Markus would make sure they didn't go as long again, because when he was beside Morgan he felt ten feet tall and as though he could move mountains. This new life he was creating would mean very little without her by his side and he couldn't get complacent about spending time with her. "To start with I put it down to all the sugar," Markus said of his students, "but then I realised they probably hadn't begun eating much of it and so it had to have another cause," but he was interested to hear Morgan's interpretation. "So, what is it? Some kind of group hysteria?" he asked, genuinely curious to understand it. "Hey, you can come and be a fly on the wall anytime you choose," he said giving her a quick peck on the cheek and smiling, "I could use the extra pair of hands," he joked. "See, now I understand why you love me and Dingy both," Markus answered with a laugh, "I'm glad you love us. We're both lucky to have you."
He gave a nod of agreement, knowing that Morgan was right. Carl would love that he'd carved out this strange life of his. "Carl always wanted me to be free and here I am," Markus said with a nod. "It does make me wonder if I abandoned the people back at home - Carl included - but here I'm anonymous and I get to have the life I want rather than the life I've fought for." He kissed Morgan's nose, "I think he would have loved you too. He always did like the smart ones," he said with a grin.
The smile Morgan gave him brightened up his heart and he suspected no matter what the light show had in store they might have to check out Bourbon Street out, just to see her smile some more. Markus slid into his seat and started the bike, loving the feel of his girl behind him. "One day we're going to have to switch this up," he told her, "you should drive too," Markus said with a smile back at her as he pulled out of the lot and headed for Lafayette Square.