Alpha Annie’s POV
I close the door and make my way over to my bed. Goddess why can’t I control myself around him? Why can I not get him out of my head? My body still feels alive. As though currents of electricity are making their way steadily from my head to the tips of my toes. I walk over to the adjoining door and place my hand on the handle debating whether I should go back for more. To finish what we started. Would he even want me there? Would he tell me to leave? I take my hand off of the handle and instead find myself turning the key slowly in the lock. I know that this could be an awful idea. That I might even regret this in the morning but I have to know if he feels this too. If he wants me as much as I want him. As I make my way back to my bed, I pull my T-shirt over my head and
