They’d quite literally decided to fight for their first date. Maybe that said something about the kind of people they were. The kind of couple they would be if this actually went anywhere. But Balto kind of liked it. It was unconventional. It was… Well, exactly what he needed in his life right now. Easy, intuitive, fun. And with someone who knew what they were getting into with him from the very start. All the baggage and the shitty work hours and the baby. Blue won hearts easily, but most women his age that didn’t have kids weren’t really ready to commit to that life. Reese wasn’t necessarily the motherly, nurturing type, either. But she was good with Blue. More importantly, she didn’t complain when Balto had to be mister mom while she was around.
Balto pushed his own sunglasses up onto the top of his head, grinning as she hopped off the hood of the car. She looked good today. She always did. ”Hey, sexy lady.” He made sure to stoop a little when she went in for the kiss, draping his arms casually over her shoulders. He was used to it by now, most women were shorter than him.
She asked the question with an air of innocence, but Balto knew better. Reese had always been tough as nails. And even with his enhanced agility, he was no match for her crazy ability to fight. He knew heading into this that it was a fight he could not win. But winning wasn’t the point, really. ”Go easy on me, I’m out of practice.” It wasn’t one hundred percent true. Balto worked out daily (his abs were very important to him), it just happened more often in the middle of his living room floor while watching Sesame Street with an infant now, than in an actual gym.