Suz And Her Boys

They take her dancing.

Not nightclub dancing, where the music's so loud you can't hear yourself think, along with the crowds and the sweat; but a fancy restaurant with a live band and an honest-to-god dance floor.

Like most places, the trio get some odd looks when Adam and Joey plant themselves firmly on either side of Suz, linking arms with her as they're lead to their table and seating themselves close enough to brush their legs against hers.

Dinner is wonderful, and the band is just as great, and soon after their plates are cleared, Joey takes her arm and tugs her gently towards the dance floor. The music is fast and upbeat, and the dark-haired Hunter twirls her around the dance floor, both of them laughing the whole while.

When Adam comes to cut in, the music changes, the songs are slower, more sedate, and Adam holds her close as they move. She lays her head on his shoulder and breathes in the smell of them, enjoying the closeness between them.

She hardly notices when Joey joins them again, quite effectively sandwiching her between the two of them, though she's not about to complain.

She's not sure how long they stay like that, but when she finally looks up from Adam's shoulder to look around, the dance floor is almost deserted, and the restaurant looks pretty empty. Grinning, she looks up at them both.

"You fellas sure know how to show a girl a good time."

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"Ooooh!"

"Oof!"

Thirteen's jerked suddenly to one side by her red-headed shopping companion and her arm protests at bring yanked.

"What do you see, Edie?"

The woman in question points inside the store through it's window.

"Look at that dress!"

It takes a moment for Thirteen to spot the dress in question, but she can't help but agree with Edie.

"It's pretty."

"It'd look lovely on you, Darling!"

"I...don't really do dresses Edie..."

Edie tugs a little on her arm, leading her inside.

"Oh come on, for me? Just try it on?"

Thirteen sighs.

"Fine."

They find her size on the rack, and shortly after, Thirteen's in a change room stall, shimming into the deep red dress.

"Err, Edie?"

"What is it? Do you need another size?"

"No, it's not that. I just can't get these laces done right, help me out."

"Sure!"

When Edie enters the small cubicle, Thirteen's back is already to her, and after closing door behind herself, she begins lacing up the back of the dress carefully.

Thirteen can't help but shiver at the light touch of Edie's fingers against her bare back, and she swallows thickly.

"There, done. Now let's have a look at you."

Thirteen turns around quickly, only to come face to face with Edie's...chest.

"Christ, someday you'll take out an eye with those."

Edie grins a smug grin.

"Who says I haven't already?"

Despite herself, Thirteen feels her cheeks heating at the comment and Edie laughs.

"Are you blushing? That's adorable!"

Thirteen attempts a scowl.

"Shut up."

Edie just leans down to kiss her lightly, and Thirteen finds herself returning the gesture.

Vaguely, she's aware of herself being lifted slightly and her legs wrap around Edie's waist.

Her last coherent thought for a good while is that she's definitely buying the dress.