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?

will be sick

don't remember?". Watching as he sat up I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering. Even first thing in

asked sinking my teeth into my bottom

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

home. My gran will be really worried. I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with

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

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

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

threw myself

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

pulling the covers back she

Lifting up my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was like hitting