CHAPTER 120 - HOUSEBOUND II

-CLEO'S POV* The throbbing of my head awakened me. Then I became painfully aware of the strange surroundings as well as deep, regular breathing somewhere nearby. Turning toward the sound, I groaned because the slight movement made the headache worse. By the time I glimpsed him sprawled in the gray leather armchair to the left of the room door, my eyelids were already fluttering. For a moment, he smiled at me with his handsome face entrancing me. His long brown fringes ruffled messily from his forehead. The tight-fitted black shirt he wore with the number 23 on it was rumpled with the middle ripped open like he was in a fight with someone. Stupidly, I started to return the smile due to the butterflies that churned in my stomach. Then, as recollections of the situation came to light, I frowned. My face contorted into the wickedest sight. The son-of-a-bitch abducted me and brought me to his house. That's right. He knocked me out with the classical chop spot on the neck. My temper emer