Apparently, this Kevin guy was a big deal in the dance world.
Even on short notice, the studio was packed with dancers. They circled him, firing questions left and right, while Reese leaned against the wall, looking bored, but Phillip still thought she was hot as hell. She had on tight black shorts, and a black sports bra with a large, black lace shirt that came to mid-thigh. Her long, luscious hair was in up a bun, and she wore no makeup. He was starting to think he liked her best like this. All homey and comfy looking. He wanted to cuddle, hold her for hours, but that wouldn’t be happening any time soon.
Sir-douche-a-lot, aka Kevin, seemed to like the attention he was getting and was talking way more than Phillip liked. He knew that Claire was excited, she was hanging on every word the guy said, but Phillip knew it pained Reese for him to be here. Since the urge to eliminate all things/persons that hurt the woman he loved, he needed this guy gone. Quick.
Along with the fact that the guy had hurt Reese, Phillip just didn’t like him. He was standing like his shit didn’t stink and what was up with these guy dancers not wearing shirts? Phillip didn’t care if the guy was ripped, because Phillip could run circles around this guy in the gym, but he needed to wear a damn shirt. There were young girls in here; they didn’t need to see all that crap. Scowling, Phillip crossed his arms and hoped the guy knew that in Phillip’s head, he had a hockey stick and the guy’s balls, and he was going to town, shooting over and over at the net.
As Phillip ruined any chances of this guy having kids ever again in his head, he watched as the dude taught some dance moves to the kids. He was leaning against the wall outside the door to the studio. He never knew that the wall that was between the parents’ waiting room and the main studio collapsed up into the ceiling, but he thought that was pretty awesome. It provided a lot of space. Dancers sat along the side of the studio as the guy took groups of dancers and worked on their technique. Pulling out his phone, he recorded Claire getting tips. He always liked to have video of him learning new things and figured that Claire might like that, too.
When he was done, Claire smiled up at him like he was the God of dance before running towards Phillip.
“Did you see that? Ugh, Kevin is amazing,” she said in awe.
Phillip rolled his eyes and decided not to say his opinion about the guy as he handed her his phone. “I recorded that for you.”
“OMG, you rock! Thank you!”
“No problem,” he said, resting his arm across her shoulders as she watched the video he recorded.
“Okay, now, I have something super special planned for you guys.”