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

home? my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be

my eyes from wandering. Even first thing in the morning

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

harder than most guys".

I grinned. "I really should be getting home. My gran will be really worried. I rarely stay out and when

coffee how'd you like it?". Alanna had covered for me? The last time I saw Alanna I was pushing her off me. "Milk and 2 sugars. Could you bring me some water too,

Although I feel fine just my hand that's sore". And maybe a little bit

morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn't telling him that. Every time I

threw myself at

whore. I wondered if he remembered that? I couldn't remember ever seeing him with a drink in his

burst open. "I'm dying". She groaned, pulling the covers back she got

I feel?". Lifting up my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was like hitting a brick wall. Felt