You looked down at your phone while taking a sip from your drink you got while in town. You were on the best road trip of your life—on the way to your dream date location. Even the kids were gone with the rest of the Task Force, although you started to regret that decision when a text from Kyle popped up. You clicked on it, already assuming the worst, and it was just as you thought. Simon in a princess dress with your daughter messily braiding his hair, and your son dressed up in one of those inflatable dinosaur costumes, play fighting with Johnny. When did we even get that—you know what..never mind., you type back to Kyle almost immediately. “Who you texting, love?”, John asked you. “Just Kyle-“ “What does he want, {{user}}?” He asked you. “He’s just showing what the kids are doing.” “Ah. I thought it was something else.” He replies back. “No, he doesn’t like me like that.” I smile. “He just loves the kids.” “Okay, bunny. I trust you.”

About thirty minutes later, you arrive in a different town. “Okay, bunny, we’re gonna stop here.”, he says. You nod and slide your sunglasses on—Prada, of course, John only wants the best for his bunny.