My Hot Alpha

Chpater 17

"Why are you here?". I asked.

"Shoes". Dropping the bag on the floor he took a seat on the edge of my bed. "So who's the guy?". He asked again.

"Doesn't matter. You need to leave my grans down stairs". She wasn't keen on boys being in my room. Even at the age of 18 she didn't like it.

"Who do you think let me in?. Your gran loves me". Showing me that devilish smirk that he had down to a tee I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. This would be so much easier if he was ugly.

"Thanks for bringing my shoes back. I thought I left them on the side of the road". Lifting the bag I took them out. I should have left them, they were a mess. Putting them away in my wardrope I turned to find he had made himself comfortable my TV remote in hand. "Jake". I sighed.

"What, you got somewhere you need to be?". Turning on my TV he flicked it straight to football. That wasn't happening. I still found it strange that he was in my room sprawled out on my bed like he owned the place.

"Make yourself at home why don't you". I huffed just as my gran came in breakfast in hand. It smelled great.

"I made you some to Jake. I hope you like eggs". Oh I wanted to slap that smug look off his face so badly. Even my gran had taken a liking to him.

Thanks Mrs

if you need anything else just let me know. Leah I'll be heading out around 12. You

need to pick up

I'll leave you

as she closed the door. Taking a seat on my bed I took a plate and dug in. I could already feel him staring. "Stop watching me eat and eat your own". "Still

to laugh. "You're a feisty little

grab my coffee that he had already stole. "You're really starting to annoy me". As he passed it back to me I drank what was left. Moving up my bed I

He didn't moan.

and smiled. I wasn't getting rid of him as easy as I thought. I liked it, I secretly liked that he was here but the attraction I felt towards him was growing with every second that

against his shoulder he froze. "My room my rules if I want to lean my head against your shoulder then I get too". I wanted to be as close to him as I could get. I wanted to touch

a clue what was going on. I couldn't concentrate. Him being here was distracting. He had no idea what he was

"Hm?".

asked turning his attention to

My eyes hadn't left the

your thinking.