She Probably Gives You Butterflies Novels & Stories

"Why do I get the feeling you're sad?" A delicate brush of Miren's fingertip landed on the butterfly's wing. The docile little butterfly halted the flapping of its wings and awaited the gentle touch of Miren. She was surprised by the silver butterfly's docility and cooperation because Miren thought that the butterfly would fly away from her body because of her touch. Because this docility is very similar to the docility of the little butterflies that Miren's mother used to make, it caused Miren's heart to suddenly become tender.

"You have no idea." The words came out more suggestive than she'd intended, and she saw Marcus's expression shift, heat flickering in his eyes before he looked down at his menu. They ordered, and then Marcus leaned back in his chair, studying her in the candlelight. "So tell me something I don't know about you." "Like what?" "Anything. Surprise me." Emma thought for a moment. "I'm afraid of butterflies." He blinked. "Butterflies?" "I know it's ridiculous. Everyone thinks they're beautiful, but they're so... unpredictable. The way they flutter around, you never know where they're going to go." She laughed at herself. "Told you it was weird."

But I could feel in my heart that there was Enzo written all over me. “I'm sure you think butterflies in your belly qualify as love or the fact that he smiles at you qualifies as love,” she paused, spinning me around by my shoulder, “I assure you Kali, it doesn't. Butterflies in your belly are simply you getting anxiety attacks by the presence of the person.” She let go of my shoulder, “and you should listen to those anxiety attacks and stay away.” I nodded my head, like I nodded to every other words of wisdom mama Soraya always gave me.

The butterflies began to perform acrobatic acts. Some would say that getting butterflies from someone would mean that you are uncomfortable around them. Most of the time, they call it a red flag, a sign to stay away and never entertain them anymore. But why? It feels nice. "You missed me." "Huh?" He smirked as he focused on my face. He moved closer and smiled while placing some of my hair behind my ear. "I can see it in your eyes," he said. "How can you be so sure?" "I just know," he smirked again. It's like he knows how beautiful he is. He knows what he is doing, leaning a bit and biting his lip as he looked at mine. "The way you look at me, I can tell that you are happy to see me."

But instead of screaming and lashing at me, she laughed and looked like an overly joyed monkey instead. "Someone’s being overly defensive.” Dane teased as she crawled back up to the chair. “I knew it, you’re in love." “I'm not.” Dane laughed and her head arched back. “What do you feel when you’re with her, hm?” She asked with her brows going up and down suggestively. “Does your stomach fill with butterflies when you’re with her? Does the wind blow in the air more softly? Or does the moon shine brighter than ever as the moon reflects on her eyes?”

“Just answer me or else—“I threatened him. “Okay~” he sang. I lie down to my bed and I am anticipating the things Matthew will tell me. “Well first you should know who this is.” He said and Oliver is the first person who came into my mind. “You always thinking this person first” “And when you thinking this person you feeling a tingling sensation in your stomach and that is what people called butterfly in the stomach. “ Oliver. I feel it. I am feeling it now that I am thinking of him.

I imagine a deep throaty laughter and sultry eyes, lost to heated passion. “Go introduce yourself to everyone”. Orley orders. Once again she gives the impression of being confused, but then she straightens her lovely shoulders and begin making her way from one man to the next, like a butterfly trying to determine upon which petal to land … which one will be sturdy enough to support her in the manner to which she is accustomed.

She flipped her hands backwards like she was throwing all of that away. "Though I didn't have a choice at the beginning but now that I do, I'm choosing you, because you make me happy and if you ask me why," She looked up at the sky and puffed out air as she blinked back tears. "I don't even know how to explain it. The butterflies I always feel in my belly whenever you're around. The way I want to melt into your body if I have the chance and no matter how much I've tried to deny it, it's slapped me in the face."

All the staff members held their breath to see what she was going to do. She picked up the perfume bottle, sprayed it gently and raised her face. Everyone could see the beautiful smile resting on her red lips. She looked at her fingertips in surprise, and then looked behind her. She raised her hand to gently blow at it, and then raised her face slightly to smile at the air. It seemed as if she were playing with butterflies… Just then, a blue butterfly flew over and surprised everyone present. A butterfly? The creature flew towards the middle of the hot spring. Anna gathered up her dress and chased after it. Wading into the water at a steady pace, she suddenly stopped and turned around,

He waves at me with a grin, making my face to flush with a blush. I return with a small wave. He goes back to his game, and I finally move away from the window and sit on my bed. " He's different, isn't he?" She states, making me to avoid eye contact. I can't admit to that. " Is it normal to feel such crazy knots inside?" I say, glancing her way. " If you mean butterflies, then yes. It's one of the crazy feelings that you get when the person is near." She says, smiling at me.