A carny worker was bending over me, only inches away, saying something over and over again.
A few minutes later his deep voice drifted back down the hall as he discussed something with her.
A flicker of alarm went across her features, warning Deidre something was wrong.
A man who has at length found something to do will not need to get a new suit to do it in; for him the old will do, that has lain dusty in the garret for an indeterminate period.
A mouse she could handle – literally, but a snake was something different.
Accepting his proposal of marriage might be setting her up for a fall, but declining was surely something she would live to regret.
After telling me the contest was over, something I'd just told her, she reluctantly transferred me to Irv Goldman who was in charge of the contest while it was running.
After that, whenever the children were hungry, they cried out, "Becos! becos! becos!" till the shepherd gave them something to eat.
Again the princess glanced round at her companion with even more uneasiness in her manner and was about to add something, but Pierre interrupted her.
Ah yes, there was something else important, very important, that I was keeping till I should be in bed.
Alex didn't look at Carmen, which was her first inkling that something was amiss.
Alex said something and Jonathan conveyed it to Carmen.
All right, let's talk about something else.
All was destroyed, except something intangible yet powerful and indestructible.
And didn't wedding vows say something about forsaking all others?
And I think you felt something as well.
And I'll be the first person to yell at you if you do something stupid.
And yet, even after he knew she suspected something, he made no attempt to send her home.
And yet, if he was involved in something illegal, they could have nothing together.
And yet, Pete had told her to seek out Bordeaux if something happened.
Any time a wild animal isn't afraid of you, there is probably something wrong.
As before he was absent-minded and seemed occupied not with what was before his eyes but with something special of his own.
As for sitting around doing nothing, I'm going to do something about that.
As Grasso moved around to the driver's door, something fell from the rear, left side of the back.
As he joined her they squinted into the heat waves, shielding their eyes against the bright sun - trying to discern something of the shadows below the plume.
As I write this, something like fifty million blogs and billions of blog posts are online.
As incredible as this psychic ability is, the whole world knows something or someone can do this.
As she stared at the caskets she knew she should feel something – should cry.
As they strode into the gardens toward an awaiting helicopter, she couldn't help but think she'd just stepped into something far greater than she could ever imagine.
As they turned them over one seemed still alive and, would you believe it, he jabbered something in their lingo.
At another spot he noticed a Russian soldier laughingly patting a Frenchman on the shoulder, saying something to him in a friendly manner, and Kutuzov with the same expression on his face again swayed his head.
At last he saw something in the darkness that looked like two balls of fire.
At least something was going right.
Because you had something else on your mind.
Being groped by him again wasn't something she was looking forward to.
Being tempted was one thing, giving in to temptation was something else.
Believe me, it wasn't something I easily forgot.
Believing their danger past, they sprang from their ambush and, chirruping something in their shrill little voices and holding up their skirts, their bare little sunburned feet scampered merrily and quickly across the meadow grass.
Betsy looked about to say something, but turned and led the others to the conference room.
Bianca waited for Darian to say something more insightful, but nothing came.
Brandon must have wanted something different as well.
Bumpus got loose when something made a noise in the woods.
But all along, they believed they would ultimately prevail—and not just win the war, but also do something epic that would change the course of history for all time.
But despite this, thanks to his regiment, Prince Andrew had something to think about entirely apart from general questions.
But he stopped, a twinge of something akin to regret filtering through the hard layers protecting his emotions.
But her thoughts were falling under the control of something else.
But how did you know he wouldn't do something to her to keep his secret.
But now I am hiding something!
But something; no someone, was threatening that tranquility.
But the darkness was still there, like Talon put something evil in me.
But then, she admitted to loving him at one time, so it's not hard to believe she still felt something for him.
But when you kissed me, something snapped inside.
But why didn't you say something to me about all of this before now?
But you know something, don't you?
Carefully, Selyn wrote out something then passed it to Deidre.
Carmen tried to shut them out by thinking about something else, but her mind kept going back to the same thing.
Come on, I'll show you something that will take your breath away.
Could it have something to do with Quinn's experimental stuff?
