"It's fine. I'll just change into something else in the store," she said, finally, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
Cassidy gave a small, almost theatrical sigh. "I will get you a cup of coffee to pay for the dry cleaning. Unless you collect cash." He let a grin tug at the corners of his mouth.
"It's okay, thank you. I'm sure it was an honest mistake," she said.
He leaned just a fraction closer. "Are you sure? I feel really crappy." He tilted his head slightly, using every tool in the charm arsenal he'd perfected over the years.
Bianca considered him. "Okay, how about this?" she said finally. "I change first and we can walk together to get the coffee."
Cassidy felt a flicker of triumph. "That's a reasonable bargain." He said.
Bianca handed the shopping bags to the driver. Only one bag remained in her hand, which she carried back into the shop. Cassidy watched her go.
