“You kiss my cheek and leave a honey imprint that itchesas it dries.”
“Hi honey, I’m home! Take your pants off!” Wesley announced. He kissed my cheek as he passed me and put his lunch container in the sink.”
“She kissed my cheek and pulled away quickly, heading off into the crowd of people, leaving me standing in the middle of the kitchen with a freaking boner as usual.”
“Honey, I plan to marry you the moment the ink is dry on that death certificate.”
“No. I’ll call you Monday after class.” Morgan slid of his stool, gazed seriously at Dan, then bent forward to bestow a chaste kiss to his cheek. Danny watched him leave, bemused.Griff snickered. “Ohh, Danny. A cute boy kissed you. Are you ever going to wash that cheek again?”
“He kissed the corner of my mouth, kissed my cheek, and growled in my ear, “Fireworks or what?”