After a long first day, Becky and Cyndi took a cab home from the hospital. During the ride, the two friends got to talk.
"So, Remy looks good." Becky noted with a smirk.
"No, Remy looks incredible..." Cyndi sighed.
"Buuuuuut..." Becky replied.
"I'm not ready to go there just yet. Sex always kept us from talking about things...I want to get everything out in the open before we do anything." Cyndi said gently as she gazed out the window.
"I guess you're right...but, still. I know he kissed you before." Becky replied knowingly.
"So we're attracted to each other...what else do we have?" Cyndi asked, desperately wanting all the awkwardness to end so that she and Remy could just move on and be happy like they were 6 years ago. Back when things were simple and made sense to her.
"He's your soul mate and you're his. That's what you have." Becky smiled, nudging her friend until she smiled back.
"I told him I was glad he was here...but I'm still so mad about everything. Even if it turns out he wasn't legally married, he was still with another woman." Cyndi replied.
"Yea, you never told me why...what happened?" Becky asked.
"I can't even get into it; it's supposed to be a secret between both their families. It's bullshit." Cyndi sighed.
"Well whatever it was...I bet he was wishing she was you the whole time. I see the way he looks at you, Girl. You gotta forgive him. He loves you so much." Becky said. Cyndi nodded slowly and kept her gaze out the dirty cab window as they drove back to their dorm and back to Remy.
The cab pulled up to the campus minutes later and the girls paid their fare before getting out and walking to their building. Becky headed straight for her shower while Cyndi headed straight to her bedroom, finding Remy napping on her bed. She smirked to herself when her eyes settled on the Cajun who was clutching an empty beer bottle in one hand and had the remote resting on his stomach. All he needed was a stained wife beater and a 5 o'clock shadow and she could call him trailer trash!
She put down her backpack and walked over to him. Carefully she took the bottle out of his hand without much trouble, then she placed the remote on her nightstand. Just as she turning to get him a blanket, she felt his hand reaching out for hers. She turned around and smiled to see that Remy had woken up and took his hand gently.
"Hey." She said softly.
"Bonjour." He replied, his voice groggy from sleeping. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed the palm of it gently before smiling at her.
"You make it so hard to be upset with you." She said gently.
"Den don' be. We're wastin' time, Chere." He said, his eyes glowing dimly, reflecting his affection towards her. He was right. He tugged at her hand until she came to sit on the bed beside him. He sat up and leaned over to kiss her cheek tenderly.
"Whenever I see ya my heart hurts, Chere, coz I know how much I hurt ya. But, don' ya t'ink we both suffered enough?" He asked softly. Cyndi nodded slowly in response. When he spoke in the first person, he really meant business and she knew to believe him. They sat beside each other in silence for the longest time before Cyndi snuggled into Remy, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his neck and he just held her to him, stroking her hair slowly. Maybe now things would go back to normal.
Meanwhile in New Orleans...
"An' jus' wha' do ya suppose we do? Kidnap de man? We don' even know where de bastard is." Julien replied.
"I have a good idea where he coul' be..." Bella said, her arms crossed over her chest. Just the thought of Remy and his "ex" together, living happily ever after was enough to give her indigestion. Remy had made her, her family and both Guilds a promise...and the traitor had gone and broken it by leaving her. Though their marriage was nothing more than a mere living arrangement and both agreed to going off and doing as they pleased...Bella had grown attached to the fellow Cajun. His mannerisms...his voice...he definitely had a presence. And it was one Bella was selfish enough not to let her rival have. This wasn't even about love or the Guilds anymore; it was about jealousy...about another woman taking her property. Remy belonged to HER. He vowed till death...and he was still alive. But, she would be kind enough to give him the option to come back to her...or to die. Either way, Cyndi wouldn't have him for much longer and that knowledge satisfied Bella for the time being.
Back in New York City…
After an impromptu nap, the two lovers woke up and smiled at each other, happy to have each other again.
"Ya know wha', Chere?" Remy replied.
"What, Cajun?" Cyndi asked softly.
"We shoul' get married tomorrow." He said with a smirk.
