“I would have kissed her goodnight, but it was six in the morning.”
“You’re the only one I kiss goodnight.”
“Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight.”
“Everyone winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight.”
“HOBBES:If you don't get a goodnight kiss you get Kafka dreams.”
“It was not a good-morning kiss, Suzette decided as his tongue slid out to urge her lips open. At least it wasn't to her. Good-morning kisses, in her mind, were sweet pecks. This was more of a good-morning, good-afternoon and good-evening kiss all in one, she thought as his mouth devoured hers. Or perhaps it was more of an "I want to throw you in the straw, toss up your skirts and have my wicked way with you kind of kiss," she decided as his hands begam to roam.”