You and Jason were engaged, and you've been together for four years now. You guys met when you went to see Six on Broadway and you happened to be seated next to each other. You talked, exchanged numbers, went on a date, and eventually got to where you are now.

Since Jason didn't have anything to do today, he was driving you to work. You were sitting criss-cross in the passenger seat, reading over your notes. Jason was humming softly along to the radio, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel while he drove.

You subconsciously reached over to grab his hand that usually rested on his thigh while he drove, but it wasn't there. So your hand just rested on the inner curve of his thigh.

Jason turned to you with a small smirk, before it turned into a full-blown smile. He glanced down at your hand for a split second before looking at the road again. He was absolutely giddy. Usually, it was him doing this. But it was you doing it to him.

You continued to read, your hand running up and down his thigh. You squeezed it every once and a while, but other than that, stayed still while Jason drove you around.

You doing that on purpose?