"One or two." Mark smirked feeling the loss of her touch deeply. He ventured forward a few steps and motioned to her with his left hand. "You going to wear those shoes all night? They can't be all that comfortable."

He crossed his arms over his chest as his gaze drifted up her petite frame and to her eyes. "If you want to change I can go hang out in the hall for a few minutes. Or the bathroom, a corner...wherever. Not that your dress doesn't look fantastic but, most women at this point of the evening want to be a little more casual."