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I headed up to Negan's office before dinner to give him an update on Y/N. 

"Simon" he smiled "How did training camp go?"

"Considering it was her first time even holding a gun......" I started

"What!?" he exclaimed "you said she was capable enough of being a saviour Si! how can she be if she's never shot a gun?"

"She's survived this long without using one" I defended "She's pretty handy with a knife"

"A knife" he groaned "Simon you assured me she was saviour material and could handle herself!" he snapped "She may as well have agreed to be my wife but be a god damn virgin!"

"Slightly dramatic" I scoffed "She can handle herself Negan, I never said that involved using a gun"

"So did you teach her how to shoot?" he asked, annoyance in his tone.

"No we just went for a stroll in the woods" I replied sarcastically, but regretted it when I saw the look on his face "Of course I taught her how to shoot Negan! She was a quick learner"

"She better be" he warned "We can't have a god damn liability on the team"

"I can vouch for her" I told him

"Then on your head be it" he warned, "Just cos she's pretty doesn't mean she gets a free rise" and we headed down for dinner. Pretty was an understatement.

As always Sherried made a bee line for us. She stood behind Negan and me, hand on both of our shoulders, leaning over whispering to Negan everything she'd like to do him later. I put my cutlery down and sighed, removing her hand from me shoulder, causing her to huff and glare at me

"Please don't touch me with those hands if that's how dirty you two have been getting" I told her,

"Jealous Si?" Negan asked

"Abso - fuckin - lutely not" I laughed "You can keep you little slut" making her glare at me even more and Negan just chuckle

"That's how I like her" he smirked as she stomped off.

I noticed Y/N sat with Heather, she was looking at me and biting her lip. I smirked and raised my eyebrow. God I wanted to bite her lip. She smiled as if reading my thoughts and then continued eating

Once we had all ate Y/N got up to leave and Negan called her over. 

"Hello Honey" he beamed leaning back in his chair, flashing her a killer watt smile that made me incredibly jealous, even as a guy I could appreciate that Negan was a good looking man and the thought of her finding him attractive stung.

"Negan" she smiled, "what's up?" I was staring at her, trying to catch her eye, I could tell she could feel my stare and smirked knowing she was trying hard not to meet my gaze. 

"Can you meet us in my office in about 20 minutes?" he asked,

"Sure" she replied seeming confused, I was too, he hadn't mentioned anything to me "Do I need anything?" Negan grinned and glanced at me,

"Just the red lingerie" he teased, she rolled her eyes, and once again jealousy bubbled inside me.

"Don't get your hopes up" she laughed, earning glares from all 5 of the wives, but she just smiled at them sweetly to wind them up even more. That was hot, I chuckled as she walked away.

"What was that about?" I asked Negan

"You've taught her to shoot" he told me "We need to get her working straight away so she can earn points"

Dwight followed us up to Negan's office and we talked shop for a while, Dwight left and pretty soon after we heard her dainty knock on the door.

"Get the door Si" Negan told me, I stood and swung open the doors, my breath nearly catching in my throat, she had let her hair down and it fell in loose waves around her shoulders. She'd changed into grey leggings that moulded around every curve and dimple, and a grey hoodie. She looked good enough to eat.

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