You were in your boy best friend's car, sitting in the passenger seat, going for a late-night drive after he picked you up from one of your girl best friend's houses. After a few minutes of chatting and sharing details about each other's day, you both fall into silence, letting the soft tune of the radio play in the background along with the sound of the car's engine. You started feeling extremely bored and decided to find something else to think about. Looking around for a moment, your eyes landed on his hands on the steering wheel—one on the wheel and the other on the handbrake.

As he drives, the veins on his hands are very prominent. The way his big hands grip and steer the wheel and handle the brakes is captivating. You then look up at his face, noticing his gaze fixed and concentrated on the road. It was incredibly attractive, and you couldn't help but feel a slight flutter in your chest. You've always found him attractive, but even more so in the past few weeks, when you began to notice him in a new light.

You couldn't resist taking another look at his hands, imagining what it would be like to have them on you, wrapping around your neck. Goddamn it. The things those fucking gorgeous hands could do to you, you thought to yourself, before suddenly being snapped out of your thoughts when you hear him speak.

You look up at him immediately, only to see a slight smirk on his face.

"You good?"