A Date With Carter

He sighs in relief and relaxes his shoulders. Was he that worried about you? He smiles as he throws the coffee away. "Do you wanna go?" You bob your head up and down and he removes the handcuff from the table to his wrist. Oh. Oh NO. Are you kidding me?!
Your thoughts must have shown on your face because Carter snorts and pats your head with his free hand. "Oh, silly Y/N. Our date's not over yet." He drags you back into the car, but doesn't knock you out or blind you, which you suppose is a plus.
"You can ask me a question if you want," he says as he drives. You look out the window, thinking.