Kevin Ryan was being pulled. And he liked it. A lot.
Jenny was the best thing to happen to him in a long time. She was sweet and funny. She didn't constantly tell him that his job was too dangerous like some of his previous girlfriends did. Instead, she bragged to her friends about how her guy was an armed cop. How he caught murderers for a living. How he made the city a safer place.
Everyday when he walked out of the precinct to go to a scene he would think back on his morning. The shared breakfast with the local news in the background. If he had had a particularly draining case they'd watch cartoons. He never had to ask Jenny to change the channel. She could just look at him and know what he needed to see before getting back to the grind.
They'd share a kiss before walking hand in hand downstairs. Separating, they'd go their respective directions. He'd walk to the precinct if it was a nice day. Catch a cab if it wasn't. It was pointless to bring his car, because Esposito never let him drive. Jenney would take a cab to her office building. He insisted on it, no matter the weather. He knew what could happen to a woman alone in New York, and if he had a say about it nothing was going to happen to his Jenny.
Sure, she bought some of the most hideous ties one could imagine. Seriously. For a cute girl she had pretty bad taste in neckwear. But he loved them anyway. Kevin wore them to work, took the teasing, ignored the funny looks, all for her. Because those hideous ties reminded him that he had someone to come home to.
Someone who loved him.