My Hot Alpha

I ate my weight in food. I wanted everything on the menu and Jake had no issues ordering me just that. Pushing my plate to the side I took a sip of my water before my eyes landed on Charlotte. She was grinning from ear to ear.

She knew.

We were planning to tell them tonight, but we couldn't get the chance. Conversations were flowing and changing all the time. Jake and his dad were currently discussing more security around the perimeter. "So, have you had a look at any online courses yet?". Charlotte asked.

I wanted too but I also wanted the college experience. I couldn't go to Yale we all knew that was dead and buried and I had accepted that but there was still a chance for me to go to school here. "Not yet but I plan to. I'm going to look into going to college here". I had all the information I needed and there was still time for me to apply.

"College here but how would that work?".

I frowned. How would what work? And then it clicked that she was talking about my pregnancy. A sigh fell from my lips. Being pregnant wasn't going to stop me doing things. It wasn't an illness, I wasn't dying. My face must have said it all because her opinion soon changed.

"You do what you want sweetheart. It'll do you the world of good".

"Do who the world of good?". Jake asked.

I swear he only heard what he wanted to hear sometimes.

"Me". I spoke. "The college here offers part time courses. I'll go three times a week in-between studying at home".

"Is that a good idea?". He made a face. "I don't want you stressing over tests or overworking yourself".

The overprotectiveness was testing my patience. I knew it was coming from a good place, but I didn't need to be wrapped in bubble wrap.

"I can't stay in the house all day everyday Jake. I need something to do".

"Have I missed something?". He asked. "I thought college was off the table?".

"No Yale is off the table". I pushed my chair back and got to my feet. "I'm going to the restroom".

I was becoming frustrated. I hated feeling like I couldn't do anything without his permission. Our afraid of doing something he won't like. We were mates, I wasn't his prisoner.

I didn't need to pee but hiding in the bathroom to compose myself seemed like a clever idea. Or so I thought until there was a knock on the stall door.

"I'm peeing". I spoke.

"You're hiding".

I could hear the playfulness of his tone. I bit back my smile even though he couldn't see me. He made it hard to stay mad at him. Not that I was mad but smothering me wasn't going to do anyone any favours. Especially with how quickly my mood was changing. "Leah come-...".

"I want to go to college". I spoke.

"Okay".

"I want my degree and I know-.... I paused. "Okay?". I frowned.

"Yeah, baby okay".

"Really?".

"Can you please come out so I'm not talking to you through a door?".

I unlocked the door, and only then did it click that he was in the woman's bathroom. Wait did he lock the door?