Chapter 10
When the song changed to one they had danced to previously, Quinn joined them. Sam laughed at the Ely sandwich she was in. The three of them moved perfectly together.
Bryan turned his back to Sam, who grasped his waist. She felt Quinn put his hands on her hips. The three of them twirled their hips to the beat. Then Quinn turned and Sam and Bryan turned with him. The twins heard Sam laugh as she put her hands on Quinn's waist as Bryan put his hands on Sam's.
Sam didn't realize that everyone had stopped what they were doing to watch them. She was just paying attention to the twins.
When the part of the song came on where it was rapped, they let go of each other and started moving separately, but they were still moving together. All three of them had seen the video and knew the moves and did them now.
Sam pretended like she was going to pull up her top and the twins laughed as they danced around her. Then they stopped in a line and did a few dance moves together.
Sam shook her butt when the song mentioned it and Quinn put out his hands to grasp it. Sam swatted him while never missing a beat and the three of them laughed at each other.
Bryan turned his back again and Sam put her hands on his waist. She felt Quinn's hands on her hips as she swirled them. She let go of Bryan to scoot down his body, squatting before dancing back up his body again. Then she turned and did the same to Quinn. When she squatted in front of Quinn, he put his hand on top of her head for an instant and she heard Bryan bark out a laugh behind her. Quinn was grinning when Sam stood up again and she didn't get it.
When the song ended, Sam was surprised to hear the clapping from the others at the dance. Quinn and Bryan ate it up. Sam spied Jen and Ryan on the sidelines and headed over that way.
"Hey you guys were having fun, huh?" Jen raised her eyebrows behind her glasses.
"Yep we sure were," Sam nodded.
A slower song came on and Bryan took Sam's hand and led her out onto the dance floor. Quinn looked stunned that his twin got to Sam before he did. Bryan and Sam laughed at him as they left him.
As Bryan and Sam swayed to the music, they saw Daisy dash over to where Quinn was. Quinn was shaking his head to something Daisy was saying.
Sam could feel Bryan's laughter as she leaned against his chest.
"Quinn's gonna kill us," Bryan told her.
"Oh I'm sure Quinn can take care of himself," Sam laughed.
Sure enough, Daisy blanched at something Quinn said to her and headed back to her group of friends. Bryan met Quinn's gaze above Sam's head and Quinn rolled his eyes. Bryan snorted.
"What?" Sam looked up at Bryan, then back at Quinn.
"Apparently Daisy didn't like whatever it was Quinn said to her," Bryan grinned.
"Oh gee, too bad," Sam grumbled, much to Bryan's amusement.
"Are you still mad at her from the third grade, Sammy?" Bryan asked.
"No, that was just the beginning," Sam told him. "It's been almost constant since then."
"She's jealous of you," Bryan shrugged, taking her hand and twirling her in front of him.
Sam was laughing and then squealed when he dipped her.
"Why would she be jealous of me?" Sam wondered when he brought her up against his chest again. "She's in the popular group and a cheerleader."
"Yeah, but you're one of us," Bryan pointed out. "She'll never be and that bugs the hell out of her."
Sam looked up at Bryan in surprise. Bryan merely shrugged again.
The song changed and Quinn came up to claim Sam.
"Sorry, little brother," Quinn said as he took Sam.
"Little brother?" Bryan arched an eyebrow. "I'm older than you are."
"Five minutes," Quinn scoffed.
"Still older," Bryan told him before heading to the side.
"He'll never let me hear the end of it," Quinn grumbled as he and Sam started dancing.
Sam snorted.
The two of them moved together, the beat sensuous as they twirled their hips.
She saw that Jen was out dancing with Ryan. While Ryan was an okay dancer, he couldn't compare to the twins.
"He sucks," Quinn told her.
Sam burst out laughing. Quinn laughed with her.
"Jen should have come with one of us," he continued.
"She likes him," Sam shrugged.
"Can't account for taste sometimes," Quinn shrugged. "Look at you."
"What about me?" Sam asked, a warning look in her eye.
Quinn ignored the look. "As I told you before, you could be with me except you pick the baby of the family."
"I like the baby of the family," Sam told him.
"Can't account for taste sometimes," Quinn repeated and laughed when Sam smacked his arm.