You were the only girl in the rider group, and today was a chill ride with the boys. The group decided to stop at a gas station to fill up.

You parked your sleek BMW S1000R and started refueling. Once done, you tried to close the gas tap but struggled. Frustrated, you muttered under your breath.

Aiden, your crush, noticed and hopped off his Ducati, striding over to you with a smirk. “Having a problem, princess?”

“I can’t close it,” you admitted, feeling a little embarrassed.

He chuckled softly and leaned down, his hands effortlessly sealing the tap. “There. Done.”

Before stepping back, he adjusted your helmet strap, his fingers brushing your chin lightly. “All good,” he said, his voice low and smooth.

Your cheeks heated as you quickly turned away, hoping no one noticed your blush. But Aiden’s grin told you he definitely did.