Novel & Cerita Does She Like Me Back

“Are you satisfied now that you know?” Even with the darkness, I could see the blush on her face when she said, “Yes. What now?” I had thought about that myself but I did not have an answer yet. It was unlike me to not have answers but when it came to feelings and all that sappy shit, I was totally clueless which was why I decided to act dumb. “What now?” “Yes, what now?” She repeated, more sure of herself now that she knew that I liked her. “Do you also like Debbie?”

"I thought we agreed on much love, less ego?" "I wasn't there." I retorted. I heard feet's shuffle in the background before she continued. "You got pissed because he wouldn't give you a handshake. Does this mean you like him?" "You're so dumb! How can I even like a guy I just met?" I asked. "Well, love happens in an instant." She told me. I knew she was trying to get on my nerves and she was succeeding. "If you're gonna find an angle to corner me every time I say something, can I just go to bed?" I asked with frustration.

The loaded question. "I don't know, I think she likes me, but I'm not sure if she likes me likes me," I say. "What does it mean for her to like you like you?" he enquires. "It means she has deeper feelings for me, just like I do for her," I reply. "Does she know you like like her? Have you told her?" "I haven't." "Why?" Dang, this guy should be a detective or something, he's such an inquisitor.

, I asked. She tilted her head to look at me. “What if I don’t like him? What if I can’t feel like that toward him?”, she continued. “Oh, you’ll like him.”, I started. “I’d guess you already do.” “Maybe. But not like…”, she faltered, the pink back in her face. “Not like what?”, I prodded. Her voice was soft as she answered. “Not like I like you.”, she finished quietly.

I teased, laughing. His gaze sharpened. “Then what was she doing here if she wasn’t planning to get back together with you?” I asked. “We’re friends.” “Friends? Really?” “We ended things on good terms, and we stayed friends, if that answers your question.” “Whatever,” I rolled my eyes. “Do you want her back?” He didn’t answer. “You do,” I concluded. “And I think she still likes you too.” His eyes narrowed. “What makes you think that?”

She stood off him immediately and looked into his eyes. “Because I didn’t say anything after that. I didn’t reply to him. I walked off!” She yelled. “Am I supposed to do that?” She asked with a downcast look, grumbling to herself again before falling to his chest one more time. “Nope.” Niko replied. She stood up again, looking into his eyes. “You’re supposed to either tell him I like you back, or I don’t like you. Do you like him?” Niko asked. “Yes!” She replied almost immediately.

I told her. I looked up to see her grin. “Damn straight.” “Are you going back?” I asked without looking at her. “I don’t know.” It wasn’t exactly the answer I was hoping for. “Does he want you back?” “I don’t know. I mean, yes, but it’s not quite that cut and dried.”

she yelled, still not close enough to reach me. “When did you get here?” I managed to say before our bodies collided. After Bianca, she was the only person in this town I still kept in touch with. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back?” “You didn’t exactly tell me you were coming back either. And returning to this town isn’t exactly exciting news to spread around.”

She roamed the office whispering as she made each step, "Did I kiss him back?" She asked herself, not sure if she did. "No, I didn't! I'm not cheap and I'm not hungry for a kiss." She said to herself, "Calm down Ben, calm down." Her mind went back to how soft his lips felt on hers, the kiss was short but held a lot of feelings, deep feelings. "I don't like him, do i?" She asked herself and replied. "No, of course I don't."

She doesn’t know the pack that well, does she? ‘I will come keep you company’ I mindlink. 'Where are you at and I can come and meet you.' ‘I want to be on my own Tate.’ I feel deflated again. It seems the reason she is freaking out is because she is thinking we have mates out there, but she likes me. Or is that my brain trying to be hopeful? I don’t know. But I do like that idea. She had to like me, right? She had definitely been kissing me back, I know that much. She had pulled me to her. That had to be a sign there was something there. Or am I just pathetic and desperate?