Arthur pulled into the garage, his big Harley bike making an extremely loud and rumbling noise. He was just excited to be home.

He pulled off his helmet and got off the bike, turning off the engine. He watched as the door opened and you waddled over to him excitedly, the nanny just behind you.

“Hey, lil’ one.” Arthur leaned down, picking you up easily. He kissed the top of your head and rubbed your little stomach. “Ya been good for the nanny?” He asked jokingly, kissing your forehead next.