He looked around, then pulled her onto his lap, leaning her back against the steering wheel. It didn't honk, because it wasn't plugged up to that. The horn was plugged up to a button elsewhere. He bit his lip, and then looked up at her. "Well, I know how much you love dancing" he said, nodding. "And if your hungry we can get some food" he told her. Though first...<br/><br/>He was still hard from Mel, since he'd not been relieved. He looked down at Steph's stomach, then back up to her eyes. "I Know I spend a lot of time with Mel, and I know it seems like I don't have time for you... But honestly... I Know out of all of us guys, I'm not the best to hang around with... Eric has his personality, David has his fun side and willingness to cover for you... Dad has his money..." he sighed, and looked up at her. "What've I got?" he asked, frowning a little, then shaking his head.<br/><br/>Jay glimpsed to the pistol between the seats, then back to Steph's stomach. He hated the way his family treated the girls. The sex, he was fine with, but the manipulation, blackmail, spying, and all the other shit just infuriated him. If the girls didn't want him, he went without, rather than forcing them into sex.