While Brigid was talking about Darla and not Sarah, she simply shrugged her shoulders. "I would have thought pouncing would have made you less interested, not more."
Riley wasn't like a shot; something hard you take quickly to get over with. She saw him more like a fine red wine; something rich and flavorful that one savored and enjoyed for a long time. While she could see how whisking away to a broom closet would be eye opening; it wouldn't be anything else.
"That's good to know because as Mum would say you are positively drool worthy tonight." She winked at him before turned her attention to the person who just approached the counter.