“The flush on her pale cheeks was like the blush of sunset on snow.”

“Or make her blushing cheek a pillow for thy head”

“Her cheeks flush a little. I want to kiss her. Again. And I will. Just not right now.”

“How do you feel?"Her pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed. "Like I want you to kiss me again."And _that_ was the invitation he'd been waiting for.”

“I cupped her pale cheek, lightly highlighted with a rosy blush, and kissed her tenderly, savoring the feel of her lips against mine. "You could come with me ? We could do this while we wait.""I'm dreaming...aren't I ?""Yeah, I'm sorry.""Don't be. As far as dreams go, this one's not so bad.”

“When she heard this Sonya blushed so that tears came into her eyes and, unable to bear the looks turned upon her, ran away into the dancing hall, whirled round it at full speed with her dress puffed out like a balloon, and, flushed and smiling, plumped down on the floor.”