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“She shrugged, looking as baffled by it as he felt. "I don't know. I wonder sometimes if people even know what love is anymore. Some days, when I'm watching my friends change lovers as unperturbedly as they change shoes, I think the world just got filled with too many people, and all our technological advances made things so easy that it cheapened our most basic, essential value somehow," she told him. "It's like spouses are commodities nowadays: disposable, constantly getting tossed back out for trade on the market and everyone's trying to trade up, up--like there is a 'trading up' in love." She rolled her eyes. "No way. That's not for me. I'm having one husband. I'm getting married once. When you know going in that you're staying for life, it makes you think harder about it, go slower, choose really well.”
Source: Spell of the Highlander
“She shrugged. "You can be happy for someone else's good fortune, but that doesn't mean you forget your own bad luck.”
Source: Plain Truth
“She shrugs finally. "At any rate, no, I have no wish to change my life."
And he realizes, suddenly, what he has been asking her. Realizes that the version of life he has offered Gaby - their life together - is a gift he has given her and has no right to take away. He reaches over and touches her hand. "Of course you don't.”
Source: The Distinguished Guest
“She shrugs."Men"
"Men."
"If we can send one man to the moon, why can't we send them all there?”
Source: Boundless
“She shuddered. “What is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then.”
Source: Easy
“She shuffled down the sidewalk toward her home, her spirits feeling as soaked as her skirts.”
Source: Hearts of Gold Collection
“She shuffled with her head bowed, her dark eyes drifting to avoid contact, and she screamed in bed at night. (Dark City Lights)”
“She shushed him with a hand. “Don’t. I know who I am and that all my talk about droid rights and everything else makes people uncomfortable. The Maker didn’t put me in this galaxy to make organics feel good about themselves, though.”
“Well, that much is clear.”
“And I’m okay with that. When you know what you’re here to do, everything that’s not that matters much less.”
Source: Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel
“She shut her eyes to block out the image. This was all kinds of madness. “Tanner.”
Matilda opened her eyes at the sound of her voice. It was deep and ragged, almost a growl. Maybe a plea.
“Tanner, what?” he asked, his voice as husky as hers as he flicked his gaze to her face. “Tanner, stop? Tanner, leave?” He slid a hand low on her stomach, the muscles beneath tensing in anticipation. “Tanner touch me?”
A lazy finger stroked the skin just above the waist band of her boxers, the sensation coursing white hot need straight between her legs.”
Source: Playing by Her Rules
“She shut the door and moved on to the floor-to-ceiling cabinets. “There is nothing here. Nothing. What do you eat?”
“Ah…” Assail found himself looking at the cousins for aid.
“usually we take our meals in town.”
The scoffing sound certainly appeared like the old-lady equivalent of Fuck that. “I need the staples.”
“She shut the door to her heart, broke the doorknob and reinforced it with iron bars.
Her mind screamed "never again".
But the heart it yearned for another chance.”
Source: Trees by the river
“She sifted, sighed, and stared up at the ceiling, trying to think about anything but Lord Maccoon, her current predicament, or Lord Akeldama's safety. Which meant she could do nothing but reflect on the complex plight of her mama's more recent embroidery project. Thins, in itself, was a worse torture than any her captors could devise.”
“She sighed and leaned her cheek against his shoulder. "How comfortable this is! she said. "And so delightfully vulgar! Does plain Mr Dash put his arm round ladies in hackney coaches?"
"When not in gaol he does," the Duke responded.”
Source: The Foundling
“She sighed and looked at Snowball. "Pretty doggy," she said, giving him a pet. "When they gave you to me they were only trying to make me happy. They really do think this nannying abroad, this... gothic situation, would be good for me. But I don't like gothic novels, Snowball. They're dreary.
"I suppose it could have been worse, like an arranged marriage. All right, perhaps that's going a bit far. It's really a bit more Charlotte than Emily. 'A serious introduction to a proper boy,' then."
She carefully moved Snowball so she could give Nana a good petting too.
"I thought Peter Pan was the proper boy for me. But all I have is a shadow of him.”
Source: Straight On Till Morning
“She sighed and walked over to the tall windows peering into the gloominess of smokefall. A thin scrim of fog huddled against the hills and the moon winked half-lidded in the murky sky that had merged with the horizon. The fire crackled for attention and she swerved to gaze at its throbbing
red-orange wood-heart that held a million days of sunlight.”
Source: They Whisper in my Blood
“She sighed, annoyed at her restlessness. “So,” she said, disrupting Wolf in another backward glance.
“Who would win in a fight—you or a pack of wolves?”
He frowned at her, all seriousness. “Depends,” he said, slowly, like he was trying to figure out her motive for asking. “How big is the pack?”
