Quil Ateara | Just A Bit Jealous

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"That one is stunning, (Y/N), really!" Hailey gushed at you as you spun around in the long black dress. You sighed as you met her eyes in the mirror.

"Yeah but does it scream 'bridesmaid'? I mean the only criteria my brother gave me was a black dress..."

She nodded enthusiastically. "Yes!"

"Okay, then I am absolutely done dress shopping, forever."

She laughed as she followed you back to the changing room. "Until you're shopping for your own gown."

You scoffed through the door.

"(Y/N), Quil is crazy about you. It's only a matter of time until he asks..."

You opened the door mid sentence. "Yeah well, until he does, if he does, I don't wanna even think about another dress."

She followed you out to pay for the dress and then out to the street, still smiling.

"Where are we meeting him anyway?"

"Down at Rizzo's."

"I'll tell Miguel to meet us there then too."

You chided your best friend. "Oh another one that'll make me go dress shopping." The blush that creeped up her cheeks at your words had you chuckling as you made your way down to the restaurant where you were going to meet your other half.

You entered Rizzo's and made your way to the somewhat crowded bar, finding two open stools as you waited for the boys to show up. Hailey was going through the check list of everything else you needed for your brother's upcoming wedding, when a couple of men approached you.

"Hi there, I'm Dan and this is Andre, can we buy you girls a drink?"

Hailey looked up from her phone politely. "No thanks, I don't drink."

The one called Andre looked at you. "What about you gorgeous?"

You shook your head at the tall man. "I'm okay, thank you."

Instead of leaving, he stepped closer to you. "Are you sure?"

You nodded silently, face still composed politely.

"What about some dinner? C'mon, we'll get a table."

You dropped your smile. "No thank you, I'm waiting for someone."

Andre reached out and put his hand on your shoulder. From this distance, you could smell the alcohol rolling off of him. "I would never make you wait."

Another voice suddenly cut in. "I don't make her do anything. She chooses to wait for me."

Your head snapped over, finding Quil's face easily, flames dancing in his eyes, thick arms crossed across his chest. Andre dropped his hand from you but faced your imprint defiantly.

"Well I guess she could choose to have dinner with me instead of you."

Quil shrugged, appearing nonchalant, but you could see his hands start to shake against his arms.

"Yeah I could," you cut in simply. "But I won't."

Andre continues as if he couldn't hear you. "I bet I could give her a real good time."

Quil's face was suddenly taught, all semblance of composure gone. You could see the danger written across the lines of his features and stood to meet him quickly, hoping to avoid the confrontation you could feel rapidly approaching. You slid your arm around his bicep gently, hoping to calm him but his voice was still dripping with acid as he spoke.

"She is mine," he growled and although he was currently on two legs, all you could picture was the massive chocolate wolf snarling at the stranger.

"C'mon Quil, let's go." You looked meaningfully at Hailey, who jumped up and followed you as you tugged Quil away from the drunk man. Her eyes scanned the entrance and found her boyfriend Miguel approaching your trio. She quickly said goodbye to you and flitted to his side, choosing to give you and Quil some space.

Your boyfriend was still silently stewing over the encounter as you turned and leaned up to wrap your arms around his neck.

"Quil, it's fine. I'm okay." You pulled him down and kissed his mouth softly. He mimicked the motion, his hands finding your waist, holding onto you as though he was never going to let go. And you knew he wouldn't. He pulled away from you and whispered, his voice husky, the fire back in his eyes.

"Y'know babe, that guy bet he could give you a real good time. I know I can."

A mischievous smile tugged at your heated cheeks. "Prove it."

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