Already a mark was beginning to show on her cheek.
The mark on her cheek was first white, then blood red.
Without thinking about it, he put his big hand on her cheek.
She hadn't done much about the cut on her cheek, either.
She reached out and put her left hand on my cheek.
She felt the night air on her cheek, and looking up saw the clear, cold stars.
I raised his hand and put it on my cheek.
The wind was cold and strong on his right cheek.
After a moment he felt cool air on his cheeks.
She felt his mouth move again, this time on her cheek, and then he moved.
