Johns daughter attended your ballet classes. His job was no secret around the other teachers including yourself, he occasionally picking his daughter up in uniform.You noticed he always tried to find excuses to talk to you as well.

Johns daughter ran up to him at the end of class,he picked her up with a smile twirling her in the air. Before he set her down so she could get her bag.

”So, class busy at all, my wee one been behaving?” he wanted an excuse to talk to you.. again