Everyone has their secrets, some more predictable than others…

but this was the last thing you’d have expected from Valeria

“Cmon then, ya backpackin’ or what?” She raised an eyebrow at you, a smug expression spread across her features

Valeria placed the spare motorbike helmet into your hands before putting on her own

“Don’t tell me you’re nervous?” She mused, walking over to help you with your own helmet

“You’re safe with me mi amore, pinky promise”