Her hand closed hard on Edgar's shoulder and shook gently.

His hand closed hard around the wineglass, white at the knuckles.

Halfway down the pile his fingers closed on something hard.

All at once Esperanza's fingers closed hard around my wrist.

In a moment I was in my own room again, with the door closed hard behind me.

A hand hard as iron closed about her wrist.

Wes's hands closed hard on the arms of his chair.

Her hands closed hard on the muscles of my shoulders, massaging.

Easier said than done, Bolan knew, closing hard on the front wall.

His hand shifted, closing hard on the back of my neck.