Deidre fled to it, needing something to bolster the defenses that were dropping too fast.
Deidre gripped him, craving something she didn't know how to ask him for.
Dessalles said something about Vitebsk.
Did you have something in mind?
Did you see something today that we should know about, Bordeaux?
Difficult as it was to believe he was involved in something like this, it was even harder to believe he had no interest in her.
Do you have something better?
Do you know something I don't?
Does something happen to me?
Dusty didn't say what they both knew, that Darian's attempt to save the world broke something they didn't know how to fix.
Dusty hesitated and then snatched his dinner before he did something they'd both regret.
Dusty knew the memory of killing in order to be initiated wasn't something even Bianca could take away from him.
Each had walked away with something.
Even she would have had trouble working with something so little, but his big hands dispensed with the job in short order.
Even so, it was as if a something had been lifted from her chest, allowing the flow of oxygen and blood to a starving brain.
Every time I found a way to lead into it, you came up with something else.
Everyone was staring at her as if they expected her to faint or something.
Exhausted, she reached them some time later, praying for a break or a snack or something!
For a moment he gazed down at her as though something were troubling him, but then he finally turned.
For a moment she struggled with him until something changed in his eyes.
For the first time in his life, he felt like running away from something.
For the first time, I felt we all sensed we might be on to something highly significant.
Fred could tell by the look on her face that something was wrong.
From his square-toed boots to the white shirt tucked into indigo jeans, his lean frame was something to admire.
Generally speaking, if something sounded too good to be true, it usually was.
Half the services I've been to, the presiding reverend never met the deceased and still managed to say something nice.
Harmony bent over her, saying something Deidre wasn't able to hear.
He didn't seem to be there to burglarize the place; it was like he was searching for something.
He does something weird with computers, electricity and maybe death rays.
He had made his choice - suggesting something else would be rude.
He held out something to her.
He knows what I'll do to him if something happens to her?
He laughed and muttered something about foolishness.
He leaned forward, as if to say something in her ear.
He led the way to the door, all the while muttering something under his breath about something being stupid.
He looked up, a surprised expression crossing his face, as if he'd told her something he wasn't supposed to.
He must have seen something besides tracks or he wouldn't be so concerned.
He muttered something and colored.
He needed something to take that edge off.
He obviously had something definite on his mind.
He picked up a newspaper and snapped it open, his attention instantly captured by something he found in its crinkled pages.
He raised his companion and said something, pointing to his mouth.
He rolled his eyes, as if repeating something he heard regularly.
He rubbed his neck, unable to shake the feeling that something was wrong.
He said nothing to Talon, gave no trace he knew something was wrong.
He sensed something wrong but kept it from the petite woman beside him, who had enough of her own issues to deal with.
He simply said he would have told her to bring something else.
He smelled like a heady mix of male musk and something so faint and sweet, it made her want to press her face to the skin of his chest for a better smell.
He sold his first painting at age fifteen – something like $17,000.
He thinks its weaponry or something.
He took something like an oarlock from his pocket and fastened it to the stern of the boat; then with a paddle which worked in this oarlock one of the boys could guide the boat while the other turned the paddle wheels.
He Traveled to the basement lab and perched next to Toni on a stool at a table bearing something that should've made him lose his appetite.
He walked back to his horse and untied something from the saddle.
He was searching for something.
He was the kind of man she wouldn't think twice about running from, though the intelligence gleaming in his soulful brown eyes gave him away as something more.
He wished to say something more, but at that moment Prince Vasili and his daughter got up to go and the two young men rose to let them pass.
He won't need to destroy ME, for if I don't get something to eat pretty soon I shall starve to death, and so save him the trouble.
He'd always found something wrong, something evil or bad, no matter how small the inclination.
He'd had a dream last night, something he never remembered in the morning, except for this time.
He's about to run into something bad.
He's always been secretive, and whenever I ask him, he just tells me it's something I don't want to be involved in.
He's got this weird thing like if he sees himself, he'll self-destruct or something.
He's gotta be good for something.
He's planning something big for the weekend, and it sounds like his pop will be in town for it.
