Signs He Has Strong Feelings For You Novels & Stories

The warmth of him was all-encompassing, and I closed my eyes, letting the steady thrum of his heartbeat calm me. “You feel that?” he asked, his hand sliding to rest on my waist. “That pull between us… stronger than any moon mark, stronger than anything I’ve ever known.” I nodded, letting my hands rest on his chest. “I feel it,” I whispered. “Every second I’m near you, I feel it.” His lips brushed against my temple, gentle yet possessive, and I shivered. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I can’t… I won’t ever let you go. Not now, not ever.”

“He wasn’t. He was just being nice to her. He always is after they do a round of IVF. He would bring her breakfast in bed, dote on her, and do everything he could for her. He just wanted to make sure that she was comfortable.” I remained quiet for a moment before sighing. “Does he have feelings for her?” “No.” “How can you be so sure about that?” I whispered. “Because I’ve seen how he is with women. I’ve been his sister in law for decades, Naomi. I have seen him when he loves someone, and then there is you. I’ve never seen him look at anyone the way he looks at you! What he feels for you is different from what he has ever felt for anyone else. Trust me when I say that you’re it for him,” she

It was something I couldn't control even if I wanted to. "You're the first girl who's ever made me feel weak and strong at the same time," Caden continued. "Weak because I can't stop wanting you, can't stop thinking about you even when it's torture. Strong because being near you makes me feel like I could take on the world." He stepped closer. His hands came up to cup my face gently. "I'm not just attracted to you, Zana. I have real feelings for you, deep feelings that scare the hell out of me."

I let go of the kiss and stared into his eyes. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered and claimed my lips again, dragging his fingertips across the back of my neck, leaving a sensual and intimate feeling—and showing a gesture of affection. I know we’re attracted to each other but why does he have to be like this? Why do I feel like he’s also falling on me? Suddenly, his hand touches my bare thigh as the hem of my dress lifted. Now, I’m assuming… that he’s in love with me. Zero held me into my waist as he gets up and leaned on the headboard. Now, I can feel his hardness, poking my center. Damn, I don’t wear cycling shorts.

He can usually read between the lines when I bring up any kind of situation. "Crap. You've thrown a hard bullet to dodge." His gaze then drifts to the photographs. He doesn't reach out to take any, but he doesn't need to. He can skim-read the contents of them. "Are you worried that Amber's heart is hanging in the balance?" he asks seriously. "Answer my question," I ask calmly. He clicks his tongue. "There are signs, of course. The looks, the way her heart races when she's with you. Her smiles... The unconscious way her body seeks you out. Her... Mmm... The way she reacts when... Intimate," he answers a little uncomfortably.

Was he about to unleash his brutish self on her? "The hard way?" "No contract, no signatures, just instinct." He stepped closer. "The surge you felt just now.... it confines you're in heat, Sera. Not full heat, not yet, but it's coming. I can smell it. Your body knows what it needs. And I'm the only one who can give it to you." Shestepped back again. His presence and proximity were doing something to her body, it was stirring up something she didn't want to name.

I’d rather rip my own throat that let my father control me and rip anyone’s throat. It can’t be. I shook my head refusing to believe the looming thought even if I’m sensing a few signs that I might’ve imprinted on him. I feel utterly in heat whenever I’m around him. I feel the desire to see him and that kiss? That kiss made me desire for more. It was just a few signs and clearly, it’s not enough to conclude that I have imprinted on him but still… and to think that I’ve already shut this emotion down and locked it up in somewhere the deepest cell of my heart was a shitty thought.

I said with finalization and she nodded her head "What will you do if you found out your Secretary doesn't have a girlfriend" I scoff putting on a fake laugh "He said to me with his own mouth that he has and I've seen them together" "But has he shown any attitude that shows he loves you?" My mind flashes back to memory lane, and I smile Every part of him, his possessive attitude, his whispers and caress, his domineering and caring nature all of that turns me on so damn much and makes me crave for him every passing minute

I turned around to face him. I scooted closer and grabbed the fabric of his shirt. He gripped my wrist and held my stare. My lips parted, and my tongue darted out to lick my bottom lip. I tugged on the shirt. There’s no way he’s stopping me. “Don’t you want to show me how hard you are?” He swallowed hard. “No wonder I thought you smelled great today. You’re in heat. It’s so strong now.” I tilted my head to the right. “Again? Isn’t this odd?”

"Like I said, I care about you." God damn it! Was he using his powers on me? Is that why I was finding myself drawn to him right now? I took a step back and out of his arms but he closed the distance again. Before I knew it, I was against a tree and his arms were at my sides. I had to turn things around. "I get the strong feeling that you want me." "I might." He was barely able to speak. I gazed at him, stroking his hair. "You do." Now I had him backing up. "You've been flirting with me for months now. Spill it. What's going on?"