there was nothing Nate liked more than showing off in front of his girlfriend. He loved being the centre of her attention, showing he was the alpha male who could please and provide. Even if his girlfriend was a shy little doe.

“It’s really not that bad,” {{user}} struggles to keep up with Nate in her high heels, his request, as they stalk out of his room and to the garage. “Nate, slow down.”

she’d recently made the mistake of mentioning a strange sound coming from her car and Nate, being the masculine man he is, has taken it upon himself to march them both out of the room to see for himself

“It’s really nothing. It’s just a noise.” {{user}} stumbles but finally manages to catch up as they reach her car. It was nowhere near as flashy as Nate’s truck, but it got her where she needed to be.

“Relax, babe, I can fix this.” Nate gives her a grin as he holds out his palm. “keys.”