Upside Down Peace Sign Fingers Meaning Novels & Stories

His muscles stiffened against my body and he pinched his lips together. “You promised,” I reminded him. With a resigned sigh, he sat up and crossed his arms in front of him. “I promised,” he echoed my words in surrender. He met my eyes, and with a serious tone, asked, “And I can trust you’ll never tell a soul?” “Never! I pinky swear!” I put out my pinky for him. He looked at me like I had three heads. Then I realized he probably didn’t know what that was. “It’s a thing in America. We shake with our pinkies to prove that we promise.”

“Give me your hand.” He hesitated for a second, giving me a weird look, but then reached forward. His hand was so large, I had to hold it with both of mine. “This is ‘I’…” I said, pulling out his pinky finger. “This is ‘love’… and this is ‘you.’” I glanced up at him. “But if you want to make it easier, just place these two…” I gently guided his fingers together, taking the middle and ring finger and folding them against his palm, leaving his thumb, index, and pinky finger extended—the universal sign for ‘I love you.’

I said, choosing my words carefully, "all I need is a signal. Just raise one finger if you agree that this deal should go through." I waited, my eyes fixed on his right hand. A few seconds later, his index finger slowly lifted into the air. My heart leaped. "Good, good," I said, barely able to contain my excitement. "Now, if you want to sign the contract right now, I need you to raise two fingers instead of one." My voice had a slight tremor, but I tried to sound confident. "Two fingers will mean you trust me to handle this for you, sir." The room went quiet except for the faint beeping of the machines. I held my breath, watching closely. Then, after what felt like an eternity, his second fi

So here I am holding this massive bear with my left arm and my right hand is raise forming a peace sign. Kyra Tanks eat your heart out! "It's Tyra Banks love." Gideon corrected.

Zuri hummed her agreement, then flipped the second card over. This one had a man standing at the edge of a cliff, wearing some sort of colorful outfit. A white dog nipped at his heel, the same color as the flower resting in his palm. The image was upside down, and from the deep crease between Zuri’s brows, I had a feeling it was nothing good. “Each card’s meaning can change depending on its position. Upright and reversed both have separate meanings.” She explained. “And what does this one mean? The fool…” Hopefully it wasn’t literal.

He walked slowly to Arnold with a serious look with the hope of finding peace with his wolf but Arnold stopped him at arm’s length. “Don’t try to touch me or I’ll kill you” he said. Aiden glanced at the sky and laughed, with a relieved smile he made a friendship sign with his fingers and stretched it out for Arnold. He looked down at it with a slightly different expression, his eyes came back to normal and he placed his fist on Arnold’s hand. It’s the friendship sign they loved doing as a kid to make up after a fight. “It’s been ages, the last time you said sorry was when we were small” Arnold lifted an eyebrow.

If only she extended all those virtues to her son. Speaking of Aiden, I tilt my head and he's right behind us, behind his mother. I wonder if they've seen each other. Then he shakes his left hand in negation, followed by his head, afterwards he slowly mouths "No" Mind reading? First I cringe my nose in confusion. Did he hit his head on his way here? The gestures don't stop. He makes a back sign with both hands, shakes one of them again, and finally a thumb's up.

And Machala was back. I pulled a ball gag out of the desk, quickly walking around and fastening it between her teeth. "One finger means you're good and two means you have something to say to me. Red won't work. Only something..." I tapped her brow, "from that pretty little brain of yours." Her hand came up from over her head and I received the sign that she was okay, in the way that had me knowing she told the truth. It was the middle finger of her right hand.

“Wait.” I turned back. “What?” “You’re holding it upside down.” I looked at the insignia and realized he was right. “Oh.” He laughed softly. I frowned at him. “Don’t laugh.” “I didn’t say anything.” “You’re laughing.” “I’m smiling.” “Same thing.” He stepped closer and reached for the insignia. “Give it to me.” I handed it to him. He turned it around and placed it properly in my palm. “There.” “Thank you.”

The environment was beautiful and very professional with a feminine touch. - Did you like it? – I asked in her ear. - I loved it! Catarina walked over to the tulip arrangement and picked up the card where she read: “White symbolizes forgiveness. Purple symbolizes tranquility and peace. Yellow symbolizes prosperity. Orange symbolizes vitality. Blue symbolizes trust and loyalty. Red symbolizes our perfect love. And the black ones are the rarest and most precious, just like you. You have my promise that I will not make another mistake, that I will love you forever and that every day I will be grateful for your forgiveness. Loving you is the best part of my life!”