Tony's smile just grew at her enthusiasm. "Of course. And just so you know, your papa made that skirt. I, unfortunately, can't sew." Can't/ won't, same thing. It was obnoxiously tedious, like gardening which he is also pawning off on other people.

And no, there's nothing too embarrassing to admit to her dad. Although if it's too cute, you might break his brain.

The gaze she levels on him took his breath away. There weren't words to express how much he'd missed that look. He hadn't been too aware of it's power at the time, but now that it's been a few months without Morgan looking at him like he was the greatest being in the universe, it was obvious. He might even be getting a touch misty eyed as he wraps his arms around her too and gives her a gentle-ish squeeze. "I love you too, Kitten. I've got some work to do, but I'm really glad you let me interrupt your reading for a while. I'll be in my office if you need me, okay?"

Yes, he was totally retreating.