Signs A Guy Is Crushing On You Novels & Stories

So that's what he thinks about. "You're sick," I say quietly. "What was that?" He leans in all of a sudden, his front crushing against my back and his face by my side. "I didn't catch that. Speak up, Crystal." He's doing this on purpose, I shouldn't be affected by this. It's a cheap attempt to get me to fall for his trap. I swallow hard, almost tasting his sweet mouth on my tongue. My thoughts flash with images of us kissing and my heart picks up the pace when his hands start to creep up my body and he wraps them around me, crushing me back against his whole hard front.

He’s bi! He admitted to having a crush on me but didn’t have the courage to talk to me until he saw me sitting by myself this afternoon. The guy had the most swoon-worthy green eyes, full, kissable lips and a body to die for. Ugh, what is it about jocks that just gets me so worked up? We were meeting up for a movie on Friday night, and who knows what could happen afterwards?

,he smirked while making me more comfortable in his strong muscles as I inhaled his deep scent now mixed with mine. I couldn't help but pull his cheeks. "Don't do that babes you know it will trigger me ",he shamelessly said making his head back from my hold and I pinched his shoulder earning a whimper from him. How would i stay with this man who was affecting me everytime with his every act. My eyes fell on the lipstick mark on his shirt at near his callor. "Krish I spoilt your shirt see it is little soaked with my tears and there is lipstick stain also ",I said wiping it with my hand but it was enhancing more. God it's not leaving.

I pressed my hand against his mouth, stopping him from asking any further. "It's a secret." He held my hand away from his mouth and gave me an angry look. "Tsk tsk, where did you learn keeping secrets from me?" He suddenly gasped when he realized something and placed his hands on his mouth, "Don't tell me...you have a crush on him already!?" • • • •

A tingly, electric numbness shot through me, and my knees almost gave out. I didn't dare meet his predatory gaze. In the next second, his lips caught mine in a searing kiss. "Don't worry," he murmured against my mouth. "I'll make you feel good."

His shorts ride low on his hips and he’s not wearing a shirt, making my mouth dry up. It’s just a crush.

“Yep, looking like a proper cowgirl.” The compliment has me paying more attention to his body language. The way he’s leaning in, smiling, and the way his eyes fall to my lips has me wondering if he likes me. “Now, if I could get you out on the dance floor, I’d be able to see if you can move like a cowgirl,” he chuckles, and I laugh a bit too. He continues to flirt after we order our food, making it more obvious that he has a crush on me.

“What’s going on? Is this some kind of prank?” He walked over and leaned down to turn on the bedside lamp. Only then did I notice the look in his eyes. It was soft, yet with an intensity that felt almost possessive. I stared at him, bewildered. He gently stroked my face, his voice carrying a tenderness I had never heard from him before. “Alex, I love you.” My mind went blank. I stared at him in disbelief. “Felix, you—” Before I could finish, he leaned in and kissed me, one hand cradling my back while the other held my head firmly in place, leaving me no room to move.

“I’ll be right back.” He gently removed her hand from his arm and started walking toward me. Every step he took made my pulse race faster. My heart began to pound so hard I could feel it in my throat. Every step he took felt unreal, like the world was narrowing until it was just us. Then suddenly, someone grabbed his arm. I froze. It was a guy. Good-looking, tall, and confident. The kind of guy who didn’t look nervous standing beside Odell Johnson. “Nice party,” the guy said casually. “Happy.”

Trixie held his gaze, seeing admiration, respect, and to her surprise a spark of lust, perhaps? You’re reading too much into this, stop it. You’ve got a crush on him so you’re seeing signs that aren’t even there. She cleared her throat, then got to her feet. He caught her completely off guard by doing the same, which ended with them standing face to face, mere inches apart. She watched his eyes break contact with hers and focus on her mouth for a long moment before he said, “Yes, well, I have another meeting in about ten minutes that I need to prepare for.”