"Umm, given your track record with women and marriage…I don't think that's a good idea." Cyndi teased. Remy pouted until she smiled and kissed him.
"C'mon, Amour…we'll get married den start workin' on havin' some babies…" He cooed playfully.
"You're just thinking about what it takes to create the babies, LeBeau." She accused, poking him in the chest with her finger. He grabbed her hand and placed it over his heart.
"Non, Chere. We gon' have it all...an' Remy's gonna be everyti'n ya wan'." He said.
"He already is. Buuuuut, no babies...not now. I just got out of school and I worked so hard. I can't give all this up, not when I've barely started." Cyndi said gently. Remy nodded understandingly then perked up again.
"Ya didn't say no to marryin' Remy tho'..." He smiled.
"No, I didn't say no..." She giggled as he pulled her down on top of him, her thighs straddling his waist now.
"It's been a while since Remy's had ya' like dis, non, Chere?" He smirked up at her.
"You're too much." She chuckled.
"Give Remy a real kiss, Chere." He said gently, his eyes glowing just a little brighter than before. Cyndi leaned down and obliged him, pressing her full lips to his in a tender kiss that slowly turned passionate as Remy's tongue found its way inside her mouth. Their tongues dueled for a moment before Remy grew bolder, grabbed her hips and urged her to settle down by his crotch.
"Remy...It's been so long..." Cyndi whispered softly against his lips.
"Wha, Chere? Ya don' have sex anymo'? Remy show ya how ta do it...i's like ridin' a bike..." Remy replied teasingly before kissing her again and pushing his hips up just a little, rubbing himself between her thighs firmly.
"I've never seen you ride a bike once." Cyndi smirked. Remy chuckled as his hands moved from her hips to her ass and cupped the roundness in his hands, squeezing slightly.
"Remy hear i's pretty easy." He murmured as she slowly began to move her hips against his.
Things were begining to get good when Cyndi stopped them, realizing they weren't alone.
"Becky's here still...we can't do this now." She said gently as Remy looked up at her with eyes hooded with desire and filled with lust. He wanted her so badly...he couldn't believe the willpower his Chere possessed. For a woman who hadn't had sex with the man she loved in years, she could certainly turn it away easy enough. Still, her denial of him only made him want her more.
"When, Chere? Remy's so turned on it hurts..." He groaned, glancing between them and at the large and painful bulge in his jeans.
"I'll get her to stay the night at a friends..." Cyndi promised sympathetically as she leaned down to kiss him.
"Den wha'?" He murmured against her lips, brushing his to hers softly.
"We'll make up for lost time." She whispered gently before giving him a quick peck on the lips before climbing off of him and heading to the door to beg Becky to leave for the night. Remy chuckled to himself and reached down to rub his sore manhood to relieve a little of the tension that had gathered there from what had just happened.
"Mon Dieu..." He sighed.
Later...
As Becky was leaving, she glanced back inside to see Remy taking Cyndi by the hand and leading her into the bedroom. Becky smirked to herself and shook her head before leaving and shutting the door behind her.
"Mmm, now Remy's got ya all to his'self." He purred to Cyndi softly before kissing her.
"You're a lucky man, Lebeau..." She teased when their lips parted.
"Oui...I am..." He murmured gently, his eyes gazing into hers with the same lustful gaze Remy always gave her, this time he meant business.
"I gotta have ya now, Chere...my body gets so tense when I see ya..." Remy said gently. Cyndi tilted her head sympathetically and pouted her lips.
"Poor Cajun..." She cooed. Remy chuckled and smirked his boyish little smirk at her.
"Poor Cajun is righ'...a man can only masturbate so much..." He replied. Cyndi smirked and giggled at his response and just at that moment, Becky came into the apartment freaking out about how the cab got a flat tire and how she needed Cyndi to give her a ride to her friends.
"Merde Becky..." Remy hissed under his breath as he watched Cyndi putting on her flip flops and grabbing her keys. Cyndi glanced back at him with a sad expression before sighing and walking out the door with Becky. Remy sighed and walked promptly towards the bathroom where a cold shower awaited him...instead of Cyndi's warm embrace.
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