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?

didn't he take me home? my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be so pissed that I didn't check in with

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

do that to your face?" I asked sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. He had a nice little blue bruise under his right

most guys". He smirked. "You

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

you. Now coffee how'd you like it?". Alanna had covered for me? The last time I saw Alanna I was

feel fine just my hand that's sore". And

right up". Winking at me he left 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. Every time I thought about it I could

threw myself at

wondered if he remembered that? I couldn't remember ever seeing him with

the door burst open. "I'm dying". 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