I'd heard it all, my ear practically pressed against hers.

Before the turn he stopped and slipped into a side room, then waited, his ear pressed to the door.

She listened, soft ear pressed against the cool, white wood.

She rushed to her own door, pressed an ear against it.

By now, there were eyes at every window in the neighborhood, and likely ears pressed to cracks in the fence.

Her ear now pressed against another portion of the pillow.

My head had turned so that my ear pressed almost painfully against the rough surface.

I asked, my ear pressed to the meeting of door and frame so I could hear better.

Reaching that, Diskan lay flat, his ear pressed to the floor.

I listened, one ear pressed against the wood of the door, but I couldn't hear anything.