(Brianna's POV)
This is my first time riding a motorcycle, let alone being carried like this by a man. Although he's just a bartender, he has pretty good taste. His appearance and face are also favorable, so I'm sure that he has many female friends who flirt with him every day.
Is that why he's good at flirting with women? Since he works as a bartender, of course, he often interacts with some female customers.
"Hold on tight, don't let it fall," he said.
I was surprised when he pulled my hands that were wrapped around his waist so that my body was more attached to his back. It seemed like he was afraid of me falling because of my weak state. And I just silently did what he said.
"Thank you," I said as soon as I got off the bike.
He looked at me, then at the house behind me. "Is this
