If someone had told me I’d be flying through the winding back roads on the back of a ridiculously hot guy’s motorcycle today, I would’ve laughed in their face.
And yet... here I was. Clutching Alexander’s back like he was the only thing tethering me on earth. The wind was wild, my hair was a mess under the helmet, and I couldn’t stop grinning behind the visor.
But it was where we stopped that got me.
“Is this...” I pulled the helmet off and blinked at the large iron gate in front of us. A giant sign hung lazily to the side:
“The Sweetest Sin – LA's Most Over-the-Top Dessert Café”
It looked like someone had taken an old Hollywood mansion and turned it into a pastel fever dream.
I stared. “Are you serious?”
Alexander was already smirking, pulling off his gloves. “You said you w
