It took every once of restraint in his body to keep dancing and not guide her to a private booth for the both of them. He was sure that the night would eventually transition into a more intimate setting, it was all planned by Marguerite after all.<br/><br/>Both arms held onto her tightly, the smile on his lips did not leave his face as he turned the both of them and moved in a slow arc around the bride and another guest. Not many were dancing, which gave him plenty of room to move about even if they were pressed so closely togther.