“Good girl,” Remy said with a wink.
Kylie gave him a look before she shook her head and went back to the bedroom. Part of her kind of liked the comment. She crawled back under the covers before she fluffed up the pillows to prop herself up. If she gave herself the chance, she knew she could really get used to this.
Remy
He’d been a little leery of calling her ‘good girl’ because he wasn’t sure if it would trigger something from her time with Ezra, so when all she did was shake her head at him, he released the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. He waited to give her time to get settled, then went to fetch the tray from the kitchen. “Here we are, cher, breakfast is served,” he said once he stepped into the bedroom.
“It smells really good. What are we having?”
“We’re havin’ omelets wit’ ham, onions, peppers, mushrooms, hash browns, and three cheeses, sausage, Potatoes O’Brien, and toast. Wit’ orange juice and coffee,” he replied before he set the tray across her lap. “I’ll be right back wit’ mine,” he added with a wink.
When he returned he noticed Kylie hadn’t touched hers. “What’s wrong, Kitten? Are you allergic to someting in the omelet? Or did I put someting in it you don’t like?”
“What? Oh, no, it’s not that. It’s…habit. I wasn’t allowed to eat until Ezra was eating,” she replied quietly.
Remy set his tray on the bedside table before he sat next to her on the bed. “Listen to me, Kitten. You never have to worry about waitin’ for me before you eat. If you’re hungry, you eat. Every time I learn someting new about how he treated you, it makes me wish I’d made him suffer longer. He got off too damn easy,” he growled.
“I’ll try to remember that, Remy. Five years of training is a lot to get past, though. It’s going to take me time.”
“I know, cher. Just as long as you keep workin’ to put all dat behind you, dat’s all I ask.” He leaned in cautiously and brushed his lips across hers. “Eat before it gets cold,” he murmured. He re-positioned himself on the bed so he was propped up against the headboard, as well, pulled his tray to his lap, and dug in.
“Oh, God, this is good,” Kylie said after her first bite of omelet. “I never would have thought to put the hash browns in the omelet. This really is very good, Remy.”
“Thanks, cher. I was tryin’ different tings one day and dat’s what I ended up wit’.”
They ate in companionable silence for a little while before Remy spoke again. “Since Emelise is givin’ you a few days off from work, I’d like to take you away from New Orleans for a day or two. We can get away from ever’ting here and just enjoy bein’ wit’ each other.”
He watched from the corner of his eye as she considered his words.Please say yeshe thought while he waited for her reply.
“Where?”
“It’s a little B&B over in Youngsville. It’s a lil’ over two hours away, so we won’t be all dat far. Say yes, Kitten.”
Just when it seemed like she was going to refuse, Kylie nodded. “Okay.”
Remy grinned. “Thank you.” He caressed her cheek. He was going to make this little trip as romantic as he possibly could. He wanted to erase the memory of what Ezra had done from her mind so that the only memories she had were good ones of the two of them together. He wouldn’t push her for more than she was ready to give, but he was sure as hell going to make her comfortable enough with him that shewanted, longed for,intimacy between them.
