He hit his forehead with the palm of his hand.
Josh wiped his forehead with a sleeve and gazed down at her.
He kissed her forehead and stepped away.
He rubbed his forehead and ran his fingers though his hair until it stood on end.
The soft forehead was moist.
He kissed her forehead and stepped away, turning.
He bent down and kissed her on the forehead as he pulled up a chair to her desk.
He shut his eyes, rubbed his forehead as if to rid himself of all interest in what he had read, and listened to what was passing in the nursery.
A deep furrow ran across his forehead, and standing by a window he stared over his spectacles seeing no one.
She dropped the hoe and mopped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
(an officer nicknamed "the rat") he said, rubbing his forehead and whole face with both hands.
He rose, took Prince Andrew by the arm, and went to meet a tall, bald, fair man of about forty with a large open forehead and a long face of unusual and peculiar whiteness, who was just entering.
Still getting stouter? he said with animation, but the new wrinkle on his forehead deepened.
Napoleon's short hair was wet and matted on the forehead, but his face, though puffy and yellow, expressed physical satisfaction.
He went along the whole length of this passage to the stairs and, frowning and rubbing his forehead with both hands, went down as far as the first landing.
He kissed her forehead and launched to his feet.
He rose and gave her a kiss on the forehead and then left her in the safety of her room.
Brushing the hair from his forehead, she asked, "Will you sit for me today?"
He kissed her forehead lightly, marveling at the treasure he'd found when the world seemed ready to end.
She lightly kissed his cheeks and forehead and lips.
Pierre continually glanced at Prince Andrew; Prince Andrew rubbed his forehead with his small hand.
She kissed the young man on his forehead, wetting him with her tears.
She kissed him on the forehead and sat down again on the sofa.
The patches grew deeper on her forehead, neck, and cheeks.
He said nothing to her but looked at her forehead and hair, without looking at her eyes, with such contempt that the Frenchwoman blushed and went away without a word.
Now his forehead would pucker into deep folds and his eyebrows were lifted, then his eyebrows would descend and deep wrinkles would crease his cheeks.
"Buonaparte?" said Bilibin inquiringly, puckering up his forehead to indicate that he was about to say something witty.
He sat down beside Hippolyte and wrinkling his forehead began talking to him about politics.
Prince Vasili approached first, and she kissed the bold forehead that bent over her hand and answered his question by saying that, on the contrary, she remembered him quite well.
She only felt a soft hand taking hers firmly, and she touched with her lips a white forehead, over which was beautiful light- brown hair smelling of pomade.
And this someone was he--the devil--and he was also this man with the white forehead, black eyebrows, and red lips.
He shrugged his shoulders when Pierre was mentioned and, pointing to his forehead, remarked:
She held out her hand to him, and with a mixed feeling of estrangement and tenderness pressed her lips to his forehead as he stooped to kiss her hand.
The wolf paused, turned its heavy forehead toward the dogs awkwardly, like a man suffering from the quinsy, and, still slightly swaying from side to side, gave a couple of leaps and with a swish of its tail disappeared into the skirt of the wood.
In the foremost place, immediately under the icons, sat Barclay de Tolly, his high forehead merging into his bald crown.
When he entered the private room Count Rostopchin, puckering his face, was rubbing his forehead and eyes with his hand.
The countess went up to her daughter and touched her head with the back of her hand as she was wont to do when Natasha was ill, then touched her forehead with her lips as if to feel whether she was feverish, and finally kissed her.
But before he had decided what to do, Davout raised his head, pushed his spectacles back on his forehead, screwed up his eyes, and looked intently at him.
Rapidly and timidly raising his fingers to his forehead by way of greeting, he asked Pierre whether the soldier Platoche to whom he had given a shirt to sew was in that shed.
The difference between his former and present self was that formerly when he did not grasp what lay before him or was said to him, he had puckered his forehead painfully as if vainly seeking to distinguish something at a distance.
As she listened to it she saw before her his smooth handsome forehead, his mustache, and his whole face, as she had so often seen it in the stillness of the night when he slept.
