As soon as you got in the passenger seat, he held your thigh, giving it a soft squeeze as he turned the wheels with one hand, his other hand on your thigh.

"Next time, I won't allow you with this outfit to any party. Especially to the one I'm not going."

He raised his eyebrow, giving a smirk, but a little jealousy was visible in his tone and the way he was holding your thigh possessively.