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The color is amazing.
Cassie could feel the color draining from her face.
A rush of excitement sent color to her cheeks, and she tore her gaze from his, focusing her attention on the dishes.
It was hard to look at his face without being fascinated by the color of his eyes.
It was his turn to color up.
Rachel noted her rising color and grinned.
Color stained his neck and spewed up into his face.
She knew the color was deepening in her cheeks.
I can tell by the color in your cheeks.
Oh, and they change color if they detect structural weakness in the material to which they are affixed.
He was dressed again all in black, a color that should have minimized his size but just amplified how ripped he was beneath the clothing.
He glanced down and noted her color with obvious confusion.
Color returned to his cheeks.
Color crawled up his neck as he carefully placed the fork across his plate.