Motorcycle- Ashley Purdy

                                    

                                          
 "Baby!" I smile as I run over to Ashley, jumping up and wrapping my arms and legs around him. 
                          
He chuckles. "Miss me, Kitten?" He asks, wrapping his arms around me as he walks through the door. He's literally only just got home, but I've been sat waiting for him since I got a text saying he was on his way home. 
                          
That was, of course, while he was in a different country, but I decided that I would wait for him until he got back. 
                          
"Of course I missed you. I always miss you when you're gone. Even if you've just walked to the shop over the road." I smile, making him chuckle and shake his head before kissing me. 
                          
"Can I put my bag down now?" He chuckles as I let go of him, letting my feet touch the floor again so he can. "Thank you." 
                          
Smiling, I pull him over to the couch and sit with him, cuddling up to him. He wraps his arm around my shoulders, holding me tightly. 
                          
"How has my baby been while I've been away?" He whispers in my ear, smiling. 
                          
"I've been okay. I've really missed you." 
                          
"You?" He smirks slightly. "Who mentioned you? No, no, I meant my motorcycle." 
                          
Pouting, I slap his chest, making him chuckle. 
                          
"Oh, come on, princess, you know I meant you." He smiles. "Although, how is my motorcycle? I got nervous seeing those pictures of you on it. 
                          
"Not that I'm complaining about them. I thought you might knock it over or something, but you looked so cute in your little shorts on my bike." He smirks, making me blush. 
                          
"Oh, shut up." 
                          
"Hey, I know you wanted to tease me. You succeeded, I spent quite a while frustrated on that tour bus." 
                          
I smile slightly, looking up at him. "I guess I accomplished my mission then."
                          
He chuckles, shaking his head. "You certainly did. But you're gonna have to deliver on that promise you made me. So when are you gonna let me have you on that motorcycle, hmm?" 
                          
I blush a little when he says that. "Is that the only thing you think about? You've just got home after months of not seeing me, and that's the first thing you wanna know?"
                          
"Exactly, it's been months since I've seen you, so I haven't been able to touch you at all. And you know just how much I love touching you. Nearly as much as I love you."
                          
I smile, shaking my head at him before kissing him. "You're too sweet. You're gonna be the death of me." I say. "Let's go out to the motorcycle."
                          
He smiles at me for a moment before scooping me up in his arms. "I didn't expect you to say now, but I certainly won't argue." 
                          
He carries me out to the garage. That is definitely the most time I've ever spent in there.