Jealous

Jane Point of View.

I was so excited about the show that my heart was racing, and I kept a smile on my face that made my cheeks hurt. Jayden had taken a few energy drinks before leaving the hotel and seemed a bit more alert, although his tiny eyes and occasional yawns made it clear he was still very tired. We were in a taxi, our hands intertwined, as we watched the bright lights of Las Vegas.

“Thank you for doing this for me,” I said with a sigh.

Jayden looked at me, confused, as he yawned again and I smiled.

“I know you’re tired, and you’re still going to the show with me,” I admitted, realizing I didn’t give him enough credit for his actions.

“Anything to make the owner of my heart happy,” he said, and I smiled, feeling my heart melt.

“I’m the owner of your heart?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as if doubting his statement.

“Also my body, my soul. You own everything I am and have!” he assured me, making me sigh as suddenly the lights of Vegas didn’t seem so impressive anymore.

I kissed