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 was going to be so pissed that I didn't

remember?". Watching as he sat up I couldn't stop my eyes from

into my bottom lip. He had

guys". He smirked. "You want

worried. I rarely stay out and when I do I always check in with

Alanna had covered for me? The last time I saw Alanna I was pushing her off me. "Milk and 2 sugars. Could you

fine just my hand that's sore". And

I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn't telling him that.

threw myself at

a whore. I wondered if he

groaned, pulling the covers back she got in beside me.

to laugh. "Next time remind me not