Her cheeks flushed again and in her desperate search for something to explain her preoccupation, she plunged into the subject of the curtains.
Her fingertips touched something and she grabbed a hand full of Brandon's shirt.
Her hand touched something sticky and she lifted it to find blood.
His aura of power, his command and confidence, the sense that—whatever he was—he was something humankind wasn't prepared to face.
His body shook uncontrollably, and something warmed his side.
His gaze drew distant, as if he were remembering something dark.
His mother pushed him off on us because he stayed up here in New Hampshire because he stayed here a couple of summers growing and she thought visiting might jar something loose.
How about if I did something really bad?
How could he think she would go along with something so criminal?
How good was a Defender of Humanity who purposely looked away from something that led to so many deaths?
Howard was trying to find something on him.
Howie started to say something but changed his mind, interested to hear everyone's opinion.
I always knew when she wished me to bring her something, and I would run upstairs or anywhere else she indicated.
I asked, trying to learn something of what transpired.
I brought you something to eat.
I came down with Felipa to get something to eat.
I can follow the threads, but no one else can, and there's always the chance that something unexpected gets caught up in them.
I can turn anything into something else the same size, but I'd never tried with a person before.
I can't believe we're getting involved in something so bizarre and so treacherous.
I confirmed that she had temporarily began working but something else has come up so she should expect another lull.
I considered calling Howie and learn what he'd told the detective before I blurted out something that totally contradicted what my former partner in crime had related.
I did something bad, Dusty.
I do need to ask you for something.
I don't care what happens to me, but I don't ever mean to do something that would make you get hurt.
I don't know what he's doing, but I think it's something illegal.
I don't know what's been bothering you lately, but if I've done something, I wish you would tell me.
I don't want him paying for something I did.
I don't want you fainting and breaking your neck or something.
I figure he must have something in mind after he graduates this spring.
I found the key, just where you said but when I went in, I knew something was wrong.
I guess I should go to college and make something of myself.
I guess I'll have to put something over it.
I guess it's just something different - something we aren't used to yet.
I guessed vaguely from my mother's signs and from the hurrying to and fro in the house that something unusual was about to happen, so I went to the door and waited on the steps.
I have a feeling something else is going on.
I have something I need to take care of.
I have something to return to you.
I heard something in the basement and wanted to see what it was.
I just hope there isn't something truly important she's trying to tell us but is too afraid to say.
I just need you to remind Darian of something.
I just wanted to ask him something.
I knew he was capable of something like this.
I knew he'd figure out something.
I knew something was wrong.
I know leaving is upsetting, but something else is bothering her.
I know something awful happened to Damian.
I nearly hung up but something in his voice caused me to hang on.
I need to go to town for something so I'd better get started.
I need to talk to you about something.
I never thought she'd do something like that, he said quietly.
I reckon that's something that needs to be done, and them children would be better off with a woman looking after them.
I saw something red up there in the rocks.
I saw something, she insisted.
I should have thought about it before, but it's never too late to stop doing something you know is wrong.
I sure wish I had said something to you earlier, Sherlock.
I think it's something about my body chemistry that they don't like.
I want to show you something.
I want you to start learning what it means to be in charge of something.
I wanted to shout something like Dracula is out of his casket and has a thirst for my wife's A-negative blood, but I bit my tongue and begged that this was truly an emergency.
I wanted you to say something - anything.
I was sure something had happened to you.
I was thinking even someone who doesn't fear death, fears something else.
I'd like to think we were doing something worthwhile instead of wasting our time on pointless errands.
I'll find you something else.
I'll let you know if I hear something I think you need to know.
I'm afraid he'll do something... to himself.
I've been thinking about rigging up something on the front to catch the webs.
I've got something I want to show you.
I've said something to upset you.
If he had, something horrible had happened.
If he trusted her, he wouldn't have been snapping at her as if she had done something wrong.
If he was, that made twice she had been attracted by a man who was doing something illegal.
If I didn't bring a horse or something, I'd be afoot from then on.
If it's something we simply can't afford, that's one thing, but we should be encouraging things like this, Alex.
