Dulce's eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks were covered with tears.
Feeling the warmth of color invading her cheeks, she looked away.
She touched her hands to his cheeks again.
Cade had put on enough weight to take the hollows out of his cheeks, making him look a good ten years younger.
The tears continued to seep down Julie's cheeks but she didn't sob.
She looked well-rested, her cheeks glowing and her eyes dancing.
Her cheeks were streaked with tears, her green eyes showing her torment and her magic like a halo around her.
He repositioned Selyn's head then gripped her chin and squeezed her cheeks until her mouth opened.
He loved that look, where her lips were plump from kissing and her cheeks flushed.
Tears flooded her eyes and coursed down her cheeks unchecked.
He kissed her cheeks and waited for her to heft herself back onto the table.
She looked down, and he noticed for the first time one of her cheeks was red.
He withdrew and kissed her cheeks and forehead, then drew her into a hug.
Edith closed her eyes as tears seeped down her cheeks but she wouldn't answer.
Her cheeks warmed with more than embarrassment.
She rocked back and fourth, tears coursing down her cheeks unchecked.
Her cheeks burned, but she eyed him coolly.
A rush of excitement sent color to her cheeks, and she tore her gaze from his, focusing her attention on the dishes.
Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she prepared lunch.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she glared at him.
She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, while tears coursed down her cheeks as well.
She slapped her hat back on to hide the color in her cheeks and scrambled onto her wagon seat.
Bordeaux was watching her in a way that brought color to her cheeks again.
A cool breeze touched her cheeks and neck.
As for Cynthia, her cheeks weren't the only things filling out.
Warmth invaded her cheeks and she giggled nervously.
Her cheeks flushed again and in her desperate search for something to explain her preoccupation, she plunged into the subject of the curtains.
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she slipped away from the couch.
Warmth invaded her cheeks as she thought of something else.
Her cheeks felt warm.
Molly shook her head no, her cheeks puffy with her breakfast.
Color touched his cheeks and his brows arched.
She could feel the color staining her cheeks again.
A hot flush warmed her cheeks again.
She hastily withdrew her hand, her cheeks burning again.
Her cheeks burned anew as she recalled what would hereafter be etched in her mind as the kiss.
Warmth flooded her cheeks as she remembered that she was going to kiss Alex.
Warmth flooded her cheeks as she met his gaze.
She lightly kissed his cheeks and forehead and lips.
His thumbs caressed her cheeks and his voice was soft.
Finally he took her face in his hands, his thumbs caressing her cheeks gently.
Her cheeks burned hotter.