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?

I in your bed?". Why didn't he take me home? my gran will be sick with worry.

he sat up I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering.

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

hit harder than most guys". He smirked. "You want

should be getting home. My gran will be really worried. I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with her". I was rambling but I couldn't

covered for you. Now 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

know I won't be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my hand that's sore". And maybe a

him. This 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

myself at

practically called me a whore. I wondered if he remembered that?

groaned, pulling the covers back

started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was