Bailey POV
By the time Orion pulls into a parking spot and kills the engine, my legs feel like jelly and my heart is still racing in my chest.
I'm not sure if it's from the ride itself or from spending the last fifteen minutes wrapped around him like a second skin.
Probably both.
He helps me off the bike first, steadying me with a hand on my elbow when I wobble slightly.
My dress is definitely more wrinkled than it was and I am pretty sure my hair is a disaster under this helmet.
However, Orion doesn't seem to notice,or if he does, he is kind enough not to say anything.
He removes my helmet with the same careful attention he used putting it on, his fingers brushing against my cheek as he loosens the strap.
"See? It's not so bad," he says with that easy smile of his.
"Speak for y
