Novel & Cerita How Do I Know If A Guy Is Jealous

“I do not know how to love… I do not know how to be loved… Why? How does it feels like? Does it make you happy? Does it make you sad? Does it make you feel like you are flying with the clouds in the sky? Does it cradle you with warmth and comfort? How do I even know if it is love?” ~’Your heart… Your heart will know… And if you are stupid enough not to notice it, maybe the signs like thinking of that person you love first thing in the morning when you wake up, when you want to see him, when you want to touch him, when you want to be with him all the time, when you want him to be happy, but at the same time you can get jealous if someone else was making him happy, and you would only wish that

He is an expert, just the way his hands do some circles in my nipples and how he massage me without letting me feel like I am being molested or something, he knows what he is doing. “ Are you jealous?” he stopped his hands and I need to groan because of disappointment. His question lingers in my mind and I needed to ask myself. Am I jealous? Why would I feel jealous? His dark and tantalizing eyes looked at my face until it lands into my half-open mouth and I was shocked when all of a sudden, he puts his two fingers into my mouth without warning causing me to gags.

The moment I touched him, his body went stiff. I scanned his face up close. I could see the tension around his eyes and the slight flare of his nostrils. Oh. So he wasn’t as calm as he pretended. “Raven, have you been acting like this today because you’re… jealous?” I asked, letting curiosity color my tone. The word felt foreign on my tongue, but I genuinely wanted to know because his behavior didn’t make sense otherwise. “Jealous?” he barked defensively, almost like the idea offended him. “Of you? Ha! Don’t be ridiculous!”

I asked, irritation rising in my throat. "Yes, I am jealous!" He admitted it so fast, so fiercely, that it took me by surprise. A small smile tugged at the corner of my mouth despite myself. He's always been so possessive, so easily jealous. And even though I know I should be upset, something about it makes my heart flutter. I watched his jaw clench tighter, his brows furrowing even more deeply. "I don't want other guys coming near you. I know how they think. One look and I can tell they're all just drooling over you like dogs after a bone," he said, his words blunt and harsh.