I don't trust nobody
It helps that he seems so calm. Whether or not he actually is doesn't matter because on the outside he's cool and collected. It does wonders to help her center herself. Maeve takes one more breath, willing her heart to slow and her head to clear. It's going to be fine. Right? She doesn't return his smile right away, but he seems so confident and unphased that she's able to. It's small and a little nervous, but a smile nonetheless.
"I'm following your lead," she hurries forward, sloshing through the water with a few awkward steps before she catches up enough to hold onto his arm like a child clinging to their parent in a strange place. Maeve can't find it in herself to be embarrassed about it. Given the situation she doesn't think he'll fault her too much. He doesn't seem the type.
"I'll be honest, I don't know how to sail. So whether or not that's the best call is up to you. I- I'm a quick learner though and good at following directions." It's not an innuendo. It really isn't, but the fact that it would be suggestive in any other context is blatantly obvious to her. Nothing to be done for it now. The words are already out there.
"I'm following your lead," she hurries forward, sloshing through the water with a few awkward steps before she catches up enough to hold onto his arm like a child clinging to their parent in a strange place. Maeve can't find it in herself to be embarrassed about it. Given the situation she doesn't think he'll fault her too much. He doesn't seem the type.
"I'll be honest, I don't know how to sail. So whether or not that's the best call is up to you. I- I'm a quick learner though and good at following directions." It's not an innuendo. It really isn't, but the fact that it would be suggestive in any other context is blatantly obvious to her. Nothing to be done for it now. The words are already out there.
and nobody trusts me
Maeve
