Novel & Cerita What Does It Mean When A Guy Kisses Your Forehead

He looks at my lips then goes back to my eyes. "What do you think I am going to do, Cali?" He asks me in a lower tone of his voice. A mischievous smile curls on his lips. He removed his index finger from my lips. "What?" I ask in confusion. He smiles at me sweetly, and the next thing I knew, he kissed me. On my forehead. What was that for??? "Hey, what did you just do?" My forehead furrowed in annoyance. "Relax. It's just on your forehead. Not on your lips."

Still my weird inner conscious wanted to look up the meaning of forehead kisses which I think is the wrong move cause not only the answers will give me another anxiety but I'll do something stupid. I took my phone out and open browser, typing the words in the search bar and hitting the magnifying glass for the results, Two seconds later the page turns into a pool of my anxiety where I see few articles on why forehead kisses mean you're falling in love or how they are the purest form of affection one can show to someone they're in love with. I quickly shut my phone and drank another sip, relieving the burning sensation down my throat for the third time as I take accountability for my stupid a

He nodded and started the engine. When we got home, he walked me to the door, then he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. What the hell was that? Was I his grandmother now? Since when did forehead kisses replace real ones? "Thanks for the grandma kiss, but I'm good." "So you want a kiss on the lips then?" His eyes were so intense that I couldn't help but blush. "I..I d.. don't know what you're t..talking about..." "You sure about that? Because it looks like you want to." He continued, locking eyes on my lips.

We hadn’t gone for testing the gender yet, and we were just enjoying the mystery with open hearts, loving every minute of it. He got up and stood in front of me, then smoothed my hair out of my face. “How’s the little one treating you?” He pulled me as close as my bump allowed, then massaged my temple with his hand. “Your little one is sitting right on my bladder. I nearly peed on myself while I was in a meeting.” I informed causing him to chuckle, then leaned in and kissed my forehead. There was just something about forehead kisses that just hit me differently. They were so… full of deep emotions, and genuine passion and they made me melt in a puddle every dang time.

I was startled. "I'm sorry but please don't panic if you are older than me. It doesn't matter." I said with a barely audible voice. I felt his hands on my cheeks as they cupped my face and pulled me in. He kissed me on my forehead and let his lips linger there. Wait... This is a goodbye gesture. I mean every day when we have to part our way he kisses me like that. Does that mean he is going? But I didn't hear the bell ring...

he told me trying to elude the tease of me accusing him of blushing and stood up, I stood up too and looked up at him "I guess It'll take a while before I see you again" I said and stretched out my hand for a shake "it fun speaking to you mate" I added and he pulled me in for a hug instead "I won't give my destiny a handshake" he whispered in my ear and placed a soft kiss on my forehead before running off. I just stood there, both over the moon and speechless. I didn't expect the big or kiss on my forehead but it felt really nice that I wanted it again

Then he quickly kissed her forehead. The feeling of warm lips on the forehead is both soft and light. Jenny, who was feeling uncomfortable, suddenly stiffened, looked up at Daniel's smiling face, and was finally startled.

It's more like a war waging against each other lips. He is pulling me closer,and closer. And I'm exploring his mouth deeper and deeper. He traveled to my neck making sure that every kiss he plot left a mark. Then he cupped my face planting wet kisses on my cheeks,nose and eyes. His lips lingered for longer time on my forehead. It is the first time he had kissed me there. A few seconds later,he rested his forehead on mine exhaling deeply. He took my hands into his large hands and touched them with his lips. I don't understand how to take this gesture.

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 as I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I shut my eyes as he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. I love it when he kisses my forehead. (Okay, I'm sure I must have said that a million times, but his lips! Oh! Lord have mercy). “Alright, go take a warm bath; I don't want you catching cold,” he said, releasing his hands from my face. I nodded with a smile, but I felt his grip again. He pulled me toward him, planting another kiss on my forehead, then my cheek. He rarely does that.