Blushing Chart Novels & Stories

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he whispered softly but enough to mesmerize the whole me. I could feel my cheeks turn red and heat up. I'm blushing. He's close to me and he's staring too much! "Ugliness. That's being spread all over your face." Dang it?!

I looked at her with confusion, "Do you want to stay here for the whole day?" "Guys, I want to say something," She asserted but her face was tomato red with a blush. What causes her to blush hard? I and Anna exchanged our looks and sat again. "Yes, tell us," Anna leaned further hopefully as she was desperate to hear something romantic. "Actually, umm... I'm..." Remya stuttered while blushing red. Her skin was glowing and sparkling with unknown charm. Her ear to ear smile and glossy eyes were saying something good but what, I can't guess it.

My blood started rushing, making my cheeks flush with heat, turning them red. "This is going to be fine, right?",

l am telling you the difference between Smiling and blushing" favoue corrected. She folded her arms across her chest as she spoke. "So, what you're saying is that you weren't blushing but smiling?". Matt asked with a raised brow. "Exactly." "Oh, I see." Matt nodded and tapped his lips with his finger. "Then why are your cheeks so red, if you aren't blushing? Are your cheeks hurting?". "My cheek hurts so much that I can't even explain why". Favour replied, following his words too. "But, you've been blushing all day and it gets me wondering why your cheek doesn't seem to hurt because if it hurts I'm sure you won't keep doing it the entire time."

“No, it’s not. I told you I’m saving the date you owe me for a rainy day, one where you promise me I get to keep you forever.” I blush, thankful he can’t see it because I’m in coyote form. “I know you’re blushing.” Before I can respond, he adds, “Even in coyote form, it’s one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.” Unable to control it, I blush again, wondering how Phantom’s able to tell I’m blushing beneath the heavy coat of fur covering my skin. “How can you tell?” “Your body temperature rises every time you blush. I feel the warmth radiating from your face.”

“…letting you feel how much I want you and wish we were alone again.” I watched as a pink tint spread into her cheeks. It is the first time that I can ever remember her blushing. I have seen her cheeks turn red in anger but blushing that was new. And sexy as hell. I think I’m going to like this being mated thing.

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

How could I think about that right now? "Mommy, your face is so red. Are you sick?" Noah suddenly turned his head and said after seeing my face. I was feeling shy and Noah's words made me want to flee now. Patricia comforted Noah, "A blush doesn't mean sick." "Really? Why?" Hedwig was very curious. Patricia smiled and explained, "People blush when they see someone they love!" I was more embarrassed. Blake curled his lips and smiled. "Well, I'm finished. I still have work." I couldn't finish my breakfast. I wiped my mouth with a tissue in a hurry and left the table.

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?