Remy rises early, long before Rogue is awake. He stops for a moment before leaving and tenderly brushes back the silky white and chestnut hair to graze a kiss over her temple.

He wonders how much of him slips into her dreams, whether she can feel his love and just how much he wishes he didn't have to leave her now. It is only reluctantly that he lets himself pull away.

The team members acknowledge him as he takes his place on the jet.

But his mind is still back in the boathouse. His heart is still under her skin.