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?

gran will be sick with worry. She

I couldn't stop my eyes

sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a nice little

guys". He smirked. "You want

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

coffee how'd you like it?". Alanna had covered for me? The last time I saw Alanna I was pushing

to know I won't be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my

him. This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear

myself

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

back she got

my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was like hitting a brick wall. Felt good though". I