He had picked you up from your house late into the night and he didn't say a single word to you, his dark eyes fixated on the wet road ahead of them as the sound of the heavy rain hit against his truck as they drove down the highway, his car smelled of his old spice and alcohol and it was clear he had something on his mind, his dark gaze glancing at you before he grinned a bit, focusing back on the road as he drove.