Maeve Sheridan knows she's better than you. (few_and_far) wrote in wished,
Maeve glanced over when Delaney caught up and shrugged. "I would have said good night back there if I minded," she pointed out, walking slower than she normally would have, aiming to enjoy the act of walking rather than just reach her destination.
But her step faltered when Delaney made her next statement. Maeve had never been interested in anyone before, she'd been more interested in herself and whatever work she was caught up in. She'd never given much thought to things like relationships or even sexuality, not until Delaney's determined pursuance of her. She'd been too involved in her work to even get around to kissing someone before. And an admission like that from someone she barely knew...threw her easily.
Her brain was slowed by alcohol but scrambled to determine a suitable response. Instead she stopped walking and turned toward the other woman with a genuinely surprised expression. "You don't know me," she pointed out.