How could he have yelled at her like that? Remy had never seriously raised his voice at her since she had known him, she guessed he wasn't the type to let things get him to that point...and yet, he had just verbally tore her a new one. It wasn't even that what he said was mean or untrue, it was 100 percent correct. Remy had always been the one to lavish her with attention. To kiss her and coddle her. She couldn't really remember one instance where she had taken the upper hand and kissed him first or anything. Remy had always done that and she got comfortable with it; too comfortable. She loved every minute of it, but felt she needed to push him away just a little for whatever reason. Something in her told her to keep everyone at arms length...even the boy she was deeply in love with and now it was finally coming back to bite her in the ass.

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Prom night...

Cyndi and Remy hadn't spoken to each other since that terrible day at the mall. They both figured they needed a little space so that they could cool off. But, when prom night came, Remy couldn't help but feel depressed that Cyndi was going stag. He had to do something and the best he could come up with was sneaking into her prom and being her unofficial date. So, with that decided, Remy put on his nicest suit, hopped into his car and headed towards her high school.

Hopefully she would be happy to see him.

Meanwhile...

Cyndi sighed as she sat at her table...alone. Her friends and their dates were all up dancing and Cyndi couldn't help but feel like the odd man out. Though they encouraged her to dance with them, she knew they would all break off into their pairs and she would once again be left on her own when a slow song came on. So, deciding to spare herself the embarrassment, she stuck to the table for a while and drank soda till she felt bloated. She toyed around with the idea of calling her Aunt Di and calling it a night early, but something told her to stay.

Just as she was getting up to refill her Sprite, she caught a whiff of familiar cologne and thought for a moment that Remy was there but dismissed her guess. His cologne was probably very popular, she was sure other boys wore it, too. But then she felt someone grab her hand and she glanced behind her to see who was being so rude.

"Excusez-moi, Chere...care ta dance?" Remy asked softly as her eyes met with his.

"What are you doing here?" She asked in a quiet tone as a little smile graced her lips when she caught sight of him dressed in his black suit with a grey dress shirt and black tie. He looked incredibly handsome...as usual.

"Couldn' let my Chere sit on de sidelines at her own prom." He said with a smile as he handed her a single pink rose and she took it.

"This is the nicest thing you've ever done...why? I thought you were mad at me?" She replied softly as she brought the rose to her nose and inhaled deeply.

"Remy can' stay mad at ya fo' long. Remember wha' Remy always say bout a pretty face?" He smirked. She smiled and walked closer to him, his grip relenting on her wrist as he took her in. She looked heavenly in a turquoise dress that showed off her entire back except for the thin straps that criss-crossed across her shoulders. Her hair was up in a curly updo that didn't look overdone or too beauty pageant contestant...just right and simply perfect for her.

"Listen, I'm sorry for how I've been treating you. You don't deserve it...not after all we've been through. You don't deserve to be walked all over." She said softly as placed her hands on his chest and looked into his eyes.

"And...I love you, too. I really do...more than words can describe." She admitted as she left one of her hands move slowly up his chest, up his neck and to his cheek, caressing the freshly shaved skin there. Remy smiled and turned his head to kiss the palm of her hand.

"Ya do?" He asked.

"Oui." She whispered as their eyes gazed deeply into the others.

"Den kiss Remy already..." He murmured as she giggled in response and leaned in to kiss him. He sighed happily against her lips and kissed her with all of his might, wrapping his strong arms around her petite frame. He was so happy and nothing could've spoiled this for him. God was he glad that Bella Donna was behind him for good.

"Come dance with me..." She whispered against his lips as she moved away slightly but couldn't go anywhere because his hold on her was so firm and unrelenting.

"Non...Remy wanna hold ya a lil longer...we'll dance in a minute." He whispered. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, savoring the feeling of their bodies pressed together and the smell of him as she nuzzled her face into his neck.

Somehow they both started to rock slowly to the song that had been playing and allowed themselves to get lost in the words and the romance of it all.

Can we go back to the days our love was strong?
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong?
Can somebody tell me how you get things back
the way they use to be?


Oh God give me a reason
I'm down on bended knee...

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"Did ya have a good nigh', Chere?" Remy asked as they drove, heading towards the lake.

"Yes, Thank you so much. I know how much you hate 'supervised' stuff." She smirked, using quote fingers as she spoke.

"Anyt'in fo my Chere." He smiled over at her as he parked the car by the dock.

"I thought you didn't want to spend another minute in that suit?" She teased as she brushed the rose Remy had given her over her mouth, loving the way the soft petals felt against her lips.

"I's worth it if Remy get ta see ya in dat dress a lil longer." He smiled as he got out and walked over to her side of the car and helped her out. He kept the car on and turned the radio up so they could hear it once they walked out onto the dock.

"You know, this is all very corny of you. I thought you were above stuff like this?" She giggled as he twirled her around and dipped her playfully, bending his head down to plant a kiss at the base of her neck.

