Would A Guy Blush If He Didn't Like You Novels & Stories

"And you still claim you don't love me?" "Shut up!" I felt awkward as if I had been caught red-handed. "I don't love you!" "Then why are you blushing? It's just a man doing what men do. If it were anyone else on the street, you'd probably spit on him and walk away. But because it's me, you're flustered." "Don't flatter yourself. I'm not!" "Is that so?" He deliberately rubbed his thumb on my waist, his voice dripping with mischief. "Then I guess it's no big deal if you stay here while I finish."

I was going to make sure that I made it hard for him to get me, just for fun’s sake. Even if I liked him as much as he liked me, he didn’t really matter to me. I had other priorities in life. He noticed my blush and smirked. “Oh, so you’re blushing. You know the saying, right?” he asked, and I nodded my head. Of course I knew the saying.

He looked like some Greek God. "Princess, do you like what you see?" He asked and winked at me. I immediately looked away from his face. My cheeks started turning red like a tomato. Oh God! What was I thinking while shamelessly staring at him? "You know that you look even more sexy when you blush. And I love it when the reason for your blush, is me! You know that you are the cutest thing I have ever seen in my entire lifetime." He told me and I started blushing even more. Don't you think that I blush a lot in front of him? Yes, definitely I do. I should control myself, but my hormones think the other way round. And all this is because of this devil.

"If you were someone kissed by somebody you do not like and you end up seeing him kiss another girl, how'd you feel or react?" "Well, since I don't like him I won't care but of course I'll get mad because he kissed me. But if it's seeing him with a girl, it's not a big deal to me." "If you liked the guy, will it make a difference?" "Of course it will! I will be blowing up!"

He made a jealous face. " Don't be ridiculous! Call Dado sa! " " A kiss first!! " He said. " What?? No!! " " Just one! Please!! What if I get carried away and kiss you while we are on a video call with him? " He said with a raised eyebrow. " Parth this is too much. I would feel shy and conscious in talking to him. " I said. " On the contrary, you will look more beautiful with that natural blush on your face. I just love it!!" He said and I smiled.

I break the eye contact before I get lost in his for good. I also realize that my legs are decussated, perhaps to stamp down that irritating throb between my legs. I don’t understand why my cheeks are burning with rosiness even after breaking eye contact. Him? He should not get me this hot, for goodness sake! I mean, Joe? “What are you not used to that is getting you to blush like a sweet sixteen, huh? Seeing a hot guy like me, or you being called gorgeous?” He asks as he fiddles with his trimmed field hockey beard.

"And I'm just cooking in an apron. It’s not like I’m completely naked." "That's not the point!" "But I read online that humans like this," he said, confused. "You don't like it?" I was about to give him a firm 'no' when he leaned in closer, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "But I see you blush every time." "Th-that's just a normal physiological reaction!" I turned my face away. "Anyone would blush at a sight like that!" "So you admit you like it?" "...Put a shirt on."

“I never said you were. What I mean is that, as your boyfriend, it isn’t fair that my girlfriend blushes around every man, it’s okay, but not in a way that makes them think she’s showing interest in their advances.” “is that how it makes me seem?” I creased my eyebrows. “Well… kind of.” He shrugged. “That’s terrible. I didn’t really realize it. I have to admit that I like it when men hit on me and shower me with compliments, but I don’t want to seem like an easy card to get. I only blush and act nicely because I appreciate their compliments. I wasn’t raised to be called beautiful, I was raised to be known as a ugly piece of trash, so it’s a new light for me whenever I'm complimented.” I trie

I straightened up, building my walls back up in hopes to feel a little bit of strength again. “another male or males in this case has caused the natural human reaction of a blush to tint your cheeks sweetheart.” Levi gave me it straight like he always does. I bit my lips my cheeks growing hotter now that I was aware that they had noticed. Maverick clenched his jaw in the attempt of biting back the low rumble that vibrated in his chest. “But I can’t control how I blush or what I blush at” I spoke to no one in particular. “and I can’t control what I dislike all I know is that I don’t like it” Maverick retorted with yet again a cold tone.

I see him gulp and running his fingers through his hair before saying a word. "I like girls who don't stick to clichés", thankful I give him a huge smile. "See Emi, thanks for the backup Evans", I say while giving him a quick hug. This is how I should greet a potential date, right? I mean, it's weird as I only know him a couple of days. But it does feel good. He blushes slightly, which is really cute. A good-looking, tall guy with tattoos, blushing at my hug. What more could I want, right?