How Long Do We Live For? - Remastered

She nodded.

He took her hand. "Come on then."

She held his hand, letting him lead the way.

He took her to his car holding the door open for her.

She slid into the car carefully.

He closed the door before getting in.

She waited for him.

He smiled at her before starting the car and driving towards his home.

She looked out of the window as he drove.

He pulled up at the house parking the car and got out opening her door for her.

She smiled softly and climbed out.

He helped her out and into the house. "How about some chicken salad? I know Rina made some last night..."

She nodded. "That sounds great."

He smiled. "You can relax on the couch if you like and I'll go make us some, okay?"

She nodded. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," he whispered kissing her cheek and heading into the kitchen.

She smiled slightly, settling down on the sofa as she watched him go.

He made them lunch and got them drinks before returning to sit with her.

She watched him, helping when she could.

He wouldn't let her do very much.

When everything was set out and ready she looked at him. "So....You're just giving me a dance studio?"

Frankie looked at her. "Technically yes and no. I'm keeping it under my name but with yours as my partner. That way nothing can be said about it."

She nodded. "That makes sense."

"Are you okay with that? With me owning the studio and you being the instructor?"

She nodded. "I am."