What Do A Forehead Kiss Mean Novels & Stories

I began pushing my phone forward, so the both of us could see the screen. “Kissing on the back of your hand means, I adore you.” I read out slowly, our eyes fixed on the phone as I continued. “On the cheeks, let's be friends. On the chin, it means you're cute. Then on the nose, it means I like you.” I read on and at that moment, I felt like a teacher and Malcolm my student that I was giving lessons to.

I missed his warmth on my face but I felt relieved because I could see some girls stealing glances at us. “Fine,” he said, and then a smile curved on his lips. “Get all the pretty things you need.” It takes me a second to realize that he has pressed his card into my hand and placed a kiss on my forehead. I feel my chest rise and my breath seize in that moment, but I had to pretend to be fine. “Todd, you know I have more than enough money to—” But he had pulled away laughing, and blew me a kiss from afar when I threw him a growl from where I stood.

I took a drink of my smoothie. "Is that all?" she asked, sounding disappointed. "No. Before I went to bed he kissed me on the forehead... and I know that it's really lame, but oh my God, it was niiiiice. Seriously, should a kiss on the forehead feel that... dirty?" "Well, since it's your boyfriend's brother and he's really, really freaking hot... I don't think it's too lame. Wait, was it just a peck?" "Well... it was more like a warm, intimate pressing his lips to my skin."

I exhaled, there was no point to stress things any further because we might end up saying what we never intended. "I get it. I'm not mad, at least not anymore." He pulled me closer to him and I kissed his forehead. He bent down for a proper kiss and used his thumb to smoothen my cheek. "You are not allowed to give me a forehead kiss, I am the only one permitted to do that." he smiled at me. I laughed holding his hands in mine for the longest time before he took his leave. ***

She seemed tired and stressed after her return today. "Actually, the work is okay. But I think you drained me a while ago." She said sitting on the bed. "Are you sore?" She nodded, blushing hard. "I am sorry that I can't say sorry for that. I will return with something to eat within ten minutes. You rest." Placing a kiss on her temple, headed to the kitchen. Why did I kiss her forehead? It was a loving gesture of a man who cherished his lover deeply. Kayla was just a bed warmer. Why did I do that?

I can die for that smile. “Actually, you don’t have to answer. Your eyes speak way more than your lips does and I trust your eyes more than your lips,” he says as he presses his lips against my forehead and I have never felt so much beautiful like I am feeling right now. It is just a kiss on the forehead but it feels so much special. It feels like I am being watched over by someone. This feels quite good and quite heavenly. He breaks the kiss from my forehead and then gazes at my eyes and fixes them into mine.

“I can’t leave you here.” “It’s alright,” I sighed. “Just tell them I met some people I knew here and needed to do some catching up. And…I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.” “Embarrassed? Why would I?” he grinned. “Okay. If that’s what you want. I’ll take you back later.” He suddenly pulled me in a hug and kissed my forehead. I was surprised. They say a kiss in the forehead was a sign of genuine love and respect. Did he meant it that way too?

“Are you going to tell me or not?” I let out when she kept looking at me through the screen as if I was an alien or something. “A kiss on the forehead means he values you and wants you with him for a long time,” She explained and I stared at her in disbelief, she just made that shit up to fill my head with crazy thoughts. “You just made that up right?” I asked. “No, I didn’t, a kiss on a forehead is a romantic gesture that signifies pure love, just like how a kiss on your collarbone means he wants you,”

So I tried to push him, but he was extremely muscular and strong. He raised his chin to my face, wiped away my tears, and kissed my forehead. I stole a glance at him and stared into his eyes. His eyes were softer. He kissed my tears and told me, "Take care of yourself, baby. I am giving you the time and space you need right now. But keep in mind that you are possessed by a monster. So never disobey me". And he left the alley, leaving me alone, confused, and tired. Kisses on the forehead mean much more than kisses on the lips. It represents the person's care, affection, and respect, whereas a kiss on the lips represents passion, lust, and perhaps love as well. He confused me with his actions

Still, when he looked at me with wide eyes, hope sparkling within them, I felt my resolve crumble. “Please?” he asked. Any moment now, I’d become actual goo and congeal into a puddle on the floor. As it was, I was weak to him. So I leaned down and placed a gentle, soft kiss on his forehead. A forehead kiss could be platonic. When he remembered this in the morning, he wouldn’t be too horrified with that, I hoped. He closed his eyes and hummed in satisfaction. “Your lips are soft.” I cleared my throat, forcing back my blush. “Asher, maybe you should get some rest now. You’ll regret saying these things in the morning.”