He Kisses My Forehead Novels & Stories

He caressed my hairs and cheeks before kissing my forehead. I wondered if kissing forehead was some habit of these people and smiled in my haze. He let me hold him to sleep and even kissed my forehead. Was it really just friendship or was it more? The questions flashed and lost in my head. It was not a matter of thinking anyways, what will finding answers would do? I let myself fall deeper in sleep with a calm mind and easeful sleep. The pain in my neck finally eased a little because of his constant massaging of my hair but that might just be my delusion from sleep.

I flick his forehead. "Aw! That's hurt. Why did you that?" He is in pain, and he put his hand on his forehead. I just giggle and hold his cheeks, he removes his hand that covers his forehead, and I pull him closer to me. I kiss his forehead, and I notice him smiling widely. "Aw! My cheeks hurt." He avoids contact with me, and I smile a bit while biting my lips. I kiss him on the cheeks, and he smiles again.

" Dennis asked me I was stunned because Dennis kissed my forehead, just nodded my head wistfully even though I felt a little hot on my eyes "but it's flushed" Dennis pointed to my forehead. "Yeah, it's like that" I replied awkwardly "did I do a big mistake?" asked Dennis anxiously. His face shows guilt now, suddenly I laughed out loud. This is ridiculous, he tried to make my illness not recur by kissing my forehead so quickly, but when there was a little red rash on my forehead Dennis looked really worried "where's your medicine? I'm sorry, ”said Dennis worriedly.

I said emotionally. "But i was saying in other way darling..." He said making me blush with the endearment. "Even otherwise... I don't want to hear it...i have lost enough and i have no strength to loose more..." I said looking in his eyes deeply. "As you say my dear wifey..." He said and kissed my forehead. You know these forehead kisses are more special than the kisses on lips. As when a man gave you forehead kiss, it means he adore you and care for you. I have read somewhere forehead kisses means a person is kissing your soul and i cannot agree more.

They broke it after a minute as he kissed her forehead like always before connecting their foreheads. "I can't wait for the forever with you......"

He said and caressed my forehead using his thumb. "Does it really hurt?" He asked me and looked down. I can't speak, he is so close to me and it's like he's breathing on my forehead. Fuck. What is this, why am I nervous? "Y-yeah..kinda," I said briefly. "I know something that can take the pain away." I immediately raised an eyebrow at him. "What?" "A kiss." I didn't have any chance to speak when I felt his soft lips plant a small kiss on my forehead.

I looked at him, who was already looking at me with a different expression. "Bye ". I bidded and stepped out of the car. "Nisha wait". I turned and looked at him. He slowly came and stood in front of me. "Rohan what happened". I asked but he just silently looked at me. Suddenly cupped my face in his hands, making me shocked. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes to savour the moment. My first kiss , the forehead kiss. He left me after kissing for a few seconds.

“Promise?” He kissed my forehead. “Promise.” I closed my eyes, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath my cheek.

Heat flooded my cheeks. "No!" I laughed, shaking my head. He chuckled lowly before pulling me against him, my face pressing into his chest. His scent wrapped around me—warm, musky, intoxicating. His lips brushed against my forehead, lingering there for a moment longer than necessary. "I love you so much, Kasmine." He whispered in a voice too tender that I almost missed before he kissed my forehead tenderly. "I love you."

“ Hearing you say these words to me gladens my heart. But I need to be sure about all this. Please give me some time, no, give us some time to study each other and be sure we are really in love and not just because we are stuck together in this marriage thing “ I said as I caressed his cheeks with my thumb, never breaking the eye contact between him and I. “ Alright my lady, your wish is my command. I'll wait for you to study me because I don't think there is anything I need to study about you Tess, you're an angel, “ He said smiling and kissed my forehead. I used to hear people saying forehead kissing are romantic and doubted it, but Kace kissing me on my forehead gave me butterflies in my