My Pet Mate

Chapter 3

*Annabelle's POV*

I woke up to my 6AM alarm and put it on snooze. I usually got out of bed around 7, but it took a while for me to wake up, so I had an alarm set every 10 minutes after 6. It was the only way I could make myself presentable enough for the kids.

I snuggled back into my pillow and relaxed, until I heard a groan beside me. My head shot up and I looked over my shoulder. There was a man in my bed. A muscular, adult, naked man.

I screamed. I don't think I've ever screamed as loud as I had right now. The man shot up and frantically looked around the room before making eye contact. "Shit." He mumbled, his voice deep and still full of sleep.

I screamed even louder and the guy flinched, "H-hey stop that. Stop screaming. I- I can explain!" The guy started rambling.

"Oh you better explain mister!" the fear suddenly left me and was replaced by anger, "What and how are you in my apartment? And why in my bed? And why are you naked?"

The guy looked down for a second before making eye contact again, "Now there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for this, I promis-"

"I'm calling the police!" I grabbed my phone off my desk but it was snatched from my hands before I could even unlock it.

"Please don't!"

"Give me back my phone! I will fight you!" I yelled as I held up a fist.

I could see an amused twinkle in the man's eyes. "I would like to see that."

I didn't hesitate as I threw a punch, which the guy caught. I kept trying to punch the guy, which to remind you, was still completely naked. He easily blocked my punches, before yelling out, "Ok, stop!"

"Get out of my house you weirdo!" I yelled at him as I continued my punches.

"I'm your dog!" The guy yelled.

I froze and looked at the man with disbelief. Did he really just suggest he was my dog? "What?"

"I-I'm your... d-dog." He mumbled this time.

I created some distance between us. Ok, so this guy was completely nuts. He must be some crazy homeless person who managed to break into my house. Maybe he's an escaped convict. I decided to take a good look at him, medium length, wavy black hair that hung on his shoulders, an unkept beard covered his face. He definitely looked like a homeless person. I quickly glanced down, spotting his upper body. That body of his did not look like a homeless person's body. It was muscular and incredibly good looking. I didn't dare to look below his waist, so I looked back up into the man's eyes.

I then looked around my room. Speaking of my dog, Hunter was nowhere to be seen. I carefully stood up and shuffled towards the living room, keeping my eyes on the man at all times. He remained frozen on my bed, but followed my every movement.

As soon as I reached the door I shot out and frantically looked for Hunter. "Hunter where are you? Come here boy?" I whispered as I looked underneath the couch. Hunter wouldn't have been able to hide under there, but I tried anyway.

"It's actually Adam. And I'm right here." I jumped when the man spoke up. He was standing in the doorway, still naked. I hadn't realized how big he was. He must have been around 6ft!

"Don't you have any clothes?"

A smirk made its way onto the man- Adam's face. "What? You don't like what you see?"

I narrowed my eyes at him and walked towards the kitchen to resume my search. "Where is that damn dog?"

"I told you, I'm the 'damn dog'." Adam spoke again.