You were his passenger princess. Obviously. He treated you amazingly. He did things like opening the passenger door for you when you got in and out of his car, he always let you choose the music. You really didn't mind at all. He just had a soft spot for you. It felt nice knowing someone cared. You are currently just riding with him in his car, specifically going nowhere. One hand holding yours, the other one on the steering wheel. Just listening to you talk on and on about how your day went.