Ken Carson Smile Novels & Stories

"No can do. I will tell her to call you back bye." I hard a dead line at the end of the call and I sent her a text. I looked back out the window and Carlo smiled. "What are you smiling at?" " The fact that you're in love and this girl is driving you crazy. You haven't been this way since , well ever ... Chill we are here".

I didn't know I could do that to someone, make them smile when I barely did. We kept on staring at each other for what seemed like ages. Cameron definitely looked much happier than he did earlier. His cheeks were a pretty shade of red. Why were they like that? I look at him with a frown. He shifts from one foot to another. This was very awkward I must say but not uncomfortable. Weird. I finally clear my throat breaking the silence. "Have a nice weekend," I say as I release our fingers. I start walking away but he quickly grabs my hand pulling me closer to him.

I mumbled under my breath and smuggled into the other side of the car, he had a smile on his face, " An ass-ole you're in love with" He mumbles, " You must be fu--cking kidding me" I glared at him, he laughed louder this time, There was something in his laugh this time around, it sounded real and genuine, this was the first time of seeing Karl smile this way, I'm almost smoothened by it. ALMOST!.. TBC

Like I’m a child with a fever? It’s so at odds with his serious, frowning facial expression, it makes me giggle, breaking my tension. He too breaks into a smile. “Just checking.” He shrugs, bad mood dissipating almost as fast as it started. Boyish Carrero shining through finally. “I’m okay … I’m not sick, Carrero.” I flutter, all aggravation of the last two days forgotten so easily. “Promise?” he looks suddenly so very young; I think it’s relief. I can’t ever stay mad at this version of him. That face could melt icebergs when he turns on the adorable.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him, giving him my dazzling smile. "You just want to know my secret and what I intend to do. Isn't it, Mr. El Devar?" I struggle staring at him. He straightened his back and looked up at the ceiling. He chuckled. "Why are you so good? I'm afraid that you are right?" And he glanced at me, giving me a big smile seeing his even teeth. **** I waited for Mr. Karmi's car to stop in one of the parking lots of a restaurant. My smile widened as he came out unaccompanied and walked into the restaurant. Dinner for himself? Oh, maybe he has someone inside waiting?

It was so cute ≧﹏≦ A rare smile showed on his face, that stunned Kim frozen. Her heart raced as she started to blush again. On the other hand, the three boys sneered and were even more convinced that Jake was seriously sick in the head by watching him act like this. However, just as one of them was about to open his mouth to mock him, Jake talked first. The smile was still on his lips, making him look extremely gentle and handsome, but the words coming out of his mouth sent shivers down all four people's spines.

Now, Carson will handle the rest. My husband’s face isn’t as angry as I expected. Instead, he smirks proudly. “Seriously? You’re okay with every man in the world hearing me, even jacking off to my sounds?” He doesn’t respond. We stare at each other, the rage inside me dying to explode, to escape, while he smiles back at me. I lick my lip before biting on it. Carson’s nostrils flare, and his eyes lock upon my mouth. I stare at him for several long moments. The anger inside me wanes with each passing second.

He brushed soot from his jacket with unsettling calm. And then he smiled. A smile that didn’t belong in a room filled with blood, shattered screens, and gunfire scars. A smile that said he had already won. Justina’s pulse roared. Carson stood in front of her—broad, solid, furious. A wall of muscle and rage, holding back a storm he was seconds away from unleashing. Ezra lifted both palms. A gentle gesture. A liar’s gesture. “Relax,” he murmured, voice smooth as polished marble. “If I wanted you dead, Carson, you wouldn’t still be breathing. And you—” his eyes returned to Justina, “you especially.”

“And keep smiling, Callahan.” ”That one thing actually looks good on you.”