Sarah
"Well? Care to explain what you were doing?" Vincent asks again since I am not saying anything.
Blushing furiously, I hastily close the book and look up at Vincent, who's staring at me with that intense gaze of his. I feel my face burn with embarrassment.
"I... um, I was just reading a book. I didn't mean to say that out loud," I stammer.
Vincent narrows his eyes. "What are you reading?"
I hesitate, not sure how he'd react to the title. "It's just a classic romance novel," I mumble, avoiding eye contact.
Vincent raises an eyebrow. "A classic romance, huh? Mind if I take a look?"
I quickly sit up and clutch the book to my chest. "It's really not your type of reading material. Trust me."
To my surprise, his lips curl into a smile. "You might be surprised. I have a diverse taste
