Blushing Heavily Novels & Stories

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.

"Look at your reflection in my eyes and you'd know just how comely you are." "I believe you." My voice wobbled and I shifted my gaze. "You're lying again." He chuckled and shook his head. "See." He pointed to the tip of my ears and showed me his phone camera. I gaped when I saw it was real! There should be a story about the girl whose ears turned red whenever she lied. "But how does this happen?" I thumbed my ears. "You probably get nervous or something. It's just like blushing and getting a red face." He smiled from eye to eye. "You're rare."

I got up from the bed quietly and rushed to the bathroom. Why is my face so red? Am I blushing? Argh! I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror in front of me. I slammed my face with both of my hands while asking myself why are you being so obvious? Something is beating faster. I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heart beating so fast. You're not a teenager to react like this. Stop it! I slammed my hands on the sink and shouted, "I'm a grown up woman and I should behave like one."

“The shower of course, I need to clean up my wife after making her do some exercise” I was so shy and ended up hiding my face between his chest, “Come on Angel, you don't have to blush, it's just the two of us” I playfully hit his chest, “Ouch….that hurt” He faked, “It's exactly because of you that's why I'm blushing”

I spoke quickly. "Y-yes," I grumbled, "I'm sure of it. I'm not blushing. It's hot here, so my face turns into red." He laughs louder. I gave him a frown. ''I don't believe you, sweetie," he said. "You're not telling the truth to me. You're blushing and you can't deny it to me. I know what it means, especially when a woman is blushing in front of a man. If I were you, I would tell the truth, so we could be done with this and maybe we can talk about other things.''

"I can't?" My cheeks flush with color, shades of pink and red pouring out onto my face, all for him to enjoy. It gives me away, well, the blushing and the nervousness that I am making very clear. I can't even stand right—my fingers messing with the hem of my shirt is not helping. "You. . . You can't." "Are you going to try and run away? Should I take your keys again?" He plays along, enjoying this very much. I blush even harder, my hands swiping at my face as if that will take it away. What would a normal girl do? What would she say? My mind is running blank. "What does this mean?"

“That is the face of an extremely dependable guy” Oh. Oh wow. That was a compliment. I can feel the blood rush into my face. I really don’t do compliments. “Are you blushing Sorahiko?!”. Saeko shouts, sounding like an excited schoolgirl. I bring up my hands to cover my face, she tries to grab them, I smack her hand away. Damn it! I hate blushing. It’s embarrassing. “You’re blushing? You’re blushing aren’t you?!”. She keeps trying to pull my hand away. Stay away wench.

he screamed. Daisy sigh regretting she used the water on him,that had made the scales to stretch,he was going through the cleansing and she'd ruined it because of worry because even she'd gone through the same thing and it was excruciating. "Okay daisy, what's going on?My skins is turning blue" " C'mon it won't stretch than that 18 yr old CEO, It's just that spot"she rub her chin " You came here with a message"

“What makes you think I can take that one off?” Cursing under my breath, I hook my hands into the waistband of his briefs and begin to tug them down. Why the hell is my face heating up? I’ve done this a gazzilion number of times. So why in God’s green earth am I blushing like a freaking virgin who’s seeing this part of a male’s anatomy for the first time? What the fuck is wrong with me?

He actually wanted to say that right here in this hall in a class of over fifty people present. "Are you nuts! Did you really wanna say that loud" I whisper yell at him my cheeks going a darker shade of red. Zeke put his hands over mine which us clamped on his mouth and shoves it down gently. "You are blushing Blaze" he grins and I feel my cheeks heating up again. "I'm not blushing!" "You are" "I'm not!" "Of course you are" I sigh exasperatedly. "Shut the fuck up Zeke!"