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.

was in

take me home? my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be so pissed that I didn't

Watching as he sat up I couldn't stop my

I do that to your face?" I asked sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a nice

harder than most guys". He

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

time I saw Alanna I was pushing her off me. "Milk and 2 sugars. Could you bring me some water too, and maybe some pain killers". "How much

just my hand that's sore". And maybe

I had a clear mind on

threw myself at

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

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

time remind me not to