"We'll stay for the chocolate," he decided.
The hot chocolate did its job, but not until well after five o'clock.
"Beautiful," he said softly, his eyes velvety chocolate pools.
That sweet chocolate gaze softened and a smile touched the corners of his mouth.
The dark eyes stood out like pockets of hot chocolate in his pale face.
While they took away the fatigue and gave her energy, she could think of nothing but chocolate sundaes and pickles.
"As for my part," His eyes were like soft chocolate pools as he gazed into hers.
Who could deny looking at those smooth bronzed features and delicious chocolate eyes that he was an unusually handsome man?
He stuffed the small box of fresh chocolate into his cargo pocket.
She'd seen Claire in the kitchen and hallway, eating Pop-Tarts, eating chocolate, eating broccoli.
He went through one of Andre's two walk-in closets, choosing a maroon sweater and chocolate suede pants.
The sparkle faded from his eyes, leaving them soft sweet chocolate pools.
Tammy and Sarah were in the kitchen when she returned, and Tammy was standing in a chair ripping the cover off some chocolate chip cookies.
Martha, a come-lately convert to our experiment, offered to fix Howie a hot chocolate in hopes it would induce a snooze.
Like her adoptive mother, Destiny was mesmerized by the chocolate gaze and rich deep voice.
She met that delicious chocolate gaze and smiled.
We've got some hot chocolate on the stove.
Davis handed her a scalding cup of coffee, his chocolate gaze scrutinizing - probably searching for some indication of congeniality.
"Chocolate chip," Jonny said in the same tone.
And then she'd tried to eat chocolate and ended up in the bathroom even weaker and hungrier.
Delicious dark chocolate eyes twinkled with mirth.
A smile was playing at the corners of his mouth as he watched her, and his chocolate gaze was kissed with humor.
The three sat at the table amid the warm smells of chocolate and apples, the Deans looking expectantly.
"I'll bet a mug of hot chocolate there are twenty-six different characters!" she said as she searched the text.
"I'll take my chocolate with whipped cream," Dean said but his wife made no move toward the kitchen.
Fred asked at one point, on his way to deliver cookies and hot chocolate to the parlor.
Delicious chocolate eyes twinkled down at her as he pinched her toe.
She lifted her head and gazed into those delicious dark chocolate eyes.
I'm glad I thought to create an emergency chocolate stash.
Lana shook her head, wondering what kind of man thought of chocolate at such a time.
"Your communiqué indicated you needed chocolate," he said as they walked.
Brady was more likely to kill Guardian and steal his chocolate than be Guardian.
Dan exclaimed happily, pulling chocolate out of the cabinet.
When he spotted her, that sweet chocolate gaze locked on her, visually embracing her from across the room.
His bittersweet chocolate gaze wandered over her face in search of something, or maybe he was digesting the information.
Looking into that semi-sweet chocolate gaze, it was easy to understand why Dulce lost her composure.
When she pulled back, his dark chocolate gaze turned sultry, quickening her pulse.
Her chocolate eyes sparkled.
Martha brewed coffee for us and hot chocolate for Howie.
What about peanut butter chocolate chip?
For a moment surprise captured her tongue and she basked under the warmth of that chocolate gaze.
That bittersweet chocolate gaze mesmerized her, filled her with a longing that he would not satisfy.
His expression was bland, but those delicious chocolate eyes wandered over her face in a disturbingly familiar way before he shut the door.
The chocolate gaze roved over her face and landed on her eyes.
Cynthia asked out of politeness as Effie picked up a chocolate chip cookie with dainty fingers.
He reached over and brushed some chocolate from the side of her mouth.
Soft chocolate eyes regarded her with veiled humor, and his mouth held the promise of a smile.
"You'll have to stay for an hour to await the chocolate," Planey continued.
He tossed him a bar of chocolate he'd stolen from the supplies.
He poured a cup of cold coffee from the pot and picked up Mrs. Lincoln in one arm, interrupting her licking the remains of a bowl of chocolate pudding.
His chocolate gaze scanned the room full of women uncomfortably as he walked toward her, his square-toed boots clicking briskly on the hardwood floor.
Or, through serendipity, scientists stumbled into things—with those "your chocolate is in my peanut butter" moments.
When Cade came into the kitchen she placed a cup of hot chocolate and a saucer of cinnamon toast before him.
His soft chocolate gaze went from the car to Carmen.
He smelled like dark chocolate, spices and man, a combination that ensnared her senses and made her want to taste him.
"The little angels have a thing for chocolate," Hannah explained.
The soft chocolate gaze met hers and the smooth lips tipped up slightly at the corners.
"The chocolate was good," he murmured, drifting off again.
Fred O'Connor, in the company of Emma Blanding, was passing out coffee and hot chocolate to the grateful line of chilled cyclists.
"Oooohhh chocolate!" several kids echoed.
It was so easy to agree and sink into his strength, let the scent of dark chocolate work its way into her skin as his hands moved over her.
Finally that soft chocolate gaze came back to her.
He was standing at the edge of the kitchen, a bouquet of wildflowers in one hand and concern etched in that delicious chocolate gaze.