Roe started laughing. “He actually can. He won awards.”
“Fuck off.” Caleb’s vocabulary was extensive.
“I learned Irish dancing.” Gully tried to look tough. “The line dancing sort.”
“Give over. The only lines you can do are the ones you write.” Caleb was not persuaded.
“Come on, then, Roe. Up you get.” Gully yanked his twin's arm.
“Seriously.”
Amelie sat up straight, interested. “How did I not know this about you two?”
“We tend to keep it quiet. Ready? Amelie, can you putSweet Irelandon?” Gully made a meal out of stretching.
This was possibly the best entertainment ever.
The music changed, the two brothers lining up. The third was currently wrangling his kids and wasn’t likely to get to stand up anytime soon with how Elias was hanging off him, so there was no way to find out if this was a family or a twin thing.
Then the twins started, totally in time, feet flying everywhere, capturing the attention of everyone in the pub.
Caleb sat there with his jaw hanging open.
“Come on, kid, we’ll show you how to do it?” Roe slapped Caleb on the back. “You can impress that superstar friend of yours.”
“I can’t dance. And why aren’t your feet that fast on the pitch?”
He had a point.
“Because I save my skill for this. Up you get.” Gully had him up on the floor.
The next half an hour passed by the taproom as Irish line dancing lessons commenced. There was no way I wasn’t being dragged into it, Gully proving to be a pretty good teacher, which was definitely surprising, although Caleb still had two left feet by the end of it.
I ended up back at Romy’s, telling her the story of the line dancing, the girls in their own beds tonight, night lights on.
“I’m not surprised at Gully being able to do that, but I am surprised at Roe. How did they end up learning it?” She sat back on the kitchen chair, nibbling at a piece of chocolate.
“Their mum taught them and apparently they liked it enough to do it for a couple of years. Gully said it was a good way to get girls.”
“Sounds about right for him. Do you want to stay tonight? I’ve told Heidi and Mia you might be staying, but I said you’d be having a sleepover with me, not on the sofa.” She toyed with her fingers.
“I’d like to. I’m not going to say no to that, am I?”
She shrugged. “You’ve seen a lot of us recently.”
“I haven’t seen enough. Especially of you.” I stood up and made my way round to where she was sitting, offering a hand so she stood up and I could hold her, my hands on her waist, lips on hers as I started a kiss that was soft and mellow, nothing rushed about it. “What do you think about a weekend away? Me, you, Heidi and Mia?”
“I think that sounds like a really good idea. This place can get claustrophobic sometimes and I think the girls could do with a change of scenery. How about the weekend after their birthday?” Her arms were draped around me, breasts pushed against my chest.
“I can do that. Where do you want to go?”
“Chester. We can take them to the zoo and the city’s nice as well. I’ll pay for us.”
“My suggestion, I’ll pay.”
“I’ll pay for Mia and Heidi.”
“I’m not rowing about this. Can’t we do something else instead?”
