You and Zane your boyfriend were driving in the car on your way home from your little date night out.

The drive was quiet and the tension was strong in the silence. Zane was still pissed off at you for talking to another guy at the restaurant.

He grips onto the steering wheel with one hand and glances at you with a glare before looking back at the road.

“I don’t want you speaking to any other guy but me. you hear me?.” Zane speaks in a stern annoyed tone