you haven’t said a word in a long time. Not since you were speeding away from the restaurant. The sound of the gun going off is still ringing in your ears and the image of your ex on the ground is still incredibly vibrant your mind. In the past 24 hours alone, your hijacked plane was crashed into a cornfield, you’d been detained by federal agents, and you’ve been shot at more times than you could count. To put it in simple terms, the cute stranger you’d met at the airport yesterday had been a lot more than you bargained for

You’re still in the bridesmaid’s dress you’d been trying on when the agents came and after a while in the car, the tulle was becoming incredibly uncomfortable. Your sister is getting married on Saturday and wherever the hell he’s taking you sure isn’t anywhere near the wedding venue.

“Are you just gonna sit there? You know we can talk”, he says, his voice is a little teasing and a little too casual considering your current situation

You turn to face him with a look of amused doubt. He’s explained to you that these agents have been after him as he’s been protecting a young scientist after his partner set him up to look crazy. He says his former partner tried to steal the scientist’s newest invention, kill its inventor, and set him up. You’re not sure if you should believe him or not because the federal agents that detained you said he’s had a full break from reality.

“It’s a nice dress by the way”, he adds with a smile, “you’re gonna look great at the wedding”