She forced the heat off her cheeks to leave and she looked down, squirming. She felt like a thirteen year old girl, crushing over the cute guy at her school.<br/>"I blushed because you compliment me in a nice way... It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.<br/>" She refused to answer the second question and instead opted to take a quick sip of her drink, smiling softly.<br/>"Would you like to come to my house after this?" She blurted out, drawing her nail across the rim off the glass.