How Remy lets her sleep and Rogue only finds out in the morning that Becca had a nightmare. The number of guys poker nights he's missed to spend time with her. How he hauls himself out of bed hours before he likes to get up to make her breakfast. That he always knows which of her library books are due.
"Remy LeBeau," she drawls, one hand on her hip, "you are dangerously close to perfect."
He stares at her for a long moment, then laughs in disbelief.