Sweet Words To Make Him Smile Novels & Stories

I said giving him a sheepish smile. “Why are you so sweet?” he said lifting my face up by holding my face in his hands. “I'm sweet because I always eat ice cream” I said stuck my tounge at him. "you and your ice cream obsession" He gave me his mesmerizing smile which made my legs week. “Am I looking that handsome” he asked breaking my stream of my thoughts with a sly smirk on his face. “No” I said. Not just hot you are looking hotter I thought.

"gosh Jaden who taught you to be so cheesy? I know It wasn't Me definitely not me" he smiled back at her. " I want you to keep smiling like this all the time it looks so good on you because I've never actually seen you smile" " I've smiled different times you no stop making it sound like it once in a while or a thing of the century" "I know but those aren't really smiles those were just not that but seeing you like this laughing with all of your heart and smiling all the way to your ears it comes over to your eyes as well it's absolutely wonderful and I know that the guy that you will fall in love with you again will be so lucky because he will get to wake up and see the smile everyday"

He was like a puppy all the time, So happy and cheerful, His smile could light up the room. 'Not as beautiful as you'. He just shot me with his typical look. The look that said ''Stop being cute, it's too adorable''. I knew that's what it meant because he took great pleasure in telling me that exactly every chance he got. I placed a kiss on his lips and gave the flowers a further inspection. 'Hmm... I suppose they would brighten up the house'. 'Oh, Look, Lavinder!'. Bending forward, He picked some up, Wrinkling my nose, I moved away, I HATED Lavender. Rolling his eyes, He put it down again and went for the Daisies. This carried on for a little while.

My face heats up and a sheepish smile makes its way onto my lips, only to explode in a grin. “Gods, I love seeing you smile,” he says, stroking my cheek. “I want to see that every morning when I wake up and every night when I fall asleep.” I cover my face to hide my smile. “Argh, why are you being so sweet to me? I’m not used to this!” He chuckles and pulls me into his arms. “Well, I'd recommend you get used to it quickly, little rabbit, because I don’t intend on stopping any time soon.”

I don’t try to fight the smile growing on my face. “It’s the sweetest thing ever done for me.” He leans in, almost suffocating me with his scent. His lips press against my cheek, causing my eyes to close in reaction. His lips are warm and soft, making butterflies appear in my stomach. The sparks are making it hard to breathe, but I don’t want the feeling to go away.

Is he going to ask me a kiss? He brushes his fingers against my lips ever so softly. I closed my eyes feeling his touch. Seven years ago, I buried my love. But how can his small touch can bring back that same feeling? "Smile" He whispered, leaning close to my ears. I immediately opened my eyes. Smile? But I thought he was asking me for a kiss. "What??" I asked, looking confused. "I just want to see you smile. I exactly want to see you happy. It hurts too much to see you cry. I hate it when you cry. So please smile for me, sweetheart" He said. I looked at him with stunned expression.

He can change so quick, too much that she can't figure out which is real. "What is it?" "Your smiles. They are sweet."

he said, and I rolled my eyes. “Stop being hopeless romantic,” I said, flushed. “Uh-huh! Who was being a hopeless romantic moments ago?” He teased me, walking us through the debris. “Not me. I was just speaking facts,” I shrugged, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I am speaking facts as well,” he said. “You have this superpower of smiling and making others smile even in tough times,” I said. “You are the origin of that superpower,” he said. “I am going to get diabetes in my ears if you keep saying sweet things like this,” I pressed my lips in a blunt line.

"Yes, you always call me sweetheart, sweetie pie, love, my love, babe, and all of that." "I'm sure I've said it once before at least but yes, I do like calling you all of that too." "Well it sounds nice. You saying my name makes me feel all nice inside." He smiled and placed his forehead on mine, "you simply looking at me makes me feel all nice inside. You don't ever have to say a word, don't even have to smile, all you have to do is look and I'll give you the world." "If I make you give me the world, what would be left for us to live in?"

“ Yes, he is outside. May I ask him to come in?” “ Wait! Let me see the flowers…”, I need to prepare myself for a new trap from Jean. And nothing better than to smell the scents that remind me of my mother, my childhood, and all the best they brought to me, including the CEO, “They are beautiful! How did you find them?” “ What won't I do for you?”, he lightly touches my face, careful not to hurt my bruises. - I love you, Chloé. “ I know, I'm your sweet smell of seduction, remember?”