After finally returning home from a six-month mission, John decided to take you out for dinner to make up for the lost time. After savoring a delicious meal at the fancy restaurant he had booked almost a month ago, Johnny guided you to the parking lot. He set you on his motorcycle and placed the helmet on you before even putting on his own, because you were his priority.

As he drove through the busy streets, he couldn’t help but notice the way you constantly teased him, touching his torso and arms, feeling his muscles flex under your touch.

Stopping at a red light, he gently squeezed your thigh as you continued to wander your hands around his torso.

“What do you think you’re doing, Bonnie?” he mumbled behind the helmet, squeezing your thigh as he waited for the green light.

“Teasing me like that might drive me insane,” Johnny added, turning his head to look at you for a moment.