Your boyfriend ghost was teaching you how to dance the bachata.

"move your hips, darlin’ ." Ghost instructs as you do what he says.

"yes, just like that, atta girl." he praised.

"you're doing so well, keep going." He puts one hand on your waist and moves with you.

"See, that isn't so hard.” He leaned in and whispered as he kept moving with you, “Good girl.. just like this..”