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

I shoot back. Aiden crosses his arms over his chest, his honey brown eyes piercing into mine. He is enjoying himself while I am here getting madly embarrassed. Fuck him. “ If you are not blushing, then put your hands down,” He says. “ I don't know why, but I think I like seeing the blush on your face.” “ I am not going to,” I snap. “ Mind your own business.” “ Will you do it or -” “Make me,” I challenge.

Amy said as her eyes widened slowly, I frowned in confusion. "Oh. My. Gosh! He likes yo-" I through my napkin at her face, " no! Why would you even think that?" I asked in disbelief. She narrowed her eyes at me, " or you like him" she stated. I groaned and covered my face with my hands, " none of the above" I said. She smirked " then why are you blushing?"" I'm not! Do you have personality disorder. How can you be hating him one minute then squealing and asking if he likes me the next minute?" I scrubbed my cheeks with my hands.

I ask, joining him at the kitchen counter as we both watch the toasting machine. “one as beautiful as you, with your eyes and your penchant for blushing at every single compliment you are given.” He says looking deep into my eyes. “I can’t help the blushing, it is usually very irritating especially when I don’t mean to blush.” I say, looking down so he does not see how happy what he had said made me. “you sometimes don’t mean to blush? Has it ever been like that with me?” he asks, raising my head so my eyes could meet his.

he remarked with the same smile. "Sorry, couldn't help it" I wiped the non-existent tears. "And I like that". "What?" he furrowed his eyebrows. "Your smile," I said simply. Oh here it goes, he blushed again. "Y-You like my eye smile?" "Yep," I agreed, shrugging. "Though I hate myself to say that". I saw him smiling from ear to ear. I guessed the boy don't get that many compliments. But his fans do right? Was it normal to blush like that?

Was he blushing? “Hey, men don’t blush.” Punching his shoulder playfully, he scurried backwards. "You looked beautiful; I couldn’t help myself,” he said. My heart melts. Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect him to say it, but I actually blushed at his remark. He was just so sweet that it felt surreal; I couldn't contain it either.

Clearly failing miserably. He then takes a step towards me, his towering height making me regret my decision. "Don't try to act tough, you're too cute to be mean." He smirks, turning and walking away. Leaving me blushing like crazy. Why do I always blush when he says stuff like that to me? I mean, it's not like he really means any of it. + Right? I snap out of my thoughts and back to reality when someone roughly knocks my shoulder, sending me flying forward. I throw my hands in front of me and close my eyes, ready for my brutal landing.

“Did he notice you squirming?” “I… don’t think so.” “Liar.” There’s a smile in his voice. “You always blush when you lie. I can hear it.” My finger falters on my cock. “How do you,” “Keep circling, pet. Faster now. But still no gripping.” I obey, breath hitching. “I didn’t blush.” “You did. I bet your cheeks are pink right now. Bet your nipples are tight little points. Pinch one. Hard.”

He bluntly says and I grit my teeth. "I blush whenever I see a naked man, it's not the first time." It isn't a complete lie, I've always blushed whenever I see someone in their naked glory so it isn't a new thing going red, although the reason I'm blushing now is different. "Put something In, Mr Gate, some people love to have their sanity in check you know."

"I love talking to you too. I love hearing you speak. I love the way our eyes connect when we talk. I love everything about the moment we're together" I can't help blushing and lowering my eyes. "Okay!" trying to sound normal, I take a sip of my drink. "You just blush with everything I say. Lord! You're fucking cute!" he shrugs, making my cheeks burn even more. "I'm not blushing!" I groan. "Okay, you're not gonna accept that anyway", he sighs. "So, are we gonna just talk?" "Not a bad idea", I say. "What are we even talking about?"

“It’s just the middle of the day. The last one will be at 11:59.” I giggled, letting him go. I kissed each of his cheeks. My grin widened when I saw him blush. “What’s with that blush?” I poked the side of his torso. “Haven’t been kissed in your cheeks before?” I said, teasing him. “Actually…” He trailed, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. “Not from a girl.” “It’s just a friendly kiss though.” “I know. It’s just… I haven’t been really really close with a girl. I’m waiting for my mate.”