By the time I came out of the bathroom clean, dressed, and mostly settled, Orion had already packed everything.
“Just grab your bathroom stuff and we’re ready to go,” he said.
He was standing beside four brand-new suitcases that definitely didn’t belong to me.
“Where did those come from?” I asked, staring at the matching gold and pink luggage.
Orion gave me a sheepish smile and ran a hand through his blond hair, leaving it perfectly messy.
“I bought them for you. I figured you might need some luggage, and these...” He glanced at the bags. “...matched your hair.”
The last few words came out quietly as his cheeks turned pink.
Damn this alpha.
He was thoughtful. He was sweet. And there was no way I was going to be the jerk who ruined such a kind gesture.
“Thank you, Orion.”
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