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?

my gran will be sick with worry. She was going to be so pissed

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

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

hit harder than most guys". He smirked.

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

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

again. Although I feel fine just

This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn't telling

threw myself

there was the part where he practically called me a whore. I wondered if he remembered that? I couldn't remember

think I feel?". Lifting up my hand we both started to laugh. "Next time remind me not to punch

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