Jason sets the rest of the bags on the counter before he turns to wrap his arms around Iris and kisses her properly. "Lasagne will be perfect tonight," he chuckles. "John's never been a picky eater." He rubs her arms before letting her go and works on unloading the bags into the cupboards and fridge.

"John texted while I was at the store. They've landed, so it'll be probably another hour before they get to the hotel and then he'll call."