He smiled again and ran his knuckles lightly along her flushed cheek.

He dropped light kisses against her hair and her flushed cheeks.

A slender hand reached out and lightly brushed his flushed cheek.

Michael's hand slid over his, holding his fingers against her flushed cheek.

There were tears of childish rage running down his flushed cheeks.

She smelled of the night, and her hand was cold on his flushed cheek.

The warm breeze did nothing to cool her flushed cheeks.

He felt the changing light from the forward screen move across his flushed cheeks.

He felt her hot panting breath on his face, saw her flushed cheeks.

Then he sighed, and with a final pat of his flushed cheeks, put the handkerchief away.