Flirtatious Comebacks Novels & Stories

She flushed when she noticed. "Please stop staring at me" "Stop being so damn attractive then" He chipped in with a naughty smile and she scoffed. "Aren't you quite the charmer? If I remember correctly, didn't you say my mouth tasted like saltwater? How am I suddenly attractive to you now? "I said it tasted like saltwater. I never said I didn't like it" She blushed and rolled her eyes. "Spare me the flatteries before you make me lose my appetite"

And this left me giggling at my girl. But then he took his palm and rolled her over and now she was near his ear, and fist was about to release on his cheekbones, "And I have an experience of 11 years in flirting. So be ready, " He said to her with his sarcastic smile to. As she looked at him passing him with a disgusting smile. Which was depicting Fuck Off in her smile. Her smile, is enough for any man to fall. For her. If I go back, i haven seen much of her smiles. Apart from smirk.

I cleared my throat and tried to regain my composure before responding. "I thought you would leave your man yesterday. I'm more handsome than him," he smirked like a dog. I felt a rush of confusion and a hint of flattery at his bold statement, unsure how to respond to his playful arrogance. He is the first person I met who has a bipolar attitude. I can't understand his attitude, but he is my boss, so I need to understand him more. "I'm sorry?" I reacted like usual. "Are you flirting with me, sir?" I also smirk, even though I'm nervous right now. If he brings up the time we had sex, I might go crazy. I'm not ready to hear what I did that night, so I just played on my boss's flirting.

His fingers play with the hem of my shorts, teasing the skin where my shorts brush my thigh. I swat at his chest. “Perv!” Then I think back to his use of 'ravishing' and give him a huge grin. "And think that was considered flirting in the fifties. Now guys think it's charming to tell girls they have a nice rack or-" I look him over with a mock frown, "A nice ass." I squeal when he playfully pinches my butt cheek under my short. “Hey. I think I flirt just fine. I've never gotten any complaints before." He tells me with a goofy grin.

he said, still staring at me. Does this still work on girls? Yuck. “I wasn’t going to do anything about it, but then you flirt with me.” I did flirt with him. With my best sexy self, I smiled at him and tilted my head, “well, give me your number and I will call you when I get home.” He diverted his eyes and chortles. I don’t know what’s funny. I waited until he quiet down. though, I secretly don’t want him to. His laughter is arousing.

“Just that you two couldn't tone down the smiles.” I tilted my head. “Seriously?” He shrugged. “What? I’m just saying. From what I saw, you two couldn’t stop looking at each other as well.” He waved his hand dismissively. “And that little goodbye? That was flirting.” “She did the same to you,” I pointed out. “Nah. Nah.” He shook his head slowly. “I know what I saw.” He paused, like he was choosing his words carefully. “It’s either that… or she’s just…cute”

Taking a gander around the room, I noticed that nobody was really paying me any attention. I typed back swiftly. "I did." "Then why…" he answered in mere seconds. I fidgeted in my seat as I recalled his touch. I wasn't sure how we were supposed to be now, but before I even knew what I was thinking, my fingers typed back a flirty message. "I liked it too much…" My face went hot again. It was thrilling in a way that this felt like a secret romance. He sent me back a funny GIF of a Jim Carey fanning himself off and sweating profusely. I stifled my giggle and started to put my phone away.

Who? He smiles at me and God damn that dimple of his is a vagina killer. "And..." I trailed off. "I missed you too." I added sheepishly. I’m flirting. I can’t help but flirt back to an engaged man. There is no taking that back now, he heard it but it felt good to finally say it out loud.

she thought, her fingers hovering over the keyboard. Tiffany’s mind raced, searching for the perfect comeback. She wanted to put Jacob in his place. It was infuriating how easily he got under her skin. Finally, she typed out her response, her lips curving into a smirk: “I didn’t realize you needed glass slippers. Don’t worry, I’m sure we can find some in your size.” She hit send, her heart racing slightly as she imagined Jacob’s reaction. Part of her couldn’t believe she was actually engaging in this flirtatious exchange with him, of all people.

I let out a loud huff in annoyance and sent a reply back again; For your information, I was perfectly fine talking to you before you told me that if I was ''yours'' you'd fuck some manners into me. I wasn't prepared for his response; I'd f*ck you now ;) I just stared at the phone screen, shocked. What was happening right now?! Oh yeah, big words when you are hiding behind a phone screen ;) F*ck it, if he was gonna flirt with me, I'd flirt back, it would be interesting to see where this would go. Invite me over then ;) You're invited :p