Can You Call A Woman Handsome Novels & Stories

“Caspian, I’m serious. This is a disaster. We should’ve just left after dinner.” “And upset your mother? No chance. I’ve seen the way she looks at me. I’m not taking any risks.” “She doesn’t look at you any type of way.” “She called me ‘handsome’ twice.” “She calls everyone handsome,” I say, rolling my eyes. “It’s her default compliment when she can’t think of anything nice to say.” “Well, it worked,” he says, folding his arms behind his head. “Because now I feel obligated to stay.” “You’re impossible.”

Women can really be dramatic as hell. Once the call with Grandma ends, I lean back in my chair, the irritation from earlier slowly fading. Across from me, Micheal stands quietly with his tablet. I glance at him. “You know,” I say casually, “women can be unbelievably dramatic sometimes.” Micheal blinks. “Sir?” I lean back further, amused now. “Tell me honestly.” I gesture lazily toward myself. “Am I really that ridiculously handsome?” His eyes widen slightly. “I—uh…”

another woman responded. "Wow! She's quite lucky, isn't she? She must have gone to great lengths to get hired here. Well, I can't blame her. Dr. Wolfe is incredibly handsome and charming; anyone would be drawn to him. He exudes such a captivating allure!" one of the women swooned.

"Uhuh! I looked him up on the internet last night and, my goodness! I wasn't prepared for his beauty. He's so handsome, right?" "Gosh, yeah. He's so perfect." Klaire agreed, zooming out Liam's photo. She was stunned for a few seconds. "How did he get to be so handsome?" "Right? I think I'm in love with him!" She giggled. She was completely blushing. Vince laughed a little, commenting, "Women," "Jeez! You'll never be his cup of tea. A handsome man like him is only for a gorgeous woman." said Ian.

C: Damn, I knew someone this handsome couldn’t be single! Turns out he's a cheating scumbag! D: Wasting my feelings. Scumbags must die! F: As expected, the handsome ones are never faithful. Those who look too good are hard to handle. Stella, I don’t have high standards for looks. As long as he’s reliable, motivated, doesn’t smoke or drink, that’s enough for me. Do you know any guys like that? A: Boo-hoo, I still like handsome ones. If he’s too ugly, I can't kiss him~

I mused. "Well, I have your answer. For starters, I'm handsome so she will definitely not punch me and also I am quite amicable", he said smugly. I looked at him with a bored expression. Handsome? I could agree but amicable? from which angle? "Seriously?" I asked dryly. He stopped walking and furrowed his eyebrows, "No? you don't think I'm good-looking?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

Why do you say so, boy, man, whatever. "Men can't resist a beautiful woman like her. I mean I know I wouldn't." He just smiled and left. Ree and I just looked at each other. "Bullshit!" Next. "Boy please." We were laughing our asses off. So, because I'm beautiful means I can be involved in scandals and lawsuits? Don't piss me off. "What do you think about Miss Zyra now you've seen her face?" She was interviewing a woman this time. I just hope she’s a girl's girl.

Since when did I react like this to handsome men? I would consider myself not male-centered, I don't easily get swayed by handsomeness, but maybe I was wrong. Or was it just him? How could someone be so attractive and perfect at the same time? It felt like God had taken extra time creating him. “You look tense, Miss Lopez. Are you okay?” Miss Callisto asked. “Y-yeah, I’m fine. I’m just not used to events like this… and please, just call me Cassandra. No need to be so formal with me.”

The same old woman from yesterday, the one with the dialect who seemed to like Alex a little too much. “You’re welcome, ma'am,” I greeted. She waved me off and walked straight to the counter instead. Bad mood too? I rolled my eyes watching her as I held the decorative frame I’d been about to hang on the wall. Then she spoke. “Hey you… where is my handsome man today?” One of my staff stepped forward. “Who, ma’am?” The woman clicked her tongue, as if the answer was obvious. “Papi chulo. The tall, handsome one.” She gestured with her hands as though describing his height. “The one with the pretty face who smiles at this old woman.”

They smiled as if they had received a lot of happiness. “Is that what you mean cousin?” Amel nodded. “He’s so handsome and sexy.” Annie bit her lip. “How about me?” Amel laughed. “I’ve never seen him with a woman. What does that mean?...” “Don’t tell me he—” Annie sighed in disappointment. “There’s no way a guy as handsome as him would like a guy. How could that be? It feels like there are fewer handsome guys in this world. It feels like they’ve been taken away.”