Launching into the chorus, Logan's eyes slid to the side, gaze intent on Kendall. It was amazing. All four of them performed the exact same movements. Took the exact same steps. Swayed their hips the exact same way. Yet, Kendall did it better.

The way he worked his hips through the song. He wasn't even professionally trained. The sinful way his body followed the rhythm of the song. Lips wrapped around the words he belted out into the microphone.

The way he worked his hips through the throes of passion. Pumping in and out of Logan's body. Lips pressed to his own; tongues battling away, mimicking the movements of their bodies.

Passing behind the blonde that filled his thoughts, Logan ran a hand over his backside, hand resting momentarily on his rear. Glancing to the side, Kendall matched Logan's smirk with a cheeky grin; a promise for what was to come later tonight.

Oh baby, Show Me is my favorite song. And the dance. My heart cannot handle it.