“I don’t know, what’s normal? Six?”
“I could win against six,” he said. “Any more than that and it could be a close call.”
Scarlet smirked. “You’re not in danger of low self-esteem, at least.”
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing at all.” She kicked a stone from their path. “How about you and … a lion?”
“A cat? Don’t insult me.”
She laughed, the sound sharp and surprising. “How about a bear?”
“Why, do you see one out there?”
“Not yet, but I want to be prepared in case I have to rescue you.”
The smile she’d been waiting for warmed his face, a glint of white teeth flashing. “I’m not sure. I’ve never had to fight a bear before.”
Source: Scarlet
“She sighed as she always does, a deep, gathered breath and a low release of luxury. Some people resent awakening, but not Mary. She comes to a day with the expectancy that it will be good.”
Source: The Winter of our Discontent
“She sighed. Conspiracies were harder than they looked.”
Source: Leia: Princess of Alderaan
“She sighed hard and shook her head, realized she was still staring at the same recipe card in her hand. She propped it against the monitor and read again, Elegant French Pork and Beans, by Carmine Grosz of Huron, South Dakota. She scanned the recipe, which called for haricot beans- a not inelegant bean, Olivia thought. Two kinds of sausage, two cuts of pork. Leeks. Well. This looked like a midwesternized cassoulet- definitely better than the usual "Casserole Corner" fare, which was largely made up of recipes containing endless and minute variations on the same hot dishes, issue after issue. For a couple of years there, chicken and broccoli had been all the rage: Chicken Broccoli Divan, Chicken Broccoli 'Divine', Chicken Broccoli Supreme ("Them's fightin' words," Ruby had told Vivian). Chicken Broccoli Surprise, Chicken Broccoli 'Rice' Surprise (David: "Where's the surprise? You've just listed all the ingredients in the title"). Elegant Company Chicken-Broccoli Casserole. "Which is the inelegant part," Olivia had asked over the phone from college, because she was studying ambiguous reference in her Linguistic Description of Modern English class, "the company or the casserole?”
Source: Starting from Scratch
“She sighed. “I can’t help it. I worry for you when you lead these patrols. I don’t sleep until you return."
His features softened. “Then you don’t dream of me when I’m gone,”
Source: Eidolon
“She sighed. "Well, there's nothing for it. You better come with me so I can keep an eye on you."
"I thought I was keeping an eye on you?"
"Well, it can't hurt if I look back.”
Source: Waking Beauty
“She sighed. “What I wouldn’t give for a civilized bathroom.”
Howie remained silent out of habit and also because he didn’t know what a civilized bathroom was.”
Source: Mail-Order Brides of the West: Bertha: A Montana Sky Series Novel
“She sighed. "You're not without fault, but you're not rotten. Although you're very disorderly. You're pigheaded, cocky beyond bearing, arrogant." She stopped when she realized she'd just said the same thing three times over. "You have a troubling obsession with vigilante justice." She cleared her throat. "Well, I'm sure there are things you don't like about me."
"You're not naked, and you're not under me." His voice was thick with passion.”
Source: Flash Fire
“She sighed. Loudly. "Physical appearance is not what is important." Yeah right. Tell that to any girl who hasn't bothered to put on a presentable shirt or fix her hair because she's only running into the grocery store to get a quart of milk for her grandmother, and who does she see tending the 7-ITEMS-OR-LESS cash register but the guy of her dreams, except she can't even say hi—much less try to develop a meaningful relationship—since she looks like the poster child for the terminally geeky.”
Source: Heir Apparent
“She sighs, and then gives me this look. It's new and I don't like it. Sort of, Two roads diverged in a wood, mine is normal, but I hope you can be happy for me even though you are Miss Havisham.”
Source: Scarlett Epstein Hates It Here
“She sighs, breathing smoke through her lips. "Might as well dance.”
Source: The Girls at the Kingfisher Club
“she sighs, then breaks a piece off the muffin in my hand. 'Hey. There are plenty more just five feet to your right.' 'then you shouldn't be so concerned about losing some of yours.' she says, grinning. 'Fair enough.”
“She silenced him with her mouth, then pulled back. "You can't change what I think of you." He reached up and brushed her lower lip with his thumb. "If you truly knew me, everything you believe would change." "Your heart would be the same. And that is what I love.”
Source: Lover Enshrined: A Novel of The Black Dagger Brotherhood
“She silenced the chaos inside him—not with words, but with the way she stayed.”
Source: The Whisper Between Us
“She silently chanted the rules of the civilized: Thou shalt not make love on a balcony even if it’s thirty-something stories up because someone might see you. Thou shalt not make love with a dinosaur no matter how sexy he is. Thou shalt not make love on a balcony when a werewolf is in the room, even if said werewolf is asleep. And last but not least, thou shalt not make love outside when it’s cold because goose bumps are never attractive.”
