Chapter 4
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"Ok Remy...ah believe what ya say. Ah will take a chance on ya."
In all honesty, she was yearning desperately for male companionship. There was a good chance she would get hurt emotionally but dang it she just had to take a risk. She had been so careful for so long it was time to opt for a different approach.
He smiled widely and stared at her for a long time. She mainly avoided his gaze and continued on with her food.
"Dis make Remy very happy chere. Dis Cajun try hard to be on his best behavior."
"So tell meh Remy Lebeau, do you own any pets?" Might as well get to know him now.
"Non...but I am fond of de petite dogs and chats. You have any chere?"
"Ah have a little weiner dog named Obie, doesn't take too kind ta strangers though."
"Maybe I can come to your place sometime and meet him neh?" He grinned.
Why the little sneak...
"I'm afraid we'd have ta get ta know each otha better first."
He laughs. "Fine wit me. M'starting to like you more n more chere, and startin to wonder why such a tres belle femme like y'self be single...not dat I'm complaining now ocourse."
"Ah guess men just get tired of little ol me aftah a while. Heck sometimes ah even get tired of mahself nowadays."
"Why dat be Cher?"
"Been lonely is all."
"I know how yeh feel."
"Ya do?"
"Been an orphan since I was a youngin. Was adopted into a family o thieves but few years ago found myself growing out of dat lifestyle, so I moved here. Don't talk or see muh family much nowadays. Don't have many friends either... it be hard to trust people, especially in dis city."
"Ah see."
"I don't normally share dis kind of info wit people. But hope it makes yeh feel bettah chere."
"Thank ya, and it does actually. Ah'm much of a loner mahself...not many people Ah trust or get along with too well. Do ya evah feel that way?"
"Everyday chere."
"Why do ya keep callin meh 'chere'? We haven't known each otha for very long, isn't it some sort of pet name?
"Oui, it mean 'dear' and I call you dat because you are de sweetest belle femme to moi."
"Ya like me a lot, don't ya?"
"Oui."
"Well, ah don't know if ah like ya yet," Rogue said with a smug grin.
They both laugh.
Remy relaxes on his couch, back from a wonderful evening. Dat be de best date I ever been on. He reaches for his phone and deletes all his female contacts except for Rogue. He was going to keep his word to her and those contacts were no longer needed. He longed to be near her again even after just knowing her.