The Alpha The Assassin The Mission (Re-writing/ editing)

80. House Call

Kendall's POV;

I wake up with the worst headache I've had in a long time and I am in less clothing than I remember. I open my eyes and instantly regret it as the sunlight make my eyes ache. I groan and mumble into the pillow in pain and frustration as I wonder what time it is. Judging by how bright it is, it has to be at least lunch time by now.

I swallow a few times to help soothe my sore dry throat and attempt to sit up but something heavy on my waist weighs me down.

Jeremy.

His scent creeps into my stuffy nose after a moment and I smile. I breathe in deeply and sigh in content before curling back in the covers, suddenly not wanting to get up just yet.

That is until I smelt the awful stench of sweat, alcohol and bad breath pinch my nose.

I smell disgusting. How the hell did he even sleep next to me when I smell like this?

"Gross" I mumble under my breath and wiggle free tiredly from his grip. I sloppily shuffle across the room to my ensuite and yank clothing off the hangers with my eyes half closed. Before I walk into the bathroom I throw the clothes over my shoulder carelessly and let them land on the foot of the bed.

After a very much needed hot shower I felt more fresh, and alert. The headache I once had was gone and what made me feel even better, was the view of a handsome and shirtless man in my bed.

"I can feel you staring" He mumbles into he pillow sleepily. I chuckle and make my way over to my clothes I tossed on to the bed.

"How are you feeling?" He calls from the room.

"Surprisingly well. I felt like shit when I woke up but the shower did wonders." I tell him whilst slipping on my underwear and bra.

"You know what else does wonders?" He says in a cheeky tone. I laugh knowing how his joke is going to end.

"Shut up you." I laugh and walk out into the room and see he is now on his back looking at me.

"Come back to bed." He says in his sexy morning voice, hungrily eyeing my body from head to toe. I shake my head and turn my back from him to grab my phone near the tv.

"Can't. I've got so much work to do - hey!" Jeremy yanks me onto the bed before I could realise and straddles me in a blink of an eye with a big smirk on his face.

"Wasn't a question." He smiles mischievously before diving into my neck.

I gasp when I feel his lips attack my neck, his sudden mood change being quite a shock.

Honestly I thought he would start off by yelling at me for what I did last night.

"Jeremy-"

"-just shut up." He growls impatiently into my chest, his hands exploring my body without restraint.

His voice was demanding and dominant, and everything about it made my body hot. I'm suddenly reminded of how much I missed his presence, his warmth and most of all his touch.

I feel his hands grabbing my breasts before slowly running them down past my stomach to where I needed him most. I gasp when I feel his hand rub me over my very thin lace panties carefully.

"Jer..." I protest but my voice comes out sound more like a moan rather than a warning.

"Yes?" His deep raspy morning voice in my ear has my stomach doing flips.