If more than one person knows something, it's not a secret.
If only he would smile with something besides his eyes.
If she said he was responsive, Claudette would assume something was going on.
If something happens to the rest of us, I want you to ride as fast as you can to Ashley.
If something is upsetting you, consider sharing it.
If something occurs that is thought to be impossible, it either isn't impossible or it didn't occur.
If they served something she couldn't eat, she'd feign illness.
If you have time while you're in town, we could get together for coffee or something.
If you think it's capable of something world shattering, you're mistaken.
If you'd only said something - told me how you felt.
In dry gourds, they were served a hot tea made from the ground leaves of something Bordeaux called the lip fern.
In eternity there is indeed something true and sublime.
In such a hurry, she was bound to leave something behind that she would need later.
In that instant she realized something else.
Ironically, it was something he told me Lisa said that gave me the idea to search somewhere else.
Is not a Wizard something like a Sorcerer?
Is something on your mind?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong?
It did cross my mind that Mertz might have something to worry about, though.
It didn't need another rinse, but she needed the time to contemplate before saying something she might regret.
It had something to do with Bianca, with destroying where he'd started with her.
It had something to do with the beautiful woman before him who made him feel for the first time in years.
It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art.
It looks like he'd just come out of the shower and got it from behind, with something heavy.
It looks like something out of a horror movie.
It might have been something she would suspect if she had ever seen him in the pool.
It sounded more like something a woman would think of.
It sounds like I might be able to work something out.
It was a perfect evening... until something slithered across her foot.
It was almost three O'clock in the afternoon and her stomach was screaming for something to eat.
It was better than any jewels he could buy her, because it meant something to him!
It was going to be hard enough to work at the diner, but it was something she was going to have to do.
It was hard to imagine something that fed off depravity wanted peace.
It was in his nature, and it was something that wasn't going to change.
It was no longer the commander-in-chief speaking but an ordinary old man who wanted to tell his comrades something very important.
It was simple enough to wander around outside, as if she were looking for something.
It was something Alex didn't need to know.
It was something else... maybe the mystery?
It was something her parents never understood... which was probably why they moved to Fayetteville.
It was something normal people did during this time of year, something she'd done every year for twenty-three years.
It was something she had been told often, but never expected to be asked.
It was something she had smelled at the University ... but when and where?
It was something she hadn't thought of in that way.
It was something she would have to learn to accept - get on with her life.
It was something they had learned to accept.
It wasn't something she wanted to talk about.
It wasn't something that could be denied.
It will cost you something.
It's about time he did something with this old house.
It's easier to simply fix something at home.
It's just something I do, she replied.
It's just something I do.
It's just something I want to know.
It's like a gift I've been given and I'm supposed to do something with it and if I don't, I'm...
It's something that's really got me down.
Its reawakening of the arts derived chiefly from seeking to recapture something thought lost from a past Golden Age.
Jenn's guys got something.
Julie waited for me to say something.
Just about time I think the two of you are making progress, something like this comes up.
Just let me know if something comes up and you think I need to come home.
Just make sure he's not traumatized or something.
Leaking this guy's involvement is something you don't want to do.
Len suspected or knew something.
Let me ask you something else, Miss Reagan.
Let's go get a hamburger or something.
Lisa watched the two of them, sensing that there was something neither of them wanted to mention.
Listen, I think he knows I saw something.
Makeup was something she rarely wore, but she did have some.
Martha could tell by the look on my face that something was wrong.
Maybe Darian hadn't been talking about infidelity but about something else.
Maybe he knew something and that was why he picked up Connie that night.
Maybe he was making something up for their benefit.
Maybe he's got something worse planned.
Maybe it had something to do with his investments.
Maybe it was the emotional high they were feeling because of the babies, but something seemed to have shifted their foundation.
Maybe it's something a person understands better when he becomes a father.
Maybe she could do something about that and help Cade make some money at the same time.
Maybe something to do with her mother—like her mother mistreats her or beats her?
Maybe... but something about him rang true – mostly the part that he had saved her life.
Miles away, Sofia couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong with Damian.
