Mistaken Identity

I smiled as his tantalizing lips were inch away from my face. His ocean green eyes staring into my grey ones. His face held a smirk, I'm certain my heart skipped a beat. I returned his smile. I wrap my hands around his neck and use my lips to trap his. I moved my lips in sync with his. Our tongue dancing. I pulled away to caught my breath. I looked his eyes, it was filled with lust and maybe a pinch a love. I smiled as I dragged him back to my embrace, our lips enjoying it. I heard as he moaned in the kiss. He seem to be enjoying it as much as I was. That's good, no one likes a one-party, both persons should be enjoying. He lifted his hands from my waist and placed in on my thigh. I felt tingles running through me. I am ticklish there. I giggled in the kiss. He pulled away from me. He starred at me, his green orbs never leaving mine. My heart beat speed up seconds as I realize that I was in Carter's embrace, not Ryan Reynolds(Actor).

I jumped up. I sat on my bed, my heart was beating fast. Shit! I was dreaming about Carter. Oh my, I'm in trouble. I got up from my bed and went in the bathroom. I stand over the face basin. I turned on the pipe and washed my face with the water. What the hell is happening to me? I've never dreamt about kissing anyone before much less someone like Carter. I have a crush on Carter. A crush. Shit! Is this even realist, do adults my age get crush? I sighed I looked at myself in the mirror. I exit the bathroom and went to lay down in my bed but I was unable to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his green eyes staring at me with lust.

It scares the shit out of me. I can't fall for him, I'm just a poor girl with no to love or support her. Well there is Grey but lately he's being spending his time with Cloudy and I barely get to see him. Cloudy tummy was getting better each day. I just can't wait until the little ones are here. I always love animals and I always will. They were my source of comfort.

I took my phone off the bedside table and I looked at the time. 1 am. It was late, but stupid me

the fridge door and made my eyes feast it's contains. I spot ice cream, Chocolate chip ice-cream, my favorite. I took it out. I walked to the counter and took out a cup and placed some of the ice cream in it. I placed back it in the fridge. I sat in the dark kitchen and started to eat my ice-cream. I savor the flavor as I placed each spoon in my mouth. I moan at its deliciousness. That is good, so damn good. I sigh with contentment; this is the best ice-cream I've had in years. I smiled when I was finish but I craved for more, it

sending shivers in body parts I can't even mentioned. Why the hell does he have this effect on me? This is unfair, He didn't feel a bit for me yet

turned slowly until I was looking in his eyes. The same eyes that was filled with lust, in my dream of course. A man like him can never feel something for a girl like

I knew he might get anger because I am currently eating his ice cream, emphasis on the his not mine but his. Nevertheless, I couldn't help myself it was calling me. "I