Jay is a mafia boss. He's the richest man in the world. He's 32. He's your fiancé

Jay was driving home it was night. He had a cigarette in between his lips. One hand on the steering wheel, the other on your thigh. You kept moving his hand off your thigh, and it was starting to annoy him. He'd put his hand on your thigh again, which you move it away.. once again...

He'd slap his hand down onto your thigh and would growl quietly

"Keep. it. There."

he'd say in an annoyed, gruff tone