Source: Eternal Pleasure
“She simply converted an average face into beautiful face and a beautiful face into an angelic face.”
Source: One Bucket of Tears
“She simply decided that at seven, she would stop. Whatever she was doing, whatever she thought she should be doing, whatever she had convinced herself she ought to be doing — she would stop.”
Source: 21st Century Intolerant: A collection of short stories about the struggles of modern life, from the trivial to the terrifying.
“She simply loved the feel, the smell, the sight of a box of books. What could be more heavenly?”
Source: At the Stroke of Madness
“She simply sat there and looked at him, radiating rage and tulle, resembling an indignant cake topper.”
Source: His Forbidden Pregnant Princess
“She simply stared at me with such a loving expression on her face, I felt like I was her foal. Indah reached her head as far as she could around me, to press me to her. I melted. How could I live without this horse? I wrapped my arms around her neck and let my tears flow.”
Source: One Day You'll Find Me
“She simply stood there and waited for him to show her the next move. And hoped it only involved sword fighting and not seduction.”
“She sincerely wishes success, for her new life, and intends that no failure of effort, temper, or spirits on her part will jeopardise it.”
Source: Indiscretion
“She sings it wrong because she doesn't know all the English words because she doesn't speak the right English because she didn't go to school, but I don't correct her since you can't tell an adult nothing. The truth of it is that the song says My sins were higher than a mountain when the Lord sanctified me not sacrificed me, like Mother of Bones sings. I don't go to school anymore because all the teachers left to teach over in South Africa and Botswana and Namibia and them, where there's better money, but I haven't forgotten the things I learned.”
Source: We Need New Names
“She sinks. She sinks in holy sadness. Like an Ophelia in tears she sinks”
“She sipped her old-fashioned. Sweet and light, with notes of orange and the herb-spice flavor of bitters, all of it balanced with the subtle burn of brandy. It tasted like Wisconsin. It tasted like home.”
Source: The Kindred Spirits Supper Club
“She sipped the tonic. Her face puckered again. She gagged, covered her mouth and mumbled in disgust, "Oh my God!"
"I said it tasted better, not great."
Abby continued to force the sour tonic down in sips. She could taste a hint of vanilla but the potion left a bitter aftertaste that was similar to vinegar. Her stomach gurgled and burned.
"Water," she coughed after her last sip of tonic.
"No. You'll dilute it," Noel said firmly, relieving her of the glass.
Smartly, she rebutted, "Isn't that what you're supposed to do after drinking poison? Or is it throw up?”
Source: Ordained
“She sits before me, sullen but hopeful, characterless, about to dissolve into tears. I squeeze her hand back, moved, no, touched by her ignorance of evil. She has one more test to pass. Do you own a briefcase?” I ask her, swallowing.”
Source: American Psycho: Picador Classic
“She sits by the ruins of her love two months after the heartquake destroyed it.”
“She sits down and puts her hand to her chest and rocks. Thinks of all she has lost and will lose. All she has had and will have. It seems to her that life is like gathering berries into an apron with a hole. Why do we keep on? Because the berries are beautiful, and we must eat to survive. We catch what we can. We walk past what we lose for the promise of more, just ahead.”
Source: Home Safe: A Novel
“She sits in her usual ample armchair, with piles of books and unopened magazines around her. She sips cautiously from the mug of weak herb tea which is now her substitute for coffee. At one time she thought that she could not live without coffee, but it turned out that it is really the warm large mug she wants in her hands, that is the aid to thought or whatever it is she practices through the procession of hours, or of days.”
Source: New Selected Stories
“She sits in the driveway, freezing, for thirty-six minutes. Arguing with herself. Because she thinks she's in love with him too. And there are two ways she can be a fool in love right now. She chooses the harder one. And knocks on the door.”
Source: Wake
“She sits naked in the bathtub – a soupy mixture of water and milk, saffron and incense – she looks at the misty valley lit up with fluorescent lights. The Ganges at dusk. Lighted lamps floating away, gently, carrying secret sins.”
Source: So I Let It Be
“She sits there and feels the loneliness and the lack of him”
Source: Instructions for a Heatwave
“She sits up, and her smile is catlike---secretive, smug. Another reason I'm a dog person. Never trust a cat, they'll eat your face if you die. (I have no proof of this. Only a strong gut feeling.)”
Source: Tokyo Ever After
“She sits up. I can’t read her expression, but her cheeks look a little pink. “I didn’t think you were going to be here.” “I live here.”
Source: Black Heart