Mag-log inBailey POV "It's not your job to protect me," Orion replies almost immediately, his voice softer now but no less firm. "It's my job to protect you, Bailey.That's what I'm trying to do here." He adds.His concern is valid but…"I know. But Orion, relationships aren't one-sided. You don't get to be the only one who protects. I love you, which means I get to worry about you too. I get to want to keep you safe." I articulate my point. I know I said that I'll concentrate on loving him and being loved and leaving the rest to him but this…I still want to protect my man and I believe there's nothing wrong with that.Orion comes back to the table, kneeling beside my chair so we're at eye level. "Bailey, I love that you want to protect me. I really do but not like this. I won't allow you to protect me by putting yourself in danger." He declares firmly."It wouldn't be dangerous. Fiona said we could meet somewhere public…"I am trying to reason or should I say being stubborn when Orion cuts me
Bailey POVThe moment Orion walks through the door of my bakery, I can see something is off about him. His smile is there, still warm and genuine when he sees me.But there is a tightness around his eyes that wasn't there this morning when we left the apartment."Hey," I say, coming around the counter to greet him. “ Is everything okay?" I can't help but ask. Did something happen during his practice?"Now it is," he replies, pulling me into his arms and kissing me softly.I melt into him for a moment, letting the familiar warmth and safety of his embrace wash over me. However, when we pull apart, I can still see that tension."Was today's practice rough?" I ask, seriously concerned now. He looks troubled by something. Apart from hockey, what else can trouble my man this much?"You can say something like that." He glances around the empty bakery. “ How was today? Anyone who came to bother my woman? Orion asks and I shake my head.“ Quite the opposite. I had my customers showing sup
Orion POVCoach Williams' tone makes it clear this isn't a request.I exchange glances with Tyler, who shrugs, then follow Coach to his office. When he closes the door behind us, I know this is going to be one of those conversations."Sit," he says, settling behind his desk.I sit and wait. The coach has always been direct, so I don't have to wait long."I got some calls this morning," he begins, leaning back in his chair. "It's the club sponsors. I got a few of them actually.""About?" I ask even when I can already guess the direction of this conversation.I know I won't like what I am about to hear, nevertheless, I give him my attention."About you and your relationship with Bailey Dawson." He holds up a hand when I start to protest. "I'm not saying I agree with them. I'm just telling you what they said." He defends himself immediately."Which was?" I ask even when I can already tell the venomous words that left their mouths."They want you to keep your distance from her. At lea
Orion POVI can't stop smiling.It's probably obvious to everyone in the locker room, but I don't care. How am I supposed to keep a straight face when every time I close my eyes, all I see is Bailey…the way she looked beneath me, the sounds she made, the way she said my name?Last night was perfect. This morning too and most importantly…she is perfect."Someone's in a good mood," Tyler comments as he laces up his skates beside me. "Let me guess,things went well with Bailey?" He asks and my smile broadens.They didn't just go well, they were extremely well. But he doesn't need to know that."You could say that," I reply, unable to keep the grin off my face."Oh man, you finally sealed the deal, didn't you?" James leans over from his locker, a knowing smirk on his face. "It's about damn time, Captain. We were starting to think you had forgotten how it works.""Fuck off," I say but I am already laughing."Seriously though," Tyler says, his expression turning more genuine. "You look happy
Bailey POVThe rest of the day passes in a blur of flour and sugar.The familiar rhythm of baking provides a welcome distraction from the morning's unexpected encounter with Fiona.I am piping frosting onto a batch of cupcakes when the bell above the door chimes."Bailey!" Mrs. Chen walks in, followed by two other women I recognize as my regular customers.“We came to check on you, dear." She informs me, her kind eyes showing concern.I set down the piping bag, surprised. I didn't expect someone to do that, especially not with how wild the rumours have been spreading online."Check on me?" I ask, not concealing my emotions.Mrs Chen nods, a smile adjourning her beautiful face."After all that nonsense online, we wanted to make sure you knew that we don't believe a word of it." One of her companions adds.My heart warms from her words.Apart from those closest to me, only Orion's parents didn't seem to believe what Nolan posted about me."Not a single word," Mrs. Chen agrees firmly. "
Bailey POVAfter leaving Orion's home, I make my way to my apartment. Talia is not home,probably still with Marcus or at work so I change my clothes and head to the bakery.The drive to Sweet Beginnings feels surreal. I'm still buzzing from the night and of course the morning with Orion. The pleasant ache in my muscles reminds me of every moment we spent tangled together.I can't stop smiling.When I pull up to the bakery, I'm surprised to see someone waiting outside.It's a woman I don't recognize at first until she turns to face me. Blonde, petite…the woman I found in bed with Nolan. She is dressed in designer clothes that probably cost more than my monthly rent.She was pacing back and forth, checking her phone anxiously. When she sees me approaching, her head snaps up.Fiona Morrison…Nolan's girlfriend and his sponsor's daughter.What the hell is she doing at my bakery? That's what comes to mind. Is she here to make trouble for me? I sure hope not because I am not in the mood to d







