"Are you cold? Do you want me to turn up the heater?" he asked an unmoving Dana in the passenger of his car.
She probably wasn't cold for her cheeks are bright red, but her arms are hugging herself tightly, hence he asked if she is cold. She just shakes her head, not meeting his eyes.
He chuckled softly as he reached her with his hand to pat her head, and Dana in embarrassment turned her attention outside the car window.
He held her hand and brought it to his lips and pressed a kiss on the middle of her palm, "We can do more next time." he murmurs his words in the inside of her palm.
Dana's head spun too fast and tried to pull her hand, but he didn't let it go, even when he shifted gears.
When she realized that Grand won't let go of her hand, she gave up and returned her gaze to the scenery outside.