"Sometimes de classics aren' so bad. B'sides, Remy wanna dance wit ya some more, he's havin' fun." He grinned boyishly, letting his famous dimples make an appearance. God how she loved those dimples.

She smiled up at him as he held her in position, still dipped extravagantly low but firmly steadied beneath his arms.

"All the blood's gonna rush to my head, than how much fun will we be having?" She laughed. He chuckled and kissed her gently, this time allowing his lips to brush down her chin, her throat and down to her chest. Immediately, Cyndi felt herself grow warm all over as his skilled lips kissed and licked the exposed skin. Just when it started feeling really good, he brought her back to a standing position and twirled her around again as if nothing had just happened and pulled her into him, holding her close to him as they danced.

"Remy..." She breathed out softly a few minutes later, still feeling the heat of his kisses on her skin.

"Mmmm, oui, Chere?" He murmured deeply as they swayed to the music.

"What if I told you I was ready...?" She found herself saying.

"Ready fo' wha' I t'ink ya talkin' bout?" He asked, his face growing very serious as he said this. She nodded slowly.

"Well, den Remy would jus' have ta ask if ya sure? He can wait...don' let 'im pressure ya into anyt'in..." He said.

"You haven't pressured me. I want to. I really do..." She said gently as she leaned forward and kissed his cheek tenderly before kissing down his neck and lavishing it with slow and heated kisses. Where had she learned to kiss like that?

'Oh, yea...from Remy.' Remy thought to himself with a smirk. He couldn't help but be proud of his work...well their work. They had practiced the art of making out for years and from his experiences with other girls...she had taught him well as he had never heard complaints.

"Where woul' we go?" He asked softly, trying not to ruin the mood with too much talking.

"My house...My Aunt's probably asleep by now." She whispered into his ear as she tugged at his earlobe gently with her teeth and reached behind her to move one of his hands from her waist to now rest on her ass which he firmly held in response.

"Chere, I wanna be sure dat we'll be alone...no interruptions." He managed to utter while she kissed him.

After a long discussion, they both finally decided on getting a room for the night and Cyndi made up a good lie to her Aunt on the phone once they got to the hotel about how she and her girlfriends would stay at someone's house for the night and watch movies. Having no reason to question her as she had always been such an honest young woman, Aunt Di believed her and the lie went off without a hitch.

"Are ya sure? Ya know we can jus' mess around, mon amour..." He said gently as she rid him of his suit jacket and got busying undoing his tie.

"I know..." She replied casually as she took his tie off and started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing a broad, muscular chest that was tanned and toned to perfection.

"But ya still wanna...?" He asked once more just to be completely positive that this was what she wanted.

"Stop talking. Yes, I want to do this" She giggled as she looked up at him and took his breath away with those sparkling baby blues he loved so much. He believed her. She was a smart girl...if she really wasn't ready; she wouldn't have been undressing him and telling him over and over how much she wanted it.

He smirked at her as she tore her eyes away to focus on taking his shirt off. Once all the buttons were undone, she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed the fabric down his arms until it fell in a lump on the floor, enchanted by the smoothness of his skin as she did so. He had grown into such a beautiful man. He was solid and soft, all at once. He kicked off his shoes and watched her as she busied herself unbuckling his belt and slipping it out of the loops on his pants.

'Dis is her nigh'...she shouldn' be workin' so hard...' He thought to himself as he leaned forward and kissed her, causing her to now focus solely on the kiss instead of undressing him further. He wrapped his arms around her and while they kissed, reached down to the zipper of her dress and slowly undid it. When he didn't sense any apprehension on her behalf, he continued until the dress pooled at her feet and all she was left in was her bra and panties.

"Ya so beautiful...ya everyt'in Remy's ever dreamed of." He murmured to her softly as his hands smoothed over her sides and his eyes drank in her body. Her skin was so flawless and she smelled so incredible, his senses were reeling. She had grown into a stunning woman with the biggest heart and the greatest personality he had ever known. He loved her with all of his being and now he finally knew that she felt the same.

They made love for the first time that night and it was truly everything that both could've hoped for. If there were anything Remy regretted, it was not having the patience to wait for her like she had for him. But, always the understanding one, Cyndi assured him that it didn't matter to her anymore. All she cared about was what they had just shared. The both knew that was what was really important.

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The next morning...

Remy groaned softly before he was awoken by the sun shining onto the bed. He glanced over at Cyndi and smiled warmly at her, she was so beautiful and the night had been so amazing. He couldn't stop thinking about it and part of him wanted to be selfish and wake her up so that they could relive it all morning, but the other part, the smarter part of him knew that she would most likely decapitate him for waking her up at 8:30 in the morning on a weekend. So instead of nudging her awake like he wanted, he simply leaned down to plant a tender kiss on her parted lips and peeled himself out of her arms momentarily while he got out of bed to shut the drapes.

"Prenez cela, vous bâtard ensoleillé (Take that, you sunny bastard.)." Remy smirked under his breath as he walked back to the bed and got back under the blankets where Cyndi instantly reclaimed her place in his arms.

And in that instant, life for Remy was good again.

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