Blushing Furiously Novels & Stories

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

James said smoothly, a playful glint in his eyes. I glared at him. “Are you enjoying this?” “Only slightly.” I shook my head, heat crawling up my neck. I never blushed, but here I was, radiating crimson. “God, now I can’t stop thinking about that.” He chuckled softly. “You’re blushing.” “I am not blushing.” “You’re very red.” I turned around before he could say anything else and walked straight toward the next aisle, my shoulders stiff. "Let’s just get the damn saffron."

she murmured, I heard it this time. "Why? Do you like him?" I asked, surprised. I approached where she was. "You know, I'm friend with him. I can help you get close to him if you want," I suggested. "Of course not," she refused while still shaking her head. She handed me the new glass with water. When I got up we went back to the couch and sat down again. I took my medications first before speaking again. "Why do you seem to be affected? There are only a few things that can make a person blush. First, if you have a fever. Second, if you are angry. And third, if you’re shy," I explained.

Because he immediately flinched and averted his gaze, crossing his arms against his chest. That didn’t hide the blush that was slowly climbing up from his neck to the tip of his ears. Covering my mouth, I stifle the snicker that was dying to come out. Of course, that didn’t lay unnoticed by Auster’s senses. Immediately he sends me a glare that was so icy I thought I would be a block of ice in just a few seconds. The thing was, a glare could only do so much, when you’re blushing like a tomato. “Stop laughing at me!”

In the brief second, I had thoughts drowning in my mind about the amount of things I could do to her at the very moment in the car. Back at home, the crazy thoughts invaded my mind, but I was unable to pull them away. Her cheeks flushed red on the spit, and she blew out slight airs through her lips on cue. trying to reduce heat had raised her cheeks. She was blushing as hard as I could tell.

“So where exactly are you taking your girlfriend?” “She’s not my girlfriend.” I shot back. “Yet,” Jeremiah added. I grabbed my keys from the desk immediately.“I’m leaving.” “Oh, he’s embarrassed now. I can see his red puffy cheeks now.” He kept on teasing me. “I’m not embarrassed.” “You’re literally blushing.” He pointed out. “I literally cannot blush.” “That sounds medically incorrect.” I headed toward the door quickly before they could continue. Unfortunately Geoffrey called after me again. “Don’t scare her away!”

I said. “Obviously.” “I’m not going to look at you.” “You’re looking at me right now.” “This is different.” “How?” “Because right now there aren’t NHL scouts and cameras and your entire future career between us.” “There’s three hours of highway between us and you’re still blushing.” “I’m not blushing.” “Your chest is red.” I looked down. The flush had spread from my neck across my collarbones, visible above the neckline of my oversized T-shirt. “That’s — a temperature thing.”

Nora freezes, feeling her face heat up with embarrassment at being caught in this vulnerable state. Turning around quickly, her cheeks now flushed a deep shade of crimson, Nora struggles to find her words. "Uh... I..." she stammers, her voice barely audible as she meets Terry's gaze, feeling utterly exposed and mortified by the situation.

“I’m sure you say embarrassing things deliberately.” “Yes, yes I do,” I quipped playfully and leaned in to place a kiss on Rem’s nose. “You turn a delightful red when you blush,” I teased, which caused Rem to take on that delectable shade of red as I knew he would. With a roll of his eyes, Rem shook his head and bashfully looked away from me, his hand squeezing my own in affection. “Awful,” he complained again. “I can’t pretend to be all cool if you make me flustered in front of people,” he added.

he chuckled and quickly glanced down to wipe his eyes with his cheeks reddening slightly. I need someone to pinch me right this instant. Am I dreaming or is the bad boy really blushing right now?