She Flash-Married To His Rival

The car came to a gradual stop at the red light.

Just as Moira stole another glance at Barclay, he turned his head to meet her gaze.

Their eyes locked, and Moira's mind went momentarily blank, her cheeks crimson.

His dark eyes flickered slightly. "Do you find it pleasing?"

Moira's face reddened even more. "...It's quite pleasing, yes."

Otherwise, why would she have been admiring it all this time?

Barclay tapped his hand on the steering wheel. "Shall we admire it further when we return home?"

He spoke, furrowing his brow slightly as if troubled and conflicted. "When you gaze at me like that, it's hard for me to concentrate on driving, and safety is paramount."

Moira listened, momentarily at a loss. Almost instinctively, she clasped her thigh. "...I apologize, I won't look again."

Bursting into tears, feeling deeply ashamed.

Yet, as if understanding her thoughts, Barclay suddenly chuckled, reaching out to tousle her hair. "It's alright, nothing to feel ashamed about. We all have a desire to present ourselves in the best light."

A subtle scent of wood accompanied his gesture, and Moira couldn't shake the feeling that Barclay's gaze held a touch of affection.

Affection?

thought, 'What are

bag, successfully jolting Moira back to reality from her wild thoughts and relieving

time, the

and started

to find an apology message from

would do such a thing to you! But rest assured, I've already had security escort them out of my

Escorted out?

Cynthia being

of affection, her hand trembling,

noticed her agitation.

him. "Ms. Hurst just sent me

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how much they'd hurt

feeling

her phone lit

was a text from Juliet: [Hey, what went down tonight? I heard Cynthia kicked two people out of

Juliet: [Video.mp4]