Mistaken Identity

I fixed my glasses on my nose as I continue reading my book. Safe Haven by Nicolas Sparks, it was a beautiful book. I was at the end where Alex gives Katie/Erin the letter that Jo wrote. Yep, I'm in tears. This book is wonderful, Nicolas Sparks sure know how to get someone in an emotional state. I loved his books. The one that made me cry more was THE BEST OF ME, that book was epic.

I sighed, I wrapped the blanket around my body as I lay in front the fire side. Henrique went to sleep about half an hour ago and Alex wasn't back from work so I find happiness by reading his books. Yep, I founded this book in his library and I caught my eyes. I never knew a man like Alex would read a cheesy, teary romance book. I remembered what happened on the plane. He was flirting with the airhostess and now he's being flirting with me and I didn't know why. I didn't know if he truly liked me or he was using his player ways. But I have to admit he's never tried to make me do anything I've never wanted. He kissed me and I kissed back, if anyone to blame it was me.

I shut the book and reach for the TV remote. I turned on the TV and realized it was a smart TV, of course it was, the thing was huge. I searched until I founded Netflix. I search through its contents for a movie. I landed on Ride Along 2 . I clicked it and started watching.

Fifteen minutes in the movie I was on the floor laughing my ash off. This show was funny, no matter how much I watched it I'd always end up laughing. I was laughing at what Kevin Hart said to Ice Cube that I didn't realize someone was watching me until I decide to shift my gazes.

There leaning against the wall was Alex, he looked at me with an amused look on his face. I groan, my cheeks become red instantly. I eyed him "How long have you being standing there?"

He scratched his neck, so cute, that's what boys do in romantic movies. "Well, long enough to know you have a horrible laugh." he said with a smile.

a deadly glare and pouted.

"Oh, so you're ignoring me now." He slide off the couch and came and sat beside me. He touched my chin and turned my head to face him. I couldn't

and remembered the book. I turned around and snatched the book of the ground. I

book." He said in

my eyes at him. "No, you know what I meant. I didn't know you read Romance books. I never thought of you as the

mine," he quickly

I asked not believing him

"My sister's." Liar

because I saw it laying on your table opened with this bookmark in it." I said with a smirk. He

and rolled his eyes. He lifted his hands up to show that he surrendered. "I give up. It's mine. So what if I like to write nothing is wrong with reading,