My Hot Alpha

Chpater 65

I knew he was still here. The weight of him against me and the heat that was radiating from him was like a comfort blanket. Groaning I moved closer to him, this felt right, us being like this felt right.

He

was still here.... oh shit!

Pushing him off I almost fell out the bed. He couldn't be here when she got home. Grabbing my phone I groaned, it wasn't even 7 o'clock. I was so tired, my eyes hurt, my head hurt. Pulling my curtain open I wished I hadn't. The weather was still bad, the wind had really picked up. It was dark and miserable outside.

"Babe come back to bed". He groaned. "And shut that damn curtain". Letting the curtain loose my eyes fell into slits. I don't know who he thought he was talking to like that.

"You need to leave". Yes I was being petty by asking him to leave but I also didn't need the third degree from my gran. Huffing he rolled over throwing his arm over his eyes. "What time is it?". He asked.

"Time for you to go home". Picking up his jeans I threw them at him grinning when they landed on his face.

He growled.

something I don't think I'll ever

on thin ice princess". Removing the jeans he placed them on the floor. My grin grew. I kinda liked getting

Get up and go home". His eyes opened, the glare evident. Someone was a little

trying to kick me out?". Rubbing his eyes a yawn escaped his mouth. "Come back to bed and stop being silly". Rolling over he slid his hand under

Seriously?

of my gran walking in and he wanted to go back to

overthinking everything and get in

"Jake my gran-..."

cares if she catches us we're only sleeping now get in the fucking bed before

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even know if she would make it home at all. If she did catch us like this would it be so bad? She did like him but then again he was in my bed. Whether she liked him or not I knew she wouldn't approve. "Leah". He snapped causing

hoodie over my head.

sleep babe". Rolling my eyes I pulled my curtain back again. Big mistake on my part. "I swear to f**k. Shut that damn

here. In fact he couldn't tell me what to do period. Closing the curtain I walked towards my door pulling it open. "I'm going for coffee". He didn't reply but just to

he think he was speaking to me like that in my own home. Reaching my living room I turned the heating on. The air was a little cold this morning and I didn't do cold. Walking into the kitchen I sighed when I realised I hadn't cleaned up the chicken I dropped last night. Flicking the switch on the kettle I fixed my cup and put

still laying on the island where I left it. Checking it I sighed with relief when I noticed my signal was