Hiding A Smile Novels & Stories

So much more. It was like he didn’t want anyone to know he was more, though. He hid his depths from people, like a magician. Sleight of hand, trick of the eye, smoke and mirrors. He stood in front of the crowd, making a big production with colorful scarves and wands, and big black hats—or in his case, flirting egotistical smiles and inappropriate advances—while all the while he took your attention off what was really going on, right in front of your eyes, and concealed the very best parts of himself.

she said, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. But I could tell they were hiding something.

But I had to keep it up, to hide the storm still swirling inside me. Before I walked in, I’d sat in my car for five minutes, crying quietly. Then I wiped my tears, fixed my smudged mascara, and reapplied my makeup carefully. I wanted to look put-together, like someone who hadn’t just been falling apart moments ago. I might not look like I’d been crying, but I knew if my smile faltered even a little, the whole party might see the truth I was hiding. My eyes could betray me, so I kept my grin bright and my posture confident to keep everyone’s attention elsewhere.

I coul‌d‍n’t hide my s⁠mile. Len​a laughed harde​r. “But w​ait​ it​ seems‍ you’re falling for Alpha. I mea​n look at​ your red cheeks​! You can​not hi‍de it from me. I know you too wel‌l. Th​e‌ way you t​alk about him. The⁠ way your face​ changes.‌ It is‌ cute. And a li⁠ttle s‌cary. But m‌ostly cute.”

She looked at me with fear of being caught and I hid my smile. “Let’s see if that’s true now, shall we?”

he said, "this was my plan." I put my face in the water to hide the smile.

She didn't want to say anything, they didn't need to exchange names or make plans, after all she may not be here tomorrow. Instead, she walked off, matching the pace of the crowd, and stopped in a doorway to an empty classroom to listen in hopes of hearing a name. sadly, she couldn't catch anything over the noise of students clomping past like a heard of elephants, so she abandoned any further pursuit for the day, but the sense of accomplishment lasted, and left her smiling all day. Unfortunately, smiling apparently made her look all the more approachable, and that’s when she started to wonder if maybe her charms were wearing off?

It’s enough to break the trance. “I have a private booth,” I whisper against his lips. “We can curtain it off.” His smile is pure alpha hunger. “Let’s go.”

said Val pouting making Jack gasp. “Really!!!” “Are these…” Val nodded her head pinching his cheeks and bit his nose. “Yes hubby, these are the shells you gave me on the beach during our first shoot” said Val giggling like a kid. “How come I never knew about them?” asked Jack amused His Vanilla is really good at hiding things. She hid his notes, handcuffs and pregnancy and now seashells he gave her years ago. She even made them into accessories. “I don’t want you to gloat about my feelings for you. I hid them with my jewelry. I just want to remember our moments, so I made these. Do you like them?”

acting normal "Uh..Yeah- I meant no..there's nothing wrong" She said nervously "Then..who is it you've been trying to reach so hestatily?" Brooke asked and she shrugged "It doesn't sound to me like..you've been here for seconds Brooke.." She said and he chuckled "Do you have something to hide that..you're being so nervous and questioning?" He asked narrowing his eyes "Not at all..why?" She asked "Then answer me.." He responded and she gave him a faint smile