Things moved smoothly but a trifle stiffly after that. The deeply offended manager reappeared, her face stiff, refusing to meet their eyes as she stood, her arms folded across her bosom, staring fixedly at a spot above Bianca’s head as her models swung their hips and paraded various gowns fit for a bride, before the expectant trio.She did not say anything, but her eyes, when she happened to look at them, were highly disapproving.O’Grady glanced at his brother over Bainca’s dark head.“Looks like she took it personally, Saint,” he grunted.St Just, who was toying with Bianca’s small hands, grinned.“Not everyone can be as exciting and appealing as our Pet, Irish.”Bianca kept a studiously blank expression, but the woman’s cold, hostile demeanour was beginning to rub off on her, and she was growing uncomfortable.The morning dragged on for the Masters, who had never experienced going wedding gown shopping before. But with patient expressions, they sat, watching, commenting, trying to
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