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Smith looked over at us and I lifted my hand wiggled my fingers at him, he smiled at me and did the same. ----------------------------------------------------------- Authors note. I adore Smith and his flirtatious behaviour. What are your thoughts?

It was really a great pleasure to share this story with you, I wrote it with pleasure, I sometimes wrote crying as I sometimes wrote smiling, know that when I write I go there to background just to make you happy. Goodbye THANK YOU

Alex reassures me with a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement. As I watch Alex, I can't help but notice how incredibly handsome he looks when he smiles. It's a rare sight, but when it graces his lips, it transforms his face, lighting up his features in a way that is both captivating and endearing. In that moment, I find myself wishing he would do it more often, allowing me to bask in the radiance of his smile. With a sheepish grin, I thank him once more, feeling a surge of appreciation for his unexpected kindness.

I miss school too! Please put a smile on my face by rating this book and my other books on this website. Leave your comments. I really need more friends on this app. ~Signed: Oma💜

But now, another letter from him arrived out of the blue. Hey Cara!!! I wrote to you again because I missed seeing your smile yesterday. You’ve changed a bit, and I’d love to see more of that sweet little girl’s smile again. Yours Truly, Mister Smith Cara read the letter, perplexed. “Am I really a sad person? How come I haven’t smiled much lately?” She asked herself, pondering his words. She felt confused—if someone asked her, she would say she was happy, but she couldn’t explain why. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden arrival of a text.

"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend. Yes, you can take care of us. Yes, Adam. Yes." The smile that broke across his face was not the thin, self-deprecating smile of the past week. It was not the controlled, professional smile of the CEO or the polite, distant smile of the man at the reception in Zurich. It was a real smile — wide and unguarded and almost painful in its intensity. The smile of a man who had been holding his breath for a decade and had finally been allowed to exhale.

Send me a pic? The smile that's spread across my face can't be denied. The fluttery feeling in my stomach can't be denied either. I've waited my whole life for a man to make me feel this way, and I'm so happy the man to do it is Caleb Harrison. Holding my phone up, I give him my best smile, along with a wink into the camera. Hitting a few buttons, I send it, and wait for him to get back with me. A few minutes later, I get a response from him. A picture of his smiling face.

uff thank god, she agreed, we had our breakfast and went to company, she sat in the couch and started checking the files, I'm staring at her, this is really painful to see her like that, she is the girl who introduced me to emotions, but here she is the one who is being emotionless, it hurts to look at her like that looking at her smile, anyone can forget their worries and smiles automatically but the same face forgotten how to smile, she can't stay silent for a second without messing around, but she is being professional like an expert this hurts me the most suddenly she turned her face and looked towards me, I signaled her to come, she came near me, I pulled her into my lap, she asked "wha

The lady answered. " Then what type of smile is a happy smile?" Holden couldn't help but ask. A smile creeped up the lady's lips on Holden's question. " Well I think a happy smile should be just like this; " The corners of your mouth turns up in a natural curve, you grin naturally and laugh like this" The lady answered demonstrating it. " Com'on, close your eyes and imagine what I am talking about" She said and Holden slowly closed his eyes. He suddenly could see himself in an unfamiliar place, which looked like a seashore. He was putting on white throughout and before him, was a lady putting on a white dress. He couldn't see her face clearly but only saw her lips which was creeped up in a w

Then a warm smile works up to his face, as he calmly apologizes. "I am, so so sorry for his immature driving. We're sorry." He flashes a cute grin at us, at least it was cute at first. Before it slowly turned fake, his eyes squinting slightly, with his lips. Oh gods! What is happening to them? It twitched and curved upwards in an uneasy manner. Like the smile would kill him. He couldn't even hold the grin for long. "He is terrible at making a fake smile." I thought to myself. "I'm Daniel by the way. Daniel smith."