Mom is fixing supper and I'm sure she has something you can wear in the morning.
Most moved away quickly, sensing there was something about him that just wasn't normal.
Most were just hints, you know, like 'I know something and I'll tell you for a price.'
My guys have something on the video cameras.
No doubt the bird had mistaken the purple silk for something good to eat.
No one wants anything to do with something like you, he reminded her.
No, a restraining order wouldn't stop him from finding me if he wanted to, and it might just make him mad enough to do something worse.
No, go ahead and fix something if you want.
No, this was pillow talk with Quinn but Howie knows something is wrong.
No. I honestly don't think that's possible but he is seeing something.
Not unless there's something different about it.
Occasionally he glanced behind him, as if searching for someone, or something, that might be watching.
Of course, if he was already going to the store to get something...
On the other hand, maybe he was hiding from something besides the responsibility of the ranch.
Once she woke when something tugged under her ear.
Once she wouldn't have thought him capable of something so unfair.
Paper rattled and then something was placed on the skin under her ear.
Perhaps something that happened to Howie in there and his past is resurrecting these visions!
Perhaps they'll be something to my liking down the coast along the beach before I get seriously involved in necessary business.
Perhaps your mind remembered something you read?
Pierre murmured something unintelligible, and continued to look round as if in search of something.
Rather, that something else was wrong.
Right now we have to do something about this traffic.
Seducing him was something she thought would be difficult, but it was actually enjoyable.
Seeing the self-confident and refined expression on the faces of those present he was always expecting to hear something very profound.
She acts like you should spank her and force her admit to doing something she considers really bad.
She almost refused but something about the look on his face made her hesitate.
She began to cry; something my wife almost never does.
She can't make up her mind whether you're having an affair with me or hiding something.
She couldn't bear the thought of him returning to the troubled teen he'd been and tried to think of something to say to straddle the line between mothering him and letting him be his own person.
She couldn't help wondering about the two of them and why she felt suddenly jealous, even though Jenn could give Dusty something she wasn't willing to.
She didn't think she'd ever win with him, but she was thrilled knowing she'd done something right.
She didn't want to believe he was doing something like that, but it was fresh on her mind that the unthinkable actually does happen.
She found herself nipping back at his chest and neck, something she'd never done before.
She had some money tucked away in a cookie jar in the kitchen and she intended to pay him something, whether he liked it or not.
She hung, helpless and exhausted, stuck in the in-between place until the pain of her head hitting something hard jarred her into consciousness.
She is always doing something for us, said Blondel.
She kept looking toward Martha until Martha asked if something was wrong.
She looked up at her husband as he began to dress "It's as if she's done something wrong and wants to talk about it but doesn't know how."
She needed something else to do - something creative.
She offered him something that was never before attainable.
She picked up the box to toss it on the chair when something slid out.
She poured a bowl of cereal, something Martha would have done for herself on a usual day.
She said nothing, realizing she'd told him something he didn't know.
She said something and then rode ahead.
She said something to him softly, leaning toward him seductively.
She shivered, sensing something truly evil in his monotonous voice and cold hands.
She smelled something faint, familiar.
She started to toss the letter aside, and then something made her read on.
She told our neighbor Mildred she'd done something she regretted 'cause now she really liked this guy and thought maybe she'd messed things up between them.
She wanted something as elusive as the scent.
She wanted to talk to you about something.
She was even more afraid of what he'd say, if he thought something was wrong with her like everyone else did.
She was missing something.
She went there for two summers, until she began turning everything she touched into something else, and her father was forced to pull her out of school at the age of twelve.
She would begin to say something to her in a low tone from the other end of the room.
She'd lost something when the Dark One turned her.
She's as upset as a jilted lover over Quinn's attitude and I'm afraid she's going to do something irrational.
Shivering, she couldn't help thinking something was very wrong.
Snakes were something that gave her the willies.
So I've finally found something you're afraid of more than me.
So, if Lon said something stupid to you, you could toss him into the air and leave him there until he agreed to treat you with an ounce of respect.
So, it looks like Talon's goons took our pig and injected it with something to turn it into a vamp.
