Tomato Blush Novels & Stories

Seeing her still applying blush while going in and out to pick clothes, he asked, "What's that red thing in your hand?" "Blush, to add some color," Eranthe replied. Colin thought for a moment, his face turning unpleasant, "So when you see me blushing, it's all because of blush?" Eranthe was initially stunned, then almost burst into tears of laughter when she realized, "Huh? Do you think I walk around blushing every day in a shy state?" Colin picked up his forks, "Let's eat!" Eranthe sat down with a smile, her eyes constantly glancing towards him.

There I go again with the tomato blush. “You make me blush way too easily.” I mumble. He pulls me closer suddenly, and puts his arm over my shoulder. “Well, I love that about you, your reactions.” Then he leans down and kisses my cheek loudly. “let’s take a stroll, shall we, baby?” I laugh hard as we walk towards wherever it is he wants to take me. “Wait, wait.” I pull on his hand and he groans. “I’m not kidnapping you or killing you or even taking you on a hike or anything, I promise on my mother’s Chilli Con Carne.”

"Yes ma'am! Two black coffees and a tuna sandwich coming right up!" "Then I'll be just here." Tybalt smirks as he takes the seat near the counter; never taking his eyes off of her. She looked so cute when she blushes and that was why Tybalt couldn't help but tease her. He had thought that this one would be tough, the kind that isn't easily swayed or someone who would likely challenge you, but he was wrong. Thalia is just a normal girl— somebody who looks really adorable when she blushes.

He turned to see a short woman with red curly hair and a curvy body standing there staring at him. "Seriously, have a bite. Those are my favorite." "Are you sure?" The woman nodded. Tom reached down and plucked the tomato from the vine. He stood and smelled it taking in the rich perfume. He sunk his teeth into the soft flesh and the juices oozed out and into his mouth. It was the freshest most powerful food he had ever eaten. Small elated noises escaped him as he devoured the fruit. "I told you it was good." "Thank you. I don't think I have ever tasted anything that good."

she told Tom, who smiled shyly. “Your friend is very handsome,” she winked to Nate. “Please, stop,” Nate blushed. “Give us the menu please,” “Well, well,” the restaurant owner furrowed a brow, “You never asked for it before. Do you want to show off, huh?” she chuckled, making him lower his head. Tom smiled as he stared at Nate, whose cheeks were red like tomatoes. He suddenly looked different from the bad boy who terrorized all the hearts at college.

Tonight was about creating an experience, a memory etched in taste. Appetizer: Tomato Bruschetta with Fresh Basil and Balsamic Reduction. I started with the bruschetta. The tomatoes had to be diced perfectly—nothing too big, nothing too small. They needed to release their juices without turning to mush. I picked out the ripest of the heirloom tomatoes, their skin almost purple in the soft kitchen light, their flesh vibrantly red and firm to the touch. Each one was a promise of summer, a burst of sunshine waiting to be unleashed.

Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstick for you, Mabes.” Mable was amused. “Do you know how to apply lipstick, darling?” “I know from observing you put on lipstick every day.” Mable put down the brush and turned to Blair. “Alright.” She opened her lips, waiting for him to do the job. Blair picked Mable’s favorite lipstick, a graceful pinkish red that complemented her skin tone perfectly, deviating from the conventional red hue.

Celestine teased Lisa with a smirk. "I am always happy. That poker face doesn't suits me." Lisa laughed but her body betrayed her. Her ears and cheeks flushed red. "Then why are you blushing?" Celestine poked her crimson red cheeks. "I am not blushing. Weather is hot that's why my face is burning." Lisa fanned with her hand making Celestine laugh. "Oh, come on Lisa, weather is so good today and you are saying its hot. Don't be a hard nut and spill what makes you blush." Celestine insisted leaving no room for Lisa.

I approached her as she handed me a Marc Jacobs Beauty Le Marc Lip Créme Lipstick. "Do you think it would look good on my skintone?" I asked as I looked at the shade name, it was in the shade Shush Blush. "Yes, look!" she exclaimed as she reached for the lipstick sample and swatched it on her wrist. It had a cream finish, a warm tone, and a medium plum color lipstick. I thought that would be wonderful for gradient lips, so I nodded and smiled at Zeiara, telling her that I thought it was nice.

His eyes drink in my appearance and I find myself blushing, a red tint covering my cheeks. "You look cute when you blush!" He laughs, pointing at my cheeks. I gave him a shy smile, feeling my cheeks heat up further. "I look like a tomato when I blush, don't lie to me." I say playfully, taking another sip of my drink. Austin throws his head back and laughs, his eyes lighting up. "Are you enjoying the party?" I ask him and he nods, taking a step closer with the same wide smile on his face. "I haven't seen anyone I like the look of, until now." His words are suggestive and I can feel the blush deepen on my cheeks. I don't reply and instead nibble on my bottom lip nervously. Austin takes a step