We might be compatible

Alexa was startled when she recalled the time when Carlos called her a kitten when she was angry and took it out on him. It was definitely not a coincidence. Was he describing her on purpose? She wanted to ask him about it but chose not to. If it turned out that she was only thinking too much of it, it would be awkward for both of them. 

He observed her change of expressions and scratched the back of his head. Had he gone overboard? Although he had wanted to use this chance to drop a few hints to her, it would be tragic if he overdid it and scared her away. To change the topic, he asked, "What about you?" 

"What about me?" Jolting from her deep thoughts, she feigned ignorance. 

He frowned. He was not going to let go of this golden opportunity to get to know her better, especially not when all he knew about her was her name and the fact that the so-called name was a fake identity.