Moves.

The room didn't have very many people in it.

There were a couple spots right in the center of the room, just one or two lines back from the teacher.

My usual spot.

He had been worried, unsure, and slightly terrified to join me on this venture, but took the space just behind me.

"I don't know about this . . . " he had said. 

I just kept giggling to myself, and waited for the music to start . . . 

Arms swinging, feet dancing, hips swishing, and the Zumba class began with my very masculine hubby joining in the moves as best as he could.  

I pretty much smiled the whole class.