At the sound of his voice, Eleanor Bishop's face turned deathly pale. Anxiously, she cautiously turned her head to look.
There, Archie Lockwood was propped up on his side, his handsome face dark as he stared intently at her.
At the sight, her heart began to hammer uncontrollably. Her pretty face was pale with unease as she stammered, "Um, why are you awake so early?"
"Eleanor Bishop! You kept me up all night. I had to take five cold showers," Archie Lockwood said through gritted teeth, his voice low with fury. "So tell me, what are you going to do about it?"
"I kept you up all night?" 'How could I have kept him up all night? I thought I slept soundly.'
'I used to kick the blankets off, but with my leg injured, I don't even do that anymore. How could I have possibly kept him from sleeping???'
Archie Lockwood shot Eleanor a resentful glare. "What do you think!"
"I don't know." Seeing that Archie Lockwood didn't appear to be lying, Eleanor grew confused and frustrated.
