Fat raindrops soaked his clothing and left him chilled.
His clothing was thick and heavy this night, as if he expected to be standing outside her window until dawn.
Some of the money she had saved would have to go into new clothing - and soon.
He indicated the neatly folded clothing on the table beside the bed.
Pierre was beyond handsome with his brooding looks, wind-swept blond hair, black clothing, and trench coat.
She heard the rustling of clothing as he dressed.
She checked her weapons with scrutiny that would've made her father proud and dressed in dark clothing loose enough for her to fight.
Sure, Dean thought, I'll put it on the list, right after food, clothing and shelter, all of which were tough enough to fund given Bird Song's present budget.
She tried on every piece of clothing today and took five baths to test the different soaps.
He has given you clothing both warm and beautiful.
A voice from the other stall cried out the name Julie, but I had opened it too, and with knife at the woman's throat, calmly told her to adjust her clothing and come with me.
Only Quinn's notes, a few articles of discarded clothing and the recorder remained.
Please remove your clothing, Elizabeth.
Please remove your clothing, Elizabeth.
She slept until the edge of her fatigue was gone before borrowing his neatly folded clothing and making herself a huge pancake and egg midday breakfast.
Everything about Jenn was sexy, from her tight clothing to her sensual walk to her smoky make-up and low, gravelly voice.
Bianca looked fearfully at the pregnant blonde, whose blood already soaked her clothing, then at the waiting devil beside her.
Jonny looked healthy and rested, his dark eyes swirling, his clothing dry and neat despite the storm.
Dusty was bloodied and drenched, his clothing torn from his battle with Talon.
She glanced down and realized she couldn't return home in clothing that was plainly not hers.
She wore a soft nightgown and changed into the clothing left for her.
She closed the door behind her, dressed in clothing that accentuated her large breasts and tight body.
She marveled over the clothing and jewelry before changing.
Like the assassin who obsessed about birthdays and clothing, there were two sides to the man before her: the warm, friendly stranger with whom she'd felt so comfortable she confided to him over the phone without knowing anything about him, and the tattooed thug before them in snug biker leathers.
All that stuff looked 'old' to her—the bones, the clothing, everything.
Deidre was too cold to shed her clothing beyond her jacket but did take off her shoes.
Dressed in the seductive clothing of Hell, her body's gentle shape appeared voluptuous, her narrow shoulders exposed, her round hips and breasts enhanced.
Instead, she went to her bedroom, changed into her clothing and packed a bag.
Tall and lean, with eyes as black as Gabriel's, the man who stood too close for her comfort wore normal enough clothing, aside from the knives strapped to his thighs.
Deidre clung to the clothing covering his chest.
There were tags on most of the clothing, and the styles were from fall.
Her clothing from the Sanctuary was in a garbage can.
He pulled out a small stack of clothing from the backpack and peeled off his shirt, displaying the lean, muscular body beneath.
Hannah warmly greeted her friends, four coiffed women in expensive clothing with diamonds the size of her thumbnail on their ring fingers.
His clothing fitted his form snugly and was gorgeously colored in brilliant shades of green, which varied as the sunbeams touched them but was not wholly influenced by the solar rays.
In the center of each plant grew a daintily dressed Mangaboo, for the clothing of all these creatures grew upon them and was attached to their bodies.
Instead of a trunk for his clothing, he carried a pair of saddlebags.
The little chest that held his clothing had been carried down to the bank.
Some of these bundles contained the things they would need on the road; some contained clothing; and some contained goods which the master would sell in the city.
_Dearest Carl; You are a good boy to send me all your wages, for now I can pay the rent and buy some warm clothing for your little sister.
Their faces were browned by the sun; their hands were hard and gnarly; their backs were bent by much heavy lifting; their clothing was in tatters.
You could have the libertarian state, the green state, the clothing-optional state, the state with free public housing for all, the state where puns are outlawed, the state with a two-drink minimum, the fiercely pro-business state—even a state that guarantees free speech but requires that you sing your speech like a show tune.