So, why hadn't he said something?
Some day Michael would grow up and realize there was something more in life than conquest.
Something about Damian, the man who made kiri cry.
Something about her feet hitting the floor in the morning seemed to trigger her stomach.
Something about her voice gave me enough confidence to continue.
Something about his flippant answer made her think he would be a master at verbal fencing.
Something about his voice quickened her pulse.
Something about the man made her feel safe, and the warm electricity in her body made her sleepy.
Something about the way he was watching her felt uncomfortable.
Something deep inside said that if Allen were six years older and had a child, he'd still be as irresponsible as he was now.
Something drew her attention to Jonathan, who was watching Alex intently.
Something dropped on the ground beside her and she opened her eyes.
Something else was going on.
Something flickered in his gaze, and she guessed he had an inkling of what awaited him.
Something had to be done before he got them both killed.
Something in his innocent boyish smile and the way he moved - so deliberate, even graceful.
Something in his voice had changed.
Something in my pocket--can't remember...
Something inside said she needed that job.
Something is frightening you.
Something is just … I don't know.
Something jarred her, a flash of magic, one that made her more nauseous than what she saw happen next.
Something more than Dusty killing bad guys was upsetting her.
Something moved in the brush not far away and she froze.
Something private - or more interesting antiques?
Something terrible would've had to happen to break the connection between Damian and her.
Something told her Darkyn wasn't so considerate.
Something was moving among the rocks at the bottom of the chasm.
Something was pushing its way through the bushes.
Something weird going on here.
Something... she shook herself mentally.
Something's been troubling Martha for the past two weeks.
Something's not right here.
Stalking an innocent woman in the alley was a cakewalk, until the moment she said something she shouldn't have known.
Still, it was something she should have asked when he first offered her the job.
Sure, he said her lifestyle appealed to him, but was that because it was something new?
Surely he knew she wouldn't leave him over something that happened before they met.
Surely they represented something special to Quinn LeBlanc.
Thanks, now why don't you get dressed and we'll go out to dinner and a movie or something.
That had to count for something.
That level of agony was something she never wanted to go through again.
That was something she didn't want to do.
That was something to keep in mind.
That was something to remember.
That would do, but what about something to eat with it.
That's not something I can ask my mother, for god's sake!
That's something I have no control over.
That's something the law enforcement people don't want to do.
That's true but the electrostatic attraction is something we're just beginning to understand.
The detective seemed unconvinced until I told him John Luke Grasso wanted something from my friend and he might have contacted him.
The difference between his former and present self was that formerly when he did not grasp what lay before him or was said to him, he had puckered his forehead painfully as if vainly seeking to distinguish something at a distance.
The dying flicker danced and radiated in his shaking hand, reflecting on something white.
The gray eyes held a glint of something more than humor, but his lips twisted into a satirical smile.
The idea of something so horrible happening to him saddened her.
The idea of talking to her again was unsettling enough, but to tell her something like this?
The kid was already too upset about something.
The minute he detected something more than a platonic relationship, it was going to be good-by friendship.
The Natural I planted there called this morning and said they were waiting to burn the place until something got there.
The nurse gave her something.
The old lady babbled something to her husband about Howie, and naturally, Howie doesn't know what guy is talking about.
The post office might know something.
The recent chain of events made it impossible for her to deny something serious was going on, and she was somehow involved.
The sensations within her churned and burned in a way that demanded she do something.
The small group moved more hurriedly now and the man said something to Betsy and shoved her forward toward an emergency exit.
The tome was far heavier than she expected, made of something much different than cardboard and paper.
The vamp said something about splitting the sky.
The whole of Damian's history, his forefathers', all the way to the Beginning, when spirits milled without purpose before the Original Beings shaped the universe into something much greater.
Then a woman in the background said something about them all moving to this keen town and the woman on the phone laughed, like it was a joke.
Then she asked, Martha, is there something you want to talk about?
Then something else crossed her mind.
Then, again, if he did want to talk to her about something, this was the perfect opportunity.
Then, with her head bowed, taking small spoonfuls, she asked, If I did something really bad—if I broke a really important rule, what would you do?
