One clear night, Jason decided that he would take you for a midnight drive to look at the stars. He had the windows rolled down, his arm slung casually out the side, one hand on the steering wheel. The wind from the freeway tousled his hair around. He looked over at you with a smile, noticing how happy you looked during the starry night drive.

He reached over and put one hand on your thigh, rubbing it gently while he kept his eyes on the road, his green hues watching other vehicles pass by.