Retaliation in Retail

The stifling quiet of the corridor shattered when Bianca’s hand clamped awkwardly onto Cordelia’s forearm.

The sudden grip snapped Cordelia out of her daze, dragging her eyes away from Killian's retreating figure. A flush of embarrassment crawled up her neck as she pressed a hand to her forehead.

"It's a universal truth," Bianca teased. "No woman alive is immune to a ruggedly handsome face."