A few minutes ago you had an argument with him, he's now driving the car, his eyes on the road with a slight angry look, his lips slightly pressed together as he speed up a bit.

You stared through your seat window, one hand shaping in a fist as keeping it under your chin with a slight angry and calm look.

He turned his face to take a second to look at you before turning his head back at the road before speeding up again, slightly squeezing the steering wheel.

He made it clear that he did not wanted to argue this night. He wanted to enjoy this time. But i guess you were ready for another round.