Warmth Smile Novels & Stories

I barely breathe, afraid that the slightest shift might trigger something irreversible. And then—she smiles. Slow. Deliberate. All those blunt teeth. It’s not the smile of someone amused. Or even someone cruel. This is worse—the smile of someone who has just confirmed something. I almost wish it was anger, because this smile leaves me only colder, like she's pressed ice against my heart.

I said to him with a warm smile. “You won’t still get it don’t you?"he said softly.

his huskiness betrays a slight hint of emotion. “Okay.” I turn and give him a genuine smile; a warm tide of affection fills my stomach as he throws me a genuine natural smile in reply. No showy playful or “I’m just so gorgeous”, but relief we’re friends again and I return it even more so. No one makes me relax like Jake does. Sometimes it’s a curse but right now, I don’t mind it. It feels okay to sometimes relinquish a little bit of the control, to stop holding everything in, especially when that smile is the reward.

Greg notices me looking at them, and he smiles, “What?” I shake my head, “Nothing.” He looks suspicious, “You’re doing that thing.” “What thing?” “The emotional smile.” I gasp, “I do not have an emotional smile.” He nods seriously, “You do.” I narrow my eyes, “You’re lucky you’re hot and attractive.” He looks delighted, “I know.”

She smiled lightly at me, and I noticed that it wasn't the forced polite smile she had given me when we were at the kitchen. This smile was genuine, warm and full of gratitude for all I had done for her since then.

Carla returned with a glass of juice, her face adorned with a bright smile. I reciprocated with a warm smile, expressing my gratitude as I reached out to accept the refreshing drink she offered. "Thank you, Carla," I said, my voice filled with appreciation. "You're welcome, ma'am," she responded, her smile never faltering. "This should help you feel much better." "I hope so," I replied, letting out a playful giggle. "It will, trust me," she reassured me, her warmth radiating through her words.

How many times must people ask her this in the same hour? “You are that girl. The human.” “Precisely. Worry not. You will be compensated for your troubles.” he smiled at her gently. It was a kind smile. And Lei couldn't see a hint of sarcasm or hostility behind it. It was genuine, and it oddly made her feel warm. Like a mother's smile, perhaps? Lei nodded meekly like a puppy who'd gone tame after witnessing his holy smile. "I kind of needed something right now, so that would be appreciated."

He hauled me up from the floor effortlessly, pulling me right into his lap. I gasped, my hands landing flat against his chest. His thighs were rock solid and burning hot beneath me. Noah raised his hand. His rough thumb brushed the corner of my eye, wiping away a stray tear. Then, the corners of his mouth lifted. He smiled. It wasn't his usual cold smirk or a mocking grin. It was a real, genuine smile that reached his eyes, softening the harsh lines of his face. I had always thought he was insanely handsome, but seeing him look so warm and human actually took my breath away.

Smiling. ---

I smile. ***