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A/N: Warning for heavy religious talk, arguments, values, etc!

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"Gracelynn, it's a bachata. Not a burial!"

Grace inhaled deeply to keep herself from snapping at her Abuela. She slowly turned her head and shot Isabella a pointed look, before turning back towards Luis and awkwardly smiling as he chuckled in amusement.

"Luis, at least act like you like her!" Camila, Luis' mother, fussed at the boy from the sidelines of St. Anne's Unity Church's gymnasium a few feet away.

"Sorry about this." Luis whispered, repositioning his hand higher on Grace's waist when he spotted two sharp glares on him. "I think I'm upsetting your girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Grace frowned, glancing towards where The Unholy Trinity was watching the two learn their dance with the babies playing on their toy mat. She rolled her eyes when the two older cheerleaders quickly looked back towards the children and pretended not to be staring. She turned back towards Luis and shrugged. "We're not dating."

"Cool." Luis nodded his head.

"Okay, let's try this again." Isabella sighed heavily, walking towards the two and fixing Grace's hand back on the boy's chest, then moving the other further into his hand so she actually had to touch the other boy. "This time. Move your hips. This is a sexy song. You're becoming a woman in this moment. Luis, keep being pretty, but don't be as stiff. You look like a stained board."

"Can't I do a slow waltz or something?" Grace asked, displeased by the dances her grandmother had chosen for her.

"No." Isabella scoffed, moving Luis' hand lower on Grace's waist. "Now dance and this time let's make some progress."

"Let's start from there." Camila called towards the two, hand resting on the radio. "I'll start the music and count you off when we get there."

Over on the sidelines, Santana placed Luca in her lap and glared at her aunt as she started the music. To say she was shocked when she learned the same Luis that she avoided at family gatherings was Grace's escort was an understatement, but after ranting angrily to Quinn about the inconvenience of having to see the boy again, she agreed they would volunteer to watch the kids to make sure he didn't bother the babies.

And maybe watch for other things.

Quinn frowned as she watched Grace and Luis move together, eyes following the boy's hands as they traced her baby mama's body. She inhaled sharply as the girl spun around and danced back into his front, looking away the second Grace's position put the children in her line of sight.

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