Willa grins a bit when he asks her if she knows how to dance. With a nod, she licks her lips and finishes off her wine.

"Unlike my cooking, my dancing is definitely passable. I took lessons before I had my son, but I haven't done much dancing since then. I'm sure I could fumble my way through a waltz or two." She smirks.

_{Rory Faust}

Well, this was something she hadn’t expected in the least. But she smiles regardless, extending her hand to place into his.

When she stands, she straightens out her pants and blouse with her free hand and swallows thickly. "I suppose you’ve taken lessons?" She smirks as she rests her other hand on his shoulder.


_{Rory Faust}

As they dance, Willa smiles up at him, tilting her head. Especially at his comment.

"Thanks, you're alright, too." She winks and grins, before casting her eyes down. "I suppose your lessons came with your upbringing, and not of your own volition?" The question is innocent enough.

Willa had clawed and scratched her way to her riches, she had been born poor, and had been kicked out on her own when her parents found out she was pregnant.

You're already too many mouths to feed, we don't want another.

So Willa had made sure Wyatt would never want or need for anything.


_{Rory Faust}

Willa smiles back at him and tilts her head. "Oh? Just one dance with me and you're so sure?" She grins and licks her lips, before lifting her hand to brush some hair over her shoulder.

"What are your parents like?" She asks curiously. Anyone who made their son take dancing lessons could go either way on the parenting scale.


_{Rory Faust}

Her heart slips a bit, falling out of the chains shes kept it so tightly locked in for so many years — all because of his grin.

And his kindness.

Being easy on the eyes helped, too.

"They sound… nice. Normal, even. Supportive." She smiles softly. "Have you ever wanted a little mind to mold of your own?" Might as well ask the hard hitters.


_{Rory Faust}

Willa smiles up at Rory and bites her lip. "What if one of them was adopted, then?" She asks quietly, her heart pounding softly.

She didn't see the point in beating around the bush at all, if they were interested in one another.


_{Rory Faust}

Her heart flutters a bit harder at the thought of him caring for Wyatt; who enjoyed Rory as a person aleready based on their minimal interaction.

"I had him quite young, you know." She whispers, a bit ashamed. "Is that alright?" Some partners she's had ditched her when they found out how old he was; what had happened to her.

Damaged goods.


_{Rory Faust}