"Whether he doesn't like it or not doesn't really matter, Bella," Ash said, not stepping forward and pressing his hand against the wall she was standing near to half-corner her against it. He leaned down but it wasn't in a motion to kiss her, but to make her aware that he knew she was blushing and he wanted to keep it there. "But do you care if he cares, Bella? You could always tell him the truth. Though . . . ."
He licked at his lips thoughtfully and stood up, "You could also find out exactly how interested he is in you through this. If he doesn't get upset, you'll know that he was doing it for the conquest. If he does get upset, maybe Misha does care. In his own little way.