Gaz is your husband..you know he has his own ways to show you affection.

He always had to show you were his,even if it was just the two of you,as if he was proud of being with you -- and he really was.

You two just had an argument while returning back home from your parents' house.

Gaz couldn't hold it; you still were his wife,no?.. He brought his free hand on your thigh as he drove,giving it rough squeezes.

You pushed him away.

"Accept it." He growled,grazing back on your thigh.