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?

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

sat up I couldn't stop my

my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a

guys". He smirked. "You want

really worried. I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with her". I was rambling but I couldn't seem

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

I feel fine just my hand that's

quietly behind him. This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what

myself

wondered if he

covers back she got in beside me. "Never drinking again. My head is so

both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch your brother. It was like hitting a brick wall.