Ashton and I meet the pilot, and the flight attendant brings us to the platform. The other worker grabs our bags and packs them into the jet. Once Ashton and I are inside, we sit next to each other.

"It's going to be nighttime when we get there, so I was thinking we just go to a restaurant and then rest at the hotel?" Ashton asks.

"Sure! Then in the morning, we can explore." I say excitedly.

"I love you." He says, dipping down to kiss me.

I nip at his lip and murmur, "Everyone does. But for real, I can't wait to spend time with my lovely boyfriend."

He laughs as he lifts the shoulder rest, and the plane starts to take off. We both look out the window and watch as the city gets smaller and smaller.

Once we're in the air, I recline my chair and grab my pillow and blanket. "Do you want to watch something on Netflix or sleep?" I ask, covering him with my blanket.

"We should watch Adam Devine's new Netflix movie." He says, knowing I love comedy movies. He turns on the tv and sets it up while I ask the flight attendant for snacks. Once we're settled, we start the movie.

I wake up to the pilot announcing our descent and start cleaning up the food. I glance at Ashton's sleeping figure and fix his hair.

When we land, Ashton is still asleep. Smirking, I lean over to pepper his face with kisses. He slowly opens his eyes and automatically smiles when he sees me.

"Are we here?" He asks, slowly blinking while feeling disoriented. I nod, and he slowly gets up. I smile at him and grab his hand. When we get off, they hand us our bags, and a car is waiting for us.

While we're on our way to the hotel, I admire the city. Everyone seems to be having fun at the restaurants or going on walks for the scenery.

Ashton senses my excitement and lightly squeezes my hand. "When we get to the hotel, I call showering first," I say.

"Or we could take one together." He says, wiggling his eyebrows.

I playfully roll my eyes and say, "You wish. Keep on dreaming."

The driver drops us off and helps Ashton with the bags. Once we check in, I ask, "Are you sure you don't want any help?"

"I got this." He says, not wanting me to hold any luggage.

When we get to our floor, I unlock the door to our suite and gasp. "This room is beautiful," I say, walking around.

"Only the best for you, Lynn," Ashton says, winking.

I grin and rest my arms on his shoulder. "I love you," I say.

"Wow, gold digger much? I have to take you out of the country to earn your love?" He teases.

I peck his lips and unpack my bag. "I'll be quick, so we can eat," I say, shutting the bathroom door.

30 minutes later, I step out of the bathroom to show off my look to Ashton. "Thoughts?" I ask with a twirl.

He slowly checks me out, and I feel my face heat up. He smirks, noticing, and says, "I'm gonna need to take a cold shower now."

I laugh, and he asks me to twirl again. "You just want to see my ass again," I say.

"Damn right." He says, slapping it. He grabs his clothes and then states, "You look gorgeous. How did I get so lucky?"

"I don't know. I thought you had a cool motorcycle. Here we are, I guess." I say.

He kisses my forehead and then goes to the bathroom. When he's done, he's wearing a button-up shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up.

"You should wipe off that drool, Lynn." He says.

"I'm just admiring my property," I state.

He gasps and says, "Are you objectifying me?"

"Of course," I say, putting on my heels.

He wears his suit jacket, and I'm considering bringing a jacket too.

"Do you want to check out that restaurant down the street? It's walking distance." He says, opening the door for me.

"Sure!" I say, following him to the lobby.

Once we step out of the building, Ashton holds my hand, swinging it back and forth. I look around, loving the energy, and smile at Ashton.

He kisses my cheek and continues walking. We stop in front of the entrance, and a hostess asks if we want indoor or outdoor dining.

Ashton decides on outdoor seating, and she places us in the corner of their patio. A few minutes later, a waiter came to take our orders, and we decided to order a few seafood dishes and a bottle of wine.

"Do you think we have jet lag?" I ask Ashton.

"I don't think it's too bad. If we're not tired, we can walk around after we eat." He says, shrugging.

"We'll take a bunch of pictures. We look hot, and I want to brag to Ella and my parents." I say.

Soon our food is served, and I sip some of the wine. "This is surprisingly good," I say, drinking some more.

"We can always order some shots if you want." He says.

"I'd rather not have a hangover tomorrow. Besides, I'd probably puke it all up later tonight." I say, knowing my stomach doesn't like holding in a ton of alcohol.

When we finish our food, Ashton pays for the bill and grabs my hand. I stand up and follow him to the exit.

"I'm stuffed. That pastry was so good." I say.

"I could eat a whole bowl of just the filling if they did that." Ashton jokes.

While we're on our stroll, I say, "The architecture here is beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He says, knowing I always blush at that sentence.

I hide my face in his chest, and he cups my cheek. "I actually have a small gift for you." He says, grabbing something from his pocket.

"Don't worry. I'm not proposing yet." He says with a laugh. I open the box, and I automatically touch the necklace I'm wearing.

"I wanted to get you a matching ring. But if you don't like it, then obviously we can exchange it, or if you want cash-" He rambles before I cut him off.

"I love it!" I say as he slips it on my finger. I lean forward to kiss him, and he pulls me closer into his chest.

"I love you so fucking much." He says, holding me close.

"Not like you have a choice. I'm a great catch." I say, pretending to look at my nails. "But you perfectly match me, and for that, I also love you."

We notice it's getting a little later and decide to head back to the hotel. We make it back to our hotel room and choose to sit out on the balcony. Ashton places me on his lap, and I turn around.

"And what do you think you're doing?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Just admiring my girlfriend. Is that not allowed?" He asks, placing kisses along my neck.

I moan and run my hands through his hair. "It's actually illegal," I mutter, bringing him to my lips.

The playful atmosphere disappears the second Ashton picks me up to go inside. I place a few hickeys on his neck and admire my work.

He places me down on the bed and whispers, "Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes." I moan as he kisses my sweet spot. "Are you sure?" I ask, wanting to make sure he's also comfortable.

He nods, so I unbutton his shirt. "You look better without it anyway," I say, placing my hands on his abs.

He slides his hand up my thigh, surprised I'm not wearing anything underneath. I innocently smile, and he mutters something under his breath. I smirk and grab his wrist, placing it exactly where I want it to be.

I wake up to sunlight streaming through the window and feel a weight on my side. I glance at Ashton and smirk at all of my markings. Fucking amazing. I think he did a spectacular job.

I catch something sparkling in the light and notice I kept my ring on. Ashton tightens his hold on my waist, and his eyes flutter open.

"Good morning Lynn." He huskily says, pulling our naked bodies closer.

"More like good afternoon," I say, glancing at the clock.

He chuckles, and I moan when he starts placing kisses down my chest. "Are you hungry?" I ask, wondering if we should order room service.

"I am." He says, going under the sheets. "But not for food." He says, placing his head between my thighs.

He groans, and I say, "We should probably take a shower."

"Only place we haven't done it." He says with a smirk. He kisses my thighs and comes back up.

"Are you sure you can keep up for another round?" I ask as he carries me toward the bathroom.

"I guess we'll see." He says, kissing the hickeys he left on my neck.

"I love you," I whisper, tugging at his hair.

"I remember that's one of the lines you screamed. My favorite was my name, though." He says, turning on the shower.

I blush and roll my eyes. "Well, don't celebrate too much. I'm not even that sore." I mutter.

He automatically looks me in the eyes and says, "Don't worry. By the time we're done, you won't be able to walk again." He says, cupping my ass.

"Stop making fun of me! I needed to charge my phone and had to crawl to get the charger." I say with a glare.

He holds in a laugh, but his expression changes when I bring myself closer to him.

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