Maeve Sheridan knows she's better than you. (few_and_far) wrote in wished,
"Hi..." Maeve held onto Delaney, one hand on her waist and the other her shoulder, forgetting for a moment that she should be steadying herself and stepping back. Delaney had made Maeve nervous and unsure plenty of times and she'd even enjoyed some of the kisses when she'd let herself relax. But this time, this embrace felt different and she felt almost fluttery. Raising slightly, Maeve closed the gap between them and kissed Delaney softly. "Thanks."