My Hot Alpha

I wasn't sure how many times I emptied and refilled the bath water. He was right, it helped. I didn't think I could feel any more relaxed. He lit a few candles and I had Luke Combs playing on my phone. But it was time to get out.

My skin was wrinkly and I think I used up all the hot water. Getting to my feet I wrapped the towel around my body before stepping out. I pulled the plug watching the water disappear.

Drying off my body I slipped into the pjs he had left for me by the sink. I guess I wasn't going out today. Not like I had anywhere to go. Heading back into our room I stopped when I noticed he had stripped and changed the bed. My heart fluttered.

Oh god.

He had only changed the bed and already I was in awe. Shaking my head, I grabbed a jumper before heading downstairs. I knew we had company, strangely enough I could smell their scent.

That was new for me. I couldn't make out who it was but I'm sure I would in time.

His mom, but Jake wasn't here.

"He needed a run sweetheart. How are you feeling?".

I wish people would stop asking me that. I poured myself some coffee before sitting at the table. I wasn't expecting company until my heat was finished.

"A little uncomfortable but I'm okay". I couldn't believe how well I was handling this. "I think I'll survive the five days". I smiled.

"That's good Leah. Are you bleeding heavy?".

I almost choked on my coffee. I sometimes forget how forward Charlotte can be. I didn't mind but somethings were a little personal.

"It's not that bad". I lied.

I didn't want anyone fussing over me. It was just like a period, well that's what I kept telling myself.

"Have you had sex?".

This time I did choke on my coffee.

"Mom".

His voice sent shivers down my spine. I swallowed the lump in my throat the minute my eyes landed on him.

Shorts and sneakers.

No t-shirt.

Hot and sweaty from his run.

I squeezed my legs together.

I wanted him.

My breathing shaky I brought the mug to my lips. I couldn't think about s*x right now. Not with him mom here. But why did he have to look so damn attractive? Why did I find hot and sweaty sexy?

"I'm only asking". His moms voice knocked me out my thoughts.

"It's none of your business. Why are you even here?".

"Jake". I frowned.

He took a bottle of water from the fridge and disappeared upstairs.

"Are you two, okay?".

A sigh fell from my lips. "We're fine". I wasn't going to get into it with his mom. I didn't need any advice or tips. He would come out his mood the way he went into it.

"He seems off".

I loved his mom; I loved his whole family but there were things they didn't need to know or involve themselves with. Our relationship was our relationship. We were going to argue and have disagreements. It wasn't his moms place to try and fix our problem. Not that there was a problem. Jake was just being Jake. Stubborn. He was waiting for me to blow up but that wasn't going to happen. I swear you would think he likes it when we argue.

Maybe he just likes it when I'm mad.

"He's probably tired". I took another sip of my coffee trying to avoid her stare. "But I'm sure he's fine".

"I'm guessing he changed his mind?". She asked.

"He did". This is the conversation I was trying to avoid. Charlotte always found a way to get me talking and I hated it.

"I knew he would". She smiled.