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?

take me home? my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be so pissed

up I couldn't stop my eyes from wandering. Even first thing

I asked sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a

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

grinned. "I really 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 seem

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".

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

I had a clear mind

threw myself at

a whore. I wondered if he remembered that?

She groaned, pulling the covers back she got in beside me. "Never drinking again. My head is so

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