It was as though a breath from the near-by hills had touched me.

A breath of cool, dry air touched my face.

He stepped closer and spoke so his breath touched my bare shoulder.

He took a deep breath, let her go, turned and touched the button for the sixth floor.

A breath that had in it the cold of outer space touched me.

Cilia's face was so close to mine that her breath touched my cheek.

He took a deep breath then touched Madeleine on the shoulder.

A breath of fear touched his mind, and he forced himself to turn away from his mother, to look up the cliff.

A cold breath touched the back of his neck.

Deep breaths for control, channel the power, and she touched the steel calm that held the dream back.