I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
"There are very few places in my life where I practice such a concept." Her glass tips towards his in a cheers of sorts before she's bringing it up for another sip, a pleasant warmth spreading through her chest from the drink. "I find it depends on the client. Some like coy. Some like bold. Some want you to show your belly after a bit of a fight and others prefer you on your back to begin with." Maeve lifts her shoulders in a slender shrug before she's producing the list from a pocket in her skirt, holding it out for him to peruse and waiting for his verdict.
With a wave of her hand serving as her permission to keep the paper for himself, "I have another copy for my records." She supplies, not that he needs an explanation as that smile that's been playing off and on on her lips comes back once more, tugging the corners up into something incredibly satisfied. "That's what I wanted to hear, Captain. I believe we'll be up and running by the end of the season. Construction is well underway."
With a wave of her hand serving as her permission to keep the paper for himself, "I have another copy for my records." She supplies, not that he needs an explanation as that smile that's been playing off and on on her lips comes back once more, tugging the corners up into something incredibly satisfied. "That's what I wanted to hear, Captain. I believe we'll be up and running by the end of the season. Construction is well underway."
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
