What lady in her right mind could resist him? He’s the king of the corner shop, the owner of the open-neck shirt and the chief of the charming chat. Yes, of course, we’re talking about Devendra “Oh, call me Dev… please” Alahan.
We tried to alert Erica that she was heading for trouble when Dev first started making eyes at her. (Well, I did. Am I the only one who talks to the telly? Really?) Sadly, Erica didn’t listen. So this week, as the pair lock lips for the first time, we’ve decided that drastic action is called for. Sadly, we couldn’t take out an ad in the Weatherfield Gazette to warn her off (we tried, but the number kept coming up as ‘unattainable’ when we rang for some reason),…
