"I think you managed the look you were going for and then some. Reaching up to cup his cheek, she smirked then arched an eyebrow. "Does that make me a Bond girl?" Fictional character comparisons aside, she did think he looked incredibly handsome.
Morgan closed her eyes, sighing happily and breathing him in. "I'm glad it makes sense," she replied softly and pulled back just enough to look up at him again. "Thank you for understanding the chaos in my mind; sometimes, I don't think any of it makes sense to anyone other than myself. Then I talk to you, and it doesn't seem so chaotic anymore."
"Oh, yes. I did promise that, didn't I? And I have tons of pictures on this," she began- retrieving her phone from her bag and holding it up with an amused smile. "But, I believe you owe me something first." Her smirk returned as she reluctantly left his arms long enough to discard her bag and phone. Turning back to Markus, her eyes sparkled again. "Dance with me?"