Delphine almost drank too much that first dinner when Shay, much more petite, signalled an early end to the refills of her glass by covering the top with a hand. "Reds can be a bit strong for me.
"So I must finish this bottle myself?" Delphine asked, a bit archly.
"I have to drive," protested Shay.
"As do I," Delphine said. She gave the bottle a little shake. "Have one more glass. Help me."
Shay sighed. "Half a glass. But I might need to do coffee or something afterward."
Delphine smiled as she poured, eyeing a conservative half a glass under Shay's squeamish observation. "It is Friday, at least."
"That's not what I'm worried about," Shay said.
Delphine quirked a brow. "You should have said something. I would not have ordered a bottle."
"Usually I'm okay with whites," Shay explained, swirling the wine in her glass. "I think I underestimated how hard the wine would hit me."
"You ate so little," admonished Delphine lightly.
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