Contagious Smile Novels & Stories

But by the end of the third invitation by a second ranked official's wife, I couldn't keep my smile intact to my face. And after that, the jerk Reuben kept pocking me with his pointy elbows to smile some more every time my smile got constipated due to the ache in my stretched jaws, to which I had to painfully comply. Thus, my beautiful constipated smile turned more and more awkward, to the point where even awkwardness felt awkward (God! Did that even make sense?).

I said. “And his smile— which you are a sucker for,” Hamon added. I punched him in the arm to make him stop teasing me. But he was right; I like guys who smile as bright as day, especially with a very handsome or cute smile. It makes me melt every time. But, I cannot do that as I won’t fall for a trap. I don’t know this person; who knows what his intentions are? But man, he was absolutely handsome.

he said flashing a bright smile finding the situation funny. She was stunned for a brief moment, it was the first time she saw him smiling, it was surely not as cheerful as Michael's smile but it was a bright and warm smile one could offer and not mention that he looked utterly handsome with that toothy smile showcased on his graceful full lips. Clearing her throat, she tried to brush his handsomeness out of her focus. "You should not listen to someone's conversation and I was not blaming Michael, I am stating the truth that guy shows too many emotions and his behavior is contagious." Maria said justifying herself as her habit and she could not understand that why was she explaining herself

he gave me that smile again that seems to be captivating me. itsclarixass

I say smiling. He smiles at me revealing his white pearly teeth; I can’t help myself but smile too, he’s smile is so contagious, pity he doesn’t smile more often. “You should smile more often” I softly slap my cheeks; I hadn’t realized that I said that out loud.

It was the kind of smile you give someone when you've stopped being hurt and started being dangerous. "Of course you will," I responded "You always do,” my smile came out mischievous.

I wondered though what made him so sad. "1096, you will soon go to a nice place." He told me as he flashed me a smile. However, with an advance intelligence like mine, I could tell that his smile was not real base on the muscle movement around his facial tissue as well as the amount of energy he exerted just to sport that smiling face. Besides, a simpered smile only required six muscles to move; which was relatively less compared to a real smile because a real one would require a minimum of ten muscles to move. In which not only the upper lip and corners of the mouth were lifted, but also a few muscles within the eye corner would have to be moved. However, despite knowing all of that, I dec

my mom asks, the corners of her mouth lifting into a tiny, cat-like smile. #Cha

I couldn't help but wonder what was causing that smile, what thoughts were running through his mind. His smile was contagious, and it gave me an unfamiliar sense of hope. It was as if, in that moment, all the doubts and fears were momentarily pushed aside. I couldn't deny the connection I felt with him, the bond that was forming between us. It was a glimmer of possibility, a ray of light amidst the darkness that had overshadowed our relationship thus far.

Greg notices me looking at them, and he smiles, “What?” I shake my head, “Nothing.” He looks suspicious, “You’re doing that thing.” “What thing?” “The emotional smile.” I gasp, “I do not have an emotional smile.” He nods seriously, “You do.” I narrow my eyes, “You’re lucky you’re hot and attractive.” He looks delighted, “I know.”