Sweet Words To Make Him Smile Novels & Stories

I said and he smiled a bit and placed his index finger on my lips. " No need to be sorry, honey. " " Now halwa?? " I asked. " Dress?? " he asked instead of answering. I smiled and nodded. He smiled and took the halwa and ate it. " You make awesome foods especially sweet things. " " It is not like that. You have 32 sweet teeth so you love sweets." I said and he ate the halwa and smiled. " I love everything you make, but sweets... Ufff... Awesome, amazing, delicious, out of the world... " he smiled looking into my eyes. My heart skipped a beat.

His sweet words actually made tears spring to my eyes, and he simply kissed them away and smiled that adorable smile at me. Everything was perfect. I never thought I would be this happy with a man. For all my life, I had never even dared to dream that I would have the perfect guy all wrapped up into one gorgeous, charming, smutty, perverted package. I really was the luckiest girl in the world.

I fake a gag. “ Never call me that again” He smirks “ You sure you don’t like it?” I scoff “ pfft why would I? I’d rather jump into an active volcano than subject myself to the torture of listening to you try to be sweet.” A ghost of a smile hovers on his features and he bites his lips. I’d give anything to have him bite me like that. Okay! Time out, pregnancy hormones. That was not me speaking, I promise. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards himself. An involuntary gasp escapes my lips. He runs his nose down the column of my neck. “ You always smell so sweet, Sugar. Like a field of roses on a warm summer day.”

He asked, a small smile on his face "Make me feel like I'm the most precious thing to you, you make me feel loved, you make me feel cherished, you make me feel like I'm enough" I said as his smile grew, his hands went to my cheeks and he softly caressed my cheeks as he smiled up at me, He chuckled softly, and then his hand fell from my face as his fingers traced patterns on my hand. "Really? I'm glad I make you feel that way, " he teased.

I tried to Smile. "No you are extremely sweet and the gazal was beautiful. What is bothering you? Any person would be happy to have you in his life. He has to be an idiot if he doesn't like you. Please don't cry. " he said so sweetly that I smiled. I was falling...

" You don't smile a lot so I know real from fake," " But It's real!" I said, perplexed. That was a real one. " Maybe you just don't know my smiles as well as you think," I crossed my arms against my chest as he spoke so fondly of my smiles. " There's the victorious smile, but usually it's always a smirk. The one for Lucas, it's the excitement and most real one, and then, there's Wyatt's smile, the one from the heart, gentle and shy; cheeks burning, butterflies erupting in the belly and pure tenderness and admiration," he explained. Azriel's voice was freaking pure and amazing. Soothing to listen to,

"I like it, Because, I never want to see a frown on your face you should always wear a smile. A very happy smile." "I will," peace replied with a smile. That Sweet smile made me want to kiss her. "Good' I said as I kissed her. I just can't resist peace, I want her so badly that it usually feels like I shouldn't have any meal and only eat her up. "Nice" peace said as I broke the kiss. "I like that."

he said, hesitating for a moment as if weighing each word, “I want to know… what makes you smile when the world feels so heavy?” I searched his face, seeing genuine curiosity there. “I… I think it’s the little things,” I said slowly. “The way the rain leaves everything glistening, the sound of crickets at night, the way your hand feels in mine…” I paused and then added in a quieter tone, “The way you look at me, sometimes.” Theron’s smile grew a little wider. “I like that,” he said softly. “I like knowing that, in a world full of hurt and betrayal, there can be moments like this—moments of beauty and warmth.”

Just like how I feel every time he looks at me. ["Passionate Love": He smiled at me today! Actually smiled, right at me! It feels like the whole world is blooming with flowers! My heart won't stop racing. Must grow the most passionate red I can create, like my heart burning for him! Like the fire in my chest that never goes out!] ["Promise": He said he would always protect me. Those exact words. 'I'll always protect you, Elena.' Champagne color suits eternal promises best, elegant yet firm, just like the security he gives me. Just like how safe I feel when he's near.]

I don't stop or turn to look at him, I keep walking, but I bet he knows I'm smiling from molar to molar because he says… “I'm glad I was able to make you smile. Sweet dreams, my love.” My heart melts like butter in a microwave. This man will be the end of me!