You and your husband Donovan were on your way to dinner in the car.

He had his hand on your thigh as always, it was a habit of his and you were okay with it.

then you had the idea to push his hand off. When you did, he grunted and put his hand back on, his grip tighter each time. This hammered about 5 times

when he finally had enough, he pulled over on the side of the road

“Stop squirming.” he said sternly in a deep voice, putting his hand back on your thigh.