"You're mine. I don't share." (Bella/Reader)
You don’t know why you did it. Actually, yes you did. You just wanted to see what she would do, how she would react. As the red head girl flirted with you, completely believing you were hers for the taking, you stole glances across the room at Bella. She didn’t notice at first, but then her eyes slid over you in a casual glance and you saw her jerk back, doing a double take. You discreetly covered your mouth with your hand to hide a smirk. Barely a moment later, she was by your side, a venomous glare directed at the girl you were sitting with.
“Beat it.” She barked. At first the girl looked like she would protest, but seeing Bella’s fierce stance, she seemed to decide against it. Flashing you a disappointed look, she got up and left. Immediately, Bella turned on you.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“We were only talking, Bella.”
“I’m not stupid.” She moved in close, grabbing your arm possessively. “You’re mine. I don’t share.” Her hot breath graced your face with her words. You smiled.
“Good to know.”