When A Guy Blushes And Looks Down Novels & Stories

He places himself next to me. Damn it Cole, he makes it so hard for me not to blush. I look down at the floor trying to hide. "Are you blushing?" I feel Cole's hand lift up my head, so gently. "You are." He says. But he says it with so much breath. Almost in a raspy sort of way.

"I meant, not like that. But you just, you look, mean." "Mean? I didn't realize mean had a look. So this is what mean looks like?" I said, waving my hand across my face and chest in a showing fashion. I watched his face turn even redder than it was a moment ago and I laughed. "You're definitely adorable when you blush!" I said, causing him to try and hide his face against my chest. I laughed as I wrapped my arms around him. My right hand rubbing his back and I lean down and press a kiss to the top of his head.

Is he really blushing? He stays silent for a while and cups his cheeks suddenly, he looks down at me with his eyes widened, he looks at me for a few seconds while I stare at him puzzled, not understanding what's behind that face of his. "My goodness, you are really blushing," I sneer in a low voice as I curl in my lips holding the laughter. "I..." he stops when my phone rings, looking away I pull out the phone from my trousers’ pocket, its Mr. Mintz. I’m sure why he is calling me now, Mr. Mintz might have got the news.

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

He looks at me with a confused look. — Why not? — Because you think I'm handsome! At that moment, he looks at me with an extremely embarrassed look. smile. He's embarrassed, and it's funny, even too much, I notice his ears turn red. The “intimidating look” sir once confessed to me that when he feels too embarrassed, his ears turn red. Ah, Nate Naetang, you're so cute when you're embarrassed!

Then all of a sudden he lets go and backs off. “I think I had best stop now. Before I get carried away.” I open my eyes and look up at him. He’s actually blushing for once. It’s kind of adorable. I look away and since he’s standing, I find my eyes level with his hips. Now it’s my turn to blush. “Oh.” I have no idea what to say. Bellamy shrugs self depreciating. “Yes, oh. Don’t worry about it.” I find myself looking at the corner of the door, really at anything other than Bellamy.

That's the only thing that I need before my legs starts to shake, my panting getting heavier, and I release violently around him, my body shaking and my vision going white. I barely realize when he pulls his fingers out, and I feel him beside me as I try to calm down my breathing. When I open my eyes turning around, he's staring at me and warmth spreads around my cheeks, my head dipping down to hide away from his gaze. "You're cute when you blush. " He chuckles, and I glare at him through my eyes, unable to hide my own small smile. "Do you..." My eyes shamefully glance down at his pants, and he has a confused look across his face before his brows knit together giving me the feeling that he u

I touched my face, searching for something I can't see. He started laughing. "What's that for". I asked faking angry. "There is nothing on your face physically, your cheek turns red, you have being blushing hard nowadays". He said, I blushed harder, I looked down in embarrassment. "You don't have to be embarrassed, it is normal for girls to blush when talking to me". He teased. "You are now feeling superior, right". I said rolling my eyes. "Yes I am, I am handsome you know". He bragged.

I asked him when we were at a distance from them. "What do you think?" he sniffed jolting me with his scary look. Oh...God but I still don't get it. I raised my shoulder expressing my mind, "Sometimes you make me feel you are so dumb, and sometimes I am shocked by your intelligence" he sniffed holding my waist and drifting towards the wall. I lost balance and was about to fall, "Hold me tight as how you did when riding," he said with his narrowed eyes pointing to mine. Why do I feel he was blushing?

“You two are up to something, I just know it so spill. She states while pointing her index finger at me and giving me the evil eye.” Laughing, I can’t be quiet anymore. “Johnson, can I give it to her now?” I turn to face him and realize that his face is turning red. I have always thought it was cute when people blush, especially men because they don’t hardly ever do that. He hesitates and then nods, saying, “Go ahead. I guess it’s O.K.”