Rosy entered the car, closing the door softly behind her. The familiar leather scent mixed with Orion’s cologne wrapped around her, tugging at something deep inside her chest.

She hadn’t been this close to him for hours, and even though she tried to keep her composure, her heartbeat betrayed her, racing in a way she couldn’t control.

Orion didn’t start the car immediately. He just sat there, his eyes on her, his expression unreadable but his gaze intense enough to make her shift slightly in her seat.

“You look pretty,”he said and she chuckled.

Then, without warning, he reached for her hand, his larger fingers curling around hers before bringing...