the first time tryin' ta get meh drunk, what makes ya think that will happen this time?"

"Always lookin' for da worst in Remy chere." he faked being hurt by the comment.

"What should Ah beh lookin' for?"

"Remy gonna have to show you." He grabbed her hand and led her to a soft patch of grass not far from there. He laid his trench coat down for her to sit on it and poured them some wine.

"You and me, we a lot alike chere."

"How's that? 'Sides a whole lot'ta secrets."

"Of all people chere, Remy would have thought you be da first ta notice, wit Remy in your head an' all."

"Enlighten meh."

"Neither of us stop 'til we get what we want."

"What are ya tryin' ta say swamp rat?" she asked him a bit annoyed.

"Nothin' bad meant by it chere. Just we both stubborn."

"How is it ya think ya know so much 'bout meh?"

"You seriously rather have dat Joseph over Remy?" she smiled sweetly at him.

"Maybe." she purred.

"Pourquoi?"

"If Ah wanted a real relationship, don't ya think that ya would beh the last person ta ask sugah? Even if ya were the last man on Earth, ya would still beh lookin' for othah options. Ya not a one woman man. In fact ya flaunt it."

"Don't mean dat if Remy met da right woman-"

"Now that's a load. No one can change ya, only you. 'Sides, it's obvious that not even Storm could change that."

"Now Remy told you 'bout dat." Faking an attempt at remembering, Rogue answered, "Oh, yeah, Ah forgot, just friends. Or is that what ya tell all the women aftah ya get what ya want."

"Low blow chere. Even for you." Rogue just smirked.

"No Remy, not even for me. Ya would be surprised what Ah'm capable of."

"Non, Remy wouldn't. In fact he would love to find out." Rogue sat upright, slightly disgusted, but intrigued although she would never let him know that.

"Don't ya evah think 'bout anythin' othah than sex?"

"Oui." Rogue laughed.

"Oh yeah? What are ya thinkin' 'bout right now?" Remy just smirked.

"Right now don't count." he told her making her laugh all the harder. He just watched her as she did.

"What?" she asked, noticing his piercing stare.

"You should do dat more often." Rogue raised her eyebrow.

"Laugh."

"Ah laugh."

"Not 'nough."

"Remy-" knowing what she was about to say, he quickly changed the subject.

"Chere, you seriously don't think dat Remy could ever want just one woman?"

"The day that happens-"

" You would kiss Remy."

"Sure, 'cause it ain't gonna happen."

"We see 'bout dat chere."

"Really, an' who will this lucky woman beh?"

"Think dat be obvious, non."