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?

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

stop my eyes from wandering. Even first thing in the morning

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

than most guys". He smirked. "You want

I rarely stay out and when I

gran knows your here. Alanna 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 bring me some water too, and maybe some pain killers". "How much of last night

be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my hand that's sore". And maybe

the room closing 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 him that.

threw myself

he practically called me a whore. I wondered if he

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

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