Her cheeks blazed red and her eyes flashed dangerously, just like Sandra's did when she was angry.

Her eyes shone and her cheeks were blazing.

She was sitting apart from those who had once been her friends, her eyes downcast and her cheeks blazing.

Her cheeks were blazing as she looked across at me as I sat on my cot facing her.

Her cheeks were blazing red, she knew.

Her cheeks blazed anew just thinking of it.

She halted, cheeks blazing, and looked at me for the first time.

The spark of fury in her eyes lessened slightly, though her cheeks still blazed with it.

She swallowed hard, feeling her cheeks blaze as though they'd been scared by a candle flame.