CHERYL POV
"Thanks," I managed to wheeze out with my eyes still screwed shut.
"You're welcome, pretty," he replied, and I can swear to God that his hand dropped to my lower back for a brief second.
Excuse you?.. Pretty? I popped my eyes open only for me to see that my line of vision was blocked by a man - erase that, please, my line of vision was blocked by a half-naked man who was standing way too close to me for comfort.
Wait a minute... Why. The. Hell. Is. There. A. Half. Naked. Man. In. My. Kitchen.
I immediately snatched my spoon off the plate... you know, for self-defense, in case it comes down to that.
"Who the hell are you and what the f**k are you doing in my house?" I gritted out, careful enough to keep my voice from trembling. The last thing I need is to give
