Foreheads Quote by Herman Melville

He pressed his forehead against mine, clasped me around my waist, and said henceforth we were married.

— Herman Melville

He pressed his forehead against mine, clasped me round the waist, and said that henceforth we were married... Thus, then, in our hearts' honeymoon,…

— Herman Melville

With a gentle pressure, our lips met. His hands slipped more firmly about me, and I held myself back, not afraid, but wanting to…

— Kim Harrison

“He reached out a long arm and drew me in, holding me close against him. I put my arms around him and felt the…

— Diana Gabaldon

“You’re my wife,” he said, only inches away, his hot breath flickering over my lips. “You married me in Las Vegas two years ago.”…

— Elle Casey

“We are married.” “We’re about to get divorced.”… “No.” He licked up her ear to bite the shell. She shivered in response. “Yes.” “Nope.”…

— Rebecca Zanetti

“His expression became serious, and his hand almost slipped from mine. "I've had a long time to think about it." "This can't work!" He…

— Kim Harrison

“With an ashamed sigh, I confessed, “You have seen nothing but the worst of me since then, Aeron. I’ve been a bitter, defiant, irrational…

— M.A. George

“You listen to me, woman: you’re mine! I’ll not share you and, by God, we shall be married!” His mouth came down hard on…

— Shirlee Busbee

“He smiled, a lazy curve of full lips that reminded her keenly of how those sensual lips had felt moving against hers. He leaned…

— Debra Dier

“I love how you're so trusting with me," he murmured and leaned in. His lips brushed my cheekbone as he said, "I used to…

— Shelly Crane

“Married?" she practically screeched, not sounding all that pleased, which left him feeling a little offended. "We're not getting married." He snorted at that.…

— R.L. Mathewson