Jay turned off the ignition of the vehicle. "Do you remember the rules Macy girl?" He asked turning around to see his five year old in her booster seat.

She nodded. "Yes. No telling the teachers that the test is stupid. No telling them that I don't need to go to kindergarten. Even though I already know I'm going to be a police officer, and if Uncle Ruzek can do it I don't see why I can't." Jay held back a laugh as she insulted Adam's intelligence. "And no doing bad on the test just because I don't want to take it."

"Good girl."

"Oh, and no telling the other kids that they are dumb when I do better then them." She said with a wide grin covering her face. Jay laughed this time. He couldn't believe how much like her mother Macy was.

"Alright you do good and ice cream will be involved afterwards." He gave her a wink. "Other people are heading in. I think it's time." Jay got out of the vehicle and then went around to open the door for his daughter. Today was her kindergarten round up and Jay still couldn't understand why a bunch of five year olds were required to take a long boring placement test, but they were here anyways because it was required. He honestly couldn't believe his little girl was already old enough to be starting school in the fall. As cliché as it sounds it felt like she was born, he blinked, and now they were walking into the elementary school she'd attend in a few months.

Macy tightened her grip on her daddy's hand when they arrived to the classroom. It was full of rowdy children playing with the abundance of toys in the room. Macy wasn't usually shy. She was actually incredibly outgoing, but the classroom was sensory overload and she needed time to adjust.

She tugged on his arm to get his attention. Jay squatted down so he was at her level. "Daddy I thought this was a test. Why are they all running around like chickens with their heads cut off?" She whispered.

Jay smiled. "You can play until it's time if you want to. Daddy will go sit over there with all of the other mommies and daddies."

Macy's shook her head no. "I don't wanna play with them. I don't like them."

"You don't know them Macy. I bet if you go play you will meet a new friend."

"Uh-uh I just saw a boy pick his nose and eat it. This is not the place for me."

Jay couldn't help but laugh at her stubbornness. "Okay come sit with me then." They took a seat at one of the short little tables in the classroom. Jay could almost rest his chin on his knees because the chairs were so tiny. Jay reached forward and grabbed a sheet of construction paper and some crayons. "Tic-tac-toe?"

Macy nodded excitedly. "I'm gonna kick your butt." She giggled. "I call x's."

Jay let her win the first round. "Best two out of three?" Jay proposed.

The second on he won, and then he was shocked when Macy beat him fair and square the third match. "See told you I'd kick your butt." Macy teased.

"Hay!" Jay reached out and tickled her and she squirmed giggling.

Jay was too occupied playing with his daughter to even notice the group of mothers admiring him, and practically drooling over him.

"Can we play again?" Macy asked. When jay didn't answer she stuck out her signature puppy dog lip, and batted her long eyelashes. "Pretty please, daddy."

"Alright you're on. This time I'm winning." As he constructed the grid to begin the game and women's voice called out gaining the attention of the entire room.

"Okay we are going to begin the testing. Last names A-K are up first. If you could send your child this way I will lead them to the testing room. It should take twenty minutes to a half an hour."

"That's you smart girl."

"I know that, daddy. My last name is Halstead, H."

He kissed her forehead. "Okay smarty pants. Go in there and ace it then it's ice cream time. I love you."

"Love you too." Macy said as she headed towards the crop of children leaving for the testing room.

"She's adorable." A woman with long blond hair spoke up from across the table.

"Thanks."

"Is she your only one?"

"No, I have a son that's nine."

"Third grade?" The woman asked.

"Yes he is." Jay peeked down at his phone to see if Erin had texted him about where she was yet.

"Is he in Mrs. Ryan's class? My daughter is in third grade too and she had Mrs. Ryan."

"Yeah actually he is. So you have two kids too?" Jay asked finally engaging in the conversation after seeing the text form Erin that she was on her way.

"No, three. I have a daughter, Mia, in third grade, and my twin boy's Alex and Warren just went in to test with your daughter."

"Your boys better steer clear of my little girl." Jay teased.

The women leaned forward and rested her hand on his arm chuckling. "I'll tell them, but who knows if they'll listen. She's a cutie, and if she's as charming as her dad you're gonna have your hands full." She gave him a wink.

Jay was completely oblivious to the fact that she was blatantly flirting with him. It should have been obvious with her body language. She was leaning over the table making sure an ample amount of cleavage was showing. She occasionally swatted at his forearms that he had resting on the table. If that wasn't enough the abundance of complements, and winking should have tipped him off, but he was clueless.

Erin stood in the doorway, and observed the scene for a moment. She could tell her husband was completely unaware to the fact he was being hit on and she found it adorably charming. She began making her way towards the table and Jay looked up spotting her.

"Hey, baby." He greeted her as Erin ran her hand across his back and took the seat that Macy had left empty. He leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Sorry I'm late. We got a case and they needed Burgess, so she couldn't pick up Micah from practice for us. I had to go get him. He's out on the playground with some of his friends now." She informed him and also made sure she was loud enough for the women that had been flirting with him to overhear.

The blonde's eyes flickered between Jay and Erin. An obvious look of disappointment was painted on her face.

"Oh sorry. This is my wife Erin, Erin this is…"

"Jenna." The woman introduced herself holding out her hand to shake Erin's. Thankfully the painfully awkward encounter was interrupted when Macy came running into the room.

"Mommy" She squealed when she reached her parents.

"Hey, baby. How did it go?"

"I rocked it, mommy. Now I'm ready for my ice cream."

"Okay lets go get your brother and get out of here." Macy took one hand of her mothers, and one of her fathers as they headed to go get Micah.

They put the kids in Jay's vehicle and then stood outside the car to talk for a minute.

"I don't know if you're allowed to attend these school functions without me anymore." Erin said with a raised eyebrow grin.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean if other moms are going to keep hitting on you, you can work and I'll come to these things."

"What you mean, Jenna? We were just talking."

Erin laughed. "Yeah I mean Jenna. She was about ready to jump your bones right there on the miniature table. I can't even blame her. You're adorable with the kids, and nothing is sexier to a mom than a good dad. I just don't like seeing hot moms hitting on my man." Jay was used to seeing Erin be hit on, so he had learned how to deal with the jealousy. Jay was checked out often, but women were less likely to start the conversation, so Erin didn't have to deal with this often. She was territorial and did not appreciate it one bit.

"Are you jealous, Er?" He chuckled with a look of disbelief.

"I don't share, Jay."

"You don't have to share, baby. You were the only hot mom in there that I cared about."

"Keep it that way." Erin teased.

Micah knocked on the window. "Are we going to get ice cream or what?" He shouted so they could hear him.

"Yeah, Yeah we're going." Jay yelled back.

"Alright. Lets go." Erin rose up on her tippy toes and gave Jay a quick peck. "I'll meet you there. Love you." She turned to walk to her car. Jay reached out and pinched her butt as she walked away.

"Love you too." He called after her.

Erin looked over her shoulder smiling, and shot him a wink as the made her way to her own vehicle. No part of her was actually worried about Jay, and the other women. Of course seeing him be hit on was not her favorite thing, but she trusted him completely. She just enjoyed giving him a hard time about it.