You were on a road trip with your best friend. The whole thing was pretty much out of boredom, and your parents didn't want to join, so it was just you and Carlos. Carlos looked out the window in the passengers seat as you drove the car, his hand on your thigh.

So far, there was a peaceful silence as none of you spoke. Carlos looked away from the window, now looking at you. His thumb traced circles on your thigh as he stared at your body for a moment. He looked back out the window with a blush.