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Jealous (Nate Maloley)

Y/N'S POV

The fidgeting of someone beside me wakes me from my slumber. I feel a strong arm slide from my waist to my lower back, pulling me in closer to his tattooed chest. His other arm slips under my neck and his fingers gently playing with my hair.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Nate, my boyfriend of a year and five months, asked in his raspy morning voice.

"Yes, but it's okay," I reassure him, wrapping one of my legs around his thigh. His free hand moves from my lower back to my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Are you excited?" I asked Nate.

"For what?" He said confused, turning his head to look down at me.

"The party! There's gonna be a bunch of viners, especially my favorite ones, and I'm excited. Like what if I run into them?" I let out with squeal at the end.

All I hear is a scoff from him.

"What?" I ask, playfully hitting his bare chest.

"I can't believe your fan girl moment right now and you haven't even met them yet. I mean, come on babe, we sleep together and I don't see you fan girl over me," he tells me.

I roll my eyes. "Keep in mind that I was, and still am, a fan of yours. I was low-key freaking out when I first met you, but I kept my cool," I explain. "Look where that led to," I smirked, running my fingers through his messy hair and giving him a small kiss on his forehead.

"And how will I know that you're not low-key wanting to be with those people, huh?" he joked, reaching out for his phone on the night stand next to our bed. He positions himself so that he's on his back.

"Because you're my boyfriend and you know that I wouldn't want to be with anyone else except for you," I reassure him. He gives me a small smile as he scrolls through his phone.

NATE'S POV

"Babe, hurry up!" I call out.

"Wait, I'm almost ready!" she yells back.

"If you continue to take this long, we'll never get to the party," I tell her. "And you'll never meet your favorite viners," I say, mocking her excitement earlier.

She stands in the door frame of the attached bathroom, raising her eyebrows then proceeding to roll her eyes. She goes back to fixing her hair and I creep up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"You look fine, baby girl. Can we please go now?" I begged. I'm so impatient when it comes to these situations.

"Relax, Nathan. I want to make a good first impression," she tells me.

"But you already met my friends...no one else there to impress," I mumble.

Y/N glares at me through the reflection of the mirror. I lift my hands in surrender and take a seat on the edge of our shared bed.

"Okay, done!" she squeals, quickly turning around so I could see her.

My eyebrows shot up at the sight of her. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her short red dress caressed her waist, emphasizing her curves, and in the process made her ass looked incredibly amazing.

"How do I look?" she curtsies a little, pushed her hair behind her ear and looks down at her dress, smoothing out any wrinkles she may have missed.

I'll admit, I'm a little jealous of how she wants to look good for other guys. "You look amazing lil mama," I tell her. "But you'd look even more amazing in this." I walk over to her and place my jacket around her shoulders and attempt to cover up her bust area.