There is something about the way she looks at you when she needs your help – so vulnerable.
There is something electrifying in the atmosphere of the former place.
There is something to be said for being poor.
There was a big blow up last evening... something about Annie, the daughter that died.
There was certainly something in it.
There was something familiar about that face, yet she was certain she had never met him before.
There was something sacred about his trust in her.
There was something very different about this woman, and it was more than the feel of her energy flowing through him.
There wasn't something wrong with him; he was wrong!
They came up to the fire, hoarsely uttering something in a language our soldiers did not understand.
They meant little to her, but to Damian, they could mean something.
They still had something mysterious and exciting to explore.
They wouldn't all be there unless something terrible had happened.
They'll think you're hiding something.
This is something so far beyond what he was.
This was a relationship she might want to pursue if he wasn't involved in something illegal.
This was an odd way of proving something, for, as every one can readily see, it proved nothing.
This was obviously something Brandon needed to set straight with her.
This year there was something to cheer about with Billy Langstrom.
Two men sat at the table, one with blond hair and the other like something out of a movie.
Unless there was something wrong with it.
Unwilling to fight something that didn't die, she drove to Doolin and the bed and breakfast.
Warmth invaded her cheeks as she thought of something else.
Was he going to say something about the fact that she wandered too far from the house?
Was it honor that forced him to put aside this time and effort to her gain, or was it something else?
Was it love that had prompted him to propose, or was there something else?
Was it something I said last night?
Was there something else, or was it her imagination?
We believe you experienced something truly unique.
We both inherited our powers while Dusty was like you, a human meant for something much greater.
We might have done something to help you.
We need to talk about something.
We were tip toeing toward something impossible and it made me nervous.
We're his friends; we can think of something.
We're seeing something strange out here.
We're something of a rarity.
Well, she must have thought it was something.
What if the silly, innocent, clueless little girl you spent years lying to actually had something that you need to leave here?
What if there was something I could do to help you?
What was clear was the fact that he was struggling over something.
What you have on is fine, but if you want to freshen up and wear something else, go ahead.
Whatever is here isn't something you or I can fight.
Whatever was bothering him, he needed to say something or stop sulking.
Whatever. Just think it over and don't jump into something you might live to regret.
When a child does something bad, we talk about it—try to find out why—make sure we all learn from our mistakes.
When Alex approached Carmen about giving Tessa some money, she said it was up to him, but keep in mind that the issue could have been something like drugs.
When Dulce stopped talking, he said something and turned, walking away from her.
When it didn't morph into something else, she knew it was what he wanted.
When the band took a break, Carmen was looking for something cool to drink.
When the nurse arrived, she took Destiny's temperature and said something about the doctor.
Who hasn't sat at a stop light and been so distracted by something else that they didn't notice the light was green?
Who was Deidre to interfere in something that spanned so long and involved two people who cared so much for each other?
Why didn't he do something about this cold house?
Why didn't you say something before you left?
Why don't I take you out to get something to eat?
Will you tell me if you need something to help her?
Would you do something for me?
Would you like some coffee or something?
Wouldn't that be something?
Yancey stalked off to his chair, muttering something under his breath.
Yeah; that's public information, but something tells me that only works if he actually registers; you think?
Yet there was something about the way he moved, so full of grace and power.
Yet, there was something about him that attracted her like a June bug to a light bulb.
You actually sought out my company - or did you have something earth-shattering to tell me?
You always appear when something bad is about to happen.
You can take notes, just in case we forget something.
You ever meet someone and you knew there was something just wrong about them?
You have to stay true to your values while destroying something as well.
You haven't killed me yet, so you must want something from me.
You heard something all the way up in your room.
You might have said something in my defense last night, instead of sitting there like a lump on a log.
You need something to calm you down.
You need to do something about her.
You said something similar two days ago, before I became the mate of the Dark One.
You should do something about the problem.
You spring something on me and then you just shut me out - like what I feel isn't important.
You think I'd sell my soul because of something so stupid?
You want something to drink?
You've got something planned this weekend, but what about Wednesday night?