Dance Lesson - Rayne

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I smile as I watch Ryan fidget in the seat after i had convinced her to settle down have a drink and relax for few minutes.

"so your main concern is that you don't feel very girly?"

"i'm not girly at all!  I am a guy most of the time," Ryan trials off as she speaks when she sees a couple of the other customers glace over.

"Hmm, does that mean that I am overtly girly since i spent a large portion of my previous years playing a girl?" i leant back and raised a brow as i asked and Ryan froze. Her mouth moved but no sound emerged and then she began to flush bright pink.

I wonder how she manages the cold body guard when she is so easily caught of guard?

"Well not matter, given that i am male but have had extensive lessons on being 'girly' i should i expect have a good idea on how that works. Yes?" i fill the silence before draining the last of my drink.

Ryan nods mutely. I smile and gesture for her to finish her drink as i pull out my phone and run a quick search. 

"come on first lesson is pending." I tug her out of the booth and duck to the counter a few minutes later and i pay for the drinks and tug her from the cafe and further down the carillon towards a set of stares with a sign at the bottom saying Le Grace Dance studio. My quick search listed it as a open dance studio nearby with good reviews.

"wait why are we going in here?" Ryan starts to panic as well head up the stairs.

"naturally for dance lessons, it is a very girly thing my mother always said that a lady should know how to dance." Ryan begins to say something else as we approach the reception desk and it occurs to me. Hey, that was good i didn't trip the entire way here.

"Wait did you say something else?" I turn to Ryan but she just shakes her head shoulders dropping and her eyes flicking to the side as i turn back to the receptionist. Probably just nervous.


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