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

Red. Is the idiot....... blushing?

I could hear the laughter in his voice. I covered my face with my hands unable to look at him. "No." I muttered. "It's just that I'm suddenly a fan of yours." I murmured rapidly but he heard. It's a good thing that I don't blush -sorry, I do blush but it doesn't show on my face, thanks to my skin tone. I wondered how my face would look like. "Ah, nae." He laughed. "If it's a picture you want, sure you'd get one." I looked at him and he laughed.

I would give him the benefit of the doubt, but if didn't come today then I'd just be forced to assume that he didn't like me. "Speaking of boys, I um... have something to say." Amy said, looking as red as a tomato. This was huge, Amy never blushed. The only time I had seen her blush was when she gave a teacher she had a crush on a protein bar and he accepted it. We were sophomores back then. I never knew I would be able to witness Amy blush again. "OMG! Amy, are you blushing?" I exclaimed. "Okay, just forget I said anything." Amy waved us off and stood from my bed, but Yuri held her back and forced her to sit still.

"No. I didn’t say that." "You’re blushing." "I never had any guy in close proximity so it might be the only reason I’m… you know…" "Attracted to him?" "I don’t know. He irritates me." "It’s part of the attraction. Don’t fight it. I think he likes you too."

She yelled a good night to me, but I decided to sulk and ignore her. What can make a man blush? Apart from Maya of course. I'm not really mad at her, I'm just weirdly jealous that I didn't see him blush since I was busy with a stupid test. I know I sound creepy but since he saw me and made me blush so many times, I feel as if it's my right to see his blush too.

It's an excuse. "What's hot? Is your air conditioner on, it's still cold inside, how can it be hot? You're just excited, so you're blushing? Am I right?" I asked him and poked his waist. "N-no, honey! Don't be naughty, I'm driving, we might crash," he said to me. I burst out laughing when his blush still didn't really go away. "Gosh, you're just blushing, it means you're excited. Kiss that cheek, honey. How about the lips? You might not be able to breathe because you're so excited," I teased him.

he insists. "I am your saving grace whether you like it or not.". "You are not.". "I am," I fire. "You're not," "I am, ". "I am,". "You aren't,". "I am," "You are not. Simple and short." He says. "Then why are you blushing?" "What?. Blacks don't blush." He laughs. I do too. It comes up so easily that I am afraid. I am afraid to trust this happiness that comes so easy. It's surely a trick of fate. A trick I am falling for with my eyes wide open.

He isn't pleased with my words. But I rolled my eyes. It's his fault he didn't say that I am not his wife but my Aunt is. How could he say that he likes my hair? Did he touch my hair? Uh! That's bad. My heart is beating faster. Am I going to have a heart attack? " Your face is red. Haha! Young people are good at making their spouse blush. He seems to like you so much!" " No. No. You got it wrong. We don't have any special relationship. I am... I am only eighteen!"

My skin prickled under his gaze. “Are you… blushing?” His voice held a note of amazement, his eyes dancing with something tender. I looked away, heart racing. “Does it matter?” He chuckled and leaned in, tilting my chin up with his fingers, forcing me to look into those eyes that always left me weak. “Not that I mind,” he said softly. “I love it—knowing I get this reaction every time.” Embarrassment swept over me. I playfully slapped his hand away, but he was right—I did blush every time. How could I not?

he smirked. I smiled and blushed. Oh God, he is so amazing, isn’t he? He is making me go crazy! “You are the best guy ever” “Oh well, I am not, but I will try now” I chuckled. “If you try more, I will have to pray to God that they don’t recognise you as an angel” I looked at him with concentration and noticed that he was blushing. “Are you blushing, Mr. Max?” I asked. The blush only increased and he smiled. “Can’t I?”