Ember Frost’s POV

Orion suddenly eased off the gas and steered the car onto the shoulder.

I frowned and looked at him. "What's wrong? Did we forget something?"

He didn't answer. After a brief pause, he pushed open the driver's door and got out.

I watched him in confusion as he walked around the car. Instead of getting back into the driver's seat, he opened the rear door and slid in beside me.

I blinked at him. "My dress..." I said, glancing at the garment bag. "It's for the wedding ...