She removed her sombrero and mopped her forehead with the rolled up portion of her shirtsleeve.
She mopped her forehead, feeling weak.
He felt her forehead and rubbed her back.
He flung himself down in the chair again and propped up his forehead with his hands.
Listen … listen … listen … He slapped his forehead with his palm in a rhythmic beat, waiting for some sort of divine inspiration.
He kissed her forehead, her nose, her lips.
The hand he rested on Sean's forehead glowed bright in the fog.
He kissed her forehead and released her.
She rubbed its forehead and leaned forward to touch its neck, marveling at how soft its hair was.
I think I've always known, she said and rested her forehead against his.
His hand lingered on her arm, and she rested her forehead against his fingers, comforted for the first time in months.
He chuckled hoarsely and spread butterfly kisses across her forehead, hugging her against him even tighter.
She took the hand he rested on her forehead into both of hers.
Deidre rested her forehead against her knees, tears on her face.
"I could really use some brandy right now," Deidre propped her forehead on her hand.
Kris asked, the worry lines on his forehead deepening.
Gabriel touched her forehead, and cold lightning buzzed through her, absorbing the pain.
With a tender kiss on her forehead, Rhyn stepped away.
With a kiss on her forehead, he stepped away.
Kiera wiped her forehead, unable but to admire the sheen of sweat on A'Ran's wide upper body.
He withdrew and kissed her cheeks and forehead, then drew her into a hug.
He sat on the bed, rubbing his forehead as she continued, I know she lied, but you did too.
Jackson dropped his head and rubbed his forehead for a moment, then looked up at her grimacing.
Katie was kneeling beside the stove, her soot smudged forehead wrinkled in a frown as she lit another match.
Brady kissed her forehead, eyelids, cheeks, and nipped her neck, enjoying the feel of her hands roaming over his chest and back.
The phantom shook his head in silent objection.
Slowly he cradled her face in his hands and proceeded to kiss it lightly - first her forehead, then her cheeks and finally the corners of her mouth.
Smashing her forehead against his nose, Jenn wrenched the knife free and drove it through him.
He withdrew, resting his forehead against Jenn's while he wiped away the newest tears on her face.
She did not remember when the lines at his eyes and forehead became deep creases or when his red-blond hair went grey.
Then wrinkles ran over his face like a wave and his forehead became smooth again, he bowed his head respectfully, closed his eyes, silently let Mack enter his room before him, and closed the door himself behind him.
"Nonsense!" he cried, and the veins on his forehead and neck stood out like cords.
She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, while tears coursed down her cheeks as well.
Her forehead rested in the nape of his neck, and she focused on the steady, slow rhythm of his heartbeat.
He felt her forehead and she grinned up at him.
Hannah's pretty eyes grew dark. Kris kissed her on the forehead, not wanting his mate to worry, even if he didn't know what would happen once he and Kiki left for the underworld.
She sighed heavily and dropped her forehead to her forearms on the steering wheel.
She placed her hands on the window and leaned her forehead against the cool glass.
She had a scab on her forehead over her left eye and a bruise on her cheek.
She planted her hand on his forehead, coolness flowing through her.
He leaned his forehead against hers, listening to her breathe.
She kissed his forehead and cheeks, tears in her eyes.
She kissed his forehead and hugged him as well as she could.
Dusty kissed Bianca's forehead and strode away.
She shifted away from Damian and touched Darian's forehead, absorbing the horror of his memories.
He rested his forehead against hers, and they breathed the same air.
She mopped her forehead again.
He kissed her again more deeply and then rested his forehead against hers with a sigh.
He took her hand in his and leaned forward, allowing his forehead to rest against hers.
The child moved slightly in his sleep, smiled, and rubbed his forehead against the pillow.
Taran leaned forward to give the woman a chaste kiss on her forehead before turning away.
He brushed her forehead with a trembling hand.
Jenn kissed Darian's forehead and breathed in his scent again.