My Hot Alpha

Chpater 15

Jake Taylor was in my bed.

Why was Jake in my bed?

Glancing down at my hand a groan fell from my lips, bits and pieces started coming back to me. His kitchen and the way I acted, the nightclub. I punched him.

Then there was the car ride home, the things I said to him. Feeling my cheeks heat up I tried to stifle the giggle. I didn't want to wake him just yet. "What you laughing at princess?".

Shit.

"Why are you in my bed?". I asked lifting the covers gently. I didn't have the clothes on that I wore last night.

"I think you'll find this is my bed". His voice was groggy and full of sleep. He wasn't under the covers and he was still fully clothed.

in his

gran will be sick with worry. She was going to

I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering. Even first thing

my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a nice little blue bruise under his

hit harder than most guys". He smirked. "You want

I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with her". I was rambling but I couldn't seem

time I saw Alanna I was pushing her off me. "Milk and 2 sugars. Could you bring me some

to know I won't be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my hand that's sore". And maybe a

expected. I had a

threw myself

the part where he practically called me a whore. I wondered if he remembered that? I couldn't remember ever seeing him

the door burst open. "I'm dying". She groaned, pulling the covers back she got in beside me. "Never drinking again. My head

"Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was