The Alpha Chose Me by Missy Elliottxo

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.

I was in his bed?

be sick

he sat up I couldn't stop my eyes

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

than most guys".

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

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, and maybe some pain killers". "How much of last night do

feel fine just my hand that's

the door quietly behind him. This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn't telling

threw myself at

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

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

feel?". Lifting up my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your