The next morning...
Remy woke up to the sound of the faucet running in the kitchenette. Thinking it was Cyndi cleaning dishes or something, he glanced up only to see Becky filling up her coffee maker with water.
"Bonjour, petit." Remy said groggily as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and sat up in the couch, the sunny room a shock to his sensitive eyes.
"Hey, Cajun." Becky smiled over at him as she put a pot of coffee on and went over to him, sitting beside him on the couch after he made room for her.
"Where's Cyndi?" He asked softly.
"She got up early and left. Said something about brunch with her brothers at Hunters Grill." Becky replied. Remy nodded slowly and frowned.
"I'm guessing last night didn't go very well?" Becky asked gently, her tone sympathetic. The handsome Cajun shook his head slowly and looked over at her.
"Remy migh' have come on a lil too strong fo' de first nigh' back." He sighed.
"When do you not come on strong?" Becky giggled which made Remy smirk.
"Non, jus' dat Remy wanted ta...well, be wit' her last nigh'...guess it was kinda selfish considerin' wha' happened. Ma chere jus' looked so belle..." Remy replied honestly. Becky nodded, knowing full well how Remy was a man of romance, a man who didn't pussy foot around when it came to how he felt...but he was right, after what had happened between him and Cyndi, Cyndi had every right to be upset. Still, Becky knew Cyndi wouldn't be angry for long.
"De fille probably don' even love Remy anymo'." He said quietly.
"No, stop. She loves you. You just have to assure her that you're serious, that you're going to be there for her. She's probably scared you'll just leave again. Calm her fears." Becky advised wisely.
"Did she say when she woul' be back?" He asked as he got out of the blankets and off the couch, stretching his tall, muscular frame from being cramped on the couch all night.
"Around 1. Go take a shower and stuff, you'll feel better." Becky replied as she reached over to the coffee table for the TV remote and turned on the Fox news channel.
"Wha' shoul' Remy do when she comes back? Hide in de closet? Remy's scared she'll knock de shit out o' him fo' last night'." Remy asked, sounding comically sincere. The man was whipped and Becky was amused by the thought of him being scared by all 5'6", 130 pounds of her room mate, meanwhile, Remy was 6'3" and notably bigger than Cyndi. Silly men.
"No, just apologize. She'll be fine." Becky replied easily. Remy nodded slowly and grabbed a change of clothes before heading into the shower.
Just as Remy had finished shaving, he heard Cyndi's enter the dorm and she and Becky having a conversation. No doubt about him. Just when he had stopped to take a listen, the bathroom door opened and Cyndi came inside.
"Oh ummm, Becky didn't tell me you were here. Thought you might have gone out or something..." Cyndi replied softly as her eyes were rewarded with the sight of Remy's gorgeous body covered only by the towel that was wrapped around his lean waist.
"Close de door, Chere. We need ta talk." He sighed softly as he washed his face off and dried it. Cyndi did as told and leaned against the shut door, arms folded across her chest as she awaited his next words.
"Remy's sorry fo' last nigh'." He admitted as he turned to face her, leaning against the bathroom counter.
"It's ok." She said gently, unable to be mad at the half naked man of her dreams standing opposite her.
"Remy know dat it'll take time befo' t'ings are back ta de way dey were. Jus' couldn' help himself, dat's all. Ya so belle, Chere an' it's been so long." He sighed. She nodded slowly and looked down at her feet.
"An' now dat Remy's here wit' ya...he's gonna spend all his time apologizin' fo' wha' he did ta ya. He'll do it in his sleep if ya like...ya know dat Remy be talkin' in his sleep. He jus' make de extra effort ta throw a few "sorry" 's in dere." He joked, hoping to get a giggle or at least a smile. When the corners of her mouth perked upward, he smiled and chuckled. She looked up at him and shook her head.
"You don't have to do all that. I know you're sorry...and that most of it wasn't your fault. But like you said, it's gonna take time. And I am glad you're here, don't think I'm not." She said gently. He nodded and turned back around to grab some wax for his hair to spike it. Just as he was about to put some on the palm of his hand, Cyndi walked over and took the jar out of his hand, applied the styling product onto her hand instead and proceeded to do his hair for him. He smiled inwardly as he watched her fuss with his hair; he always loved the way her hands felt when they would run through his hair.
"T'ank you, Cyndi." He said softly when she finished.
"That's not my name." She teased.
"T'ank you, Chere." He smiled. She smiled slightly before leaving the room, letting him finish up.
That weekend was Cyndi and Becky's graduation, which didn't leave much time for Remy and Cyndi to reconcile. And the coming week would be the start of her internship at the hospital which meant long hours away from Remy. The Cajun was less than pleased by all of this, but kept a positive outlook on things. He would find a way to win her heart back and things would be the way they used to be.
The morning of Cyndi and Becky's first day of their internship...
"I can't do this...I'm scared I'll kill someone." Cyndi sighed as she, Becky and Remy sipped coffee at the kitchen table, the two women dressed in their new blue hospital 'scrubs'.
"Girl, you're not going to kill anyone." Becky laughed, nearly spitting her coffee everywhere.
"Eh, Remy dunno. Ya both might." Remy replied calmly. The girls shot dirty looks at the Cajun before he wisely continued.
"Wha? Wit' ya good looks, femmes." He insisted with a smirk. Cyndi rolled her eyes and chuckled while Becky swatted at his arm with a rolled up newspaper.
"What are you gonna do today, Remy?" Cyndi asked softly as she got up from the table to put her mug in the sink, Remy following suit while Becky got up to get her backpack from her bedroom.
"T'ink bout when ya be comin' home..." He replied softly as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lately, Cyndi had seemingly agreed to hugging and a chaste kiss here and there...Remy considered this to be better than nothing, so he took advantage when the opportunity presented itself. Cyndi smiled and turned around in his arms, looked up at him.
"Go out and do something. I think you might be going stir crazy in this place all the time. There's a gym down the stre-" She began before Remy leaned down and gave her a soft kiss which caused her to lose her train of thought and rendered her silent afterward.
"Remy'll keep busy. Don' ya worry, Amour." He said softly, tempted to kiss her again, but deciding against it.
"Alright, good." She said slowly, her eyes getting lost in his for just a moment before she moved out of his arms. He always seemed to look at her as if he would never see her again and it made her heart melt every time she challenged herself to finally look into them. Perhaps she was being to hard on him, she wondered as she walked away to get her backpack and her sneakers. Perhaps she would cut him some slack. The man did leave his family and his hometown for her...and his wife.
"Agh! Bella..." Cyndi thought. Even though Remy assured her that Bella and he were never technically married, she often wondered what their wedding day was like. Did Remy kiss Bella like he kissed her? Did he make love to Bella? The last thought was too much to bear.
"Are you ready?" Becky asked Cyndi as she came out of her bedroom, her backpack slung over her left shoulder and her new pink stethoscope around her neck.
"Yea...Have a good day, Remy." Cyndi said softly as she finished tying her shoes and grabbed her backpack, putting it on and following Becky to the door so they could leave.
"You too, Chere. Don' kill no one." Remy joked lightly.
"Jerk..." Cyndi mumbled under her breath as Becky laughed. He chuckled as the girls left and hopped into Cyndi's bed to catch some more sleep. The damn couch was fit for a man/woman who was about 5'9"...being taller than the average person, Remy couldn't stand to sleep on that couch another night, but knew he had it coming to him and would have to pay his dues a while longer.
Thanks for the review Lady Bethia! I'm experiencing writers block...any helpful hints, ya'll? Love ya's! -HR84