Sam was relieved as Clarissa pulled him in the walk next to her out of the club, but of course she ushered him into the car first and then Johnny second so that he was right back up against the man again.<br/><br/>The bench seat in the back was more than big enough for them to sit comfortably but of course Johnny's hands were around his shoulders and pulling him in. He glanced down at that hand. It looked so huge against his slender shoulder. Months of partying and dieting and gym time with very little spent on anything but his appearance had left him with the body of a club goddess, well minus the boobs, and he felt more than a little anxious about how little he had in the way of anything that he could use to actually remove Johnny's hands with if he ever tried to. This was even worse than high school, back then at least he'd still had some muscles. Now other than his legs from all the dancing they did and his core from keeping it tight, his arms were basically noodles next to Johnny's. He gulped a little.<br/><br/>But it wasn't the time to do that yet. It was the time to giggle and make googly eyes and let Johnny do whatever he wanted. And then soon that would mean not much with Sam!<br/><br/>"So um, Johnny before we get back, there's like, something we need to tell you." Sam said, giving his sister a meaningful look and reaching one of his hands across Johnny's lap to take her hand. "You tell him." He said shyly, hoping that Johnny would take it easier coming from the prettier one. Although most would say they looked identical, in Sam's mind his sister was always the more precious of the two of them.