From the door she turned and watched as he climbed into his car and drove away.
Lisa drew further back into the brush as the car drove by.
Was it her imagination, or was it the man who drove the black car?
She stood in the road after he left, watching until he turned a corner and drove out of sight.
He drove the team relentlessly until they were well out of town.
He drove the speed limit - no more, no less.
The loneliness drove her mad.
It was with much anticipation we drove north on another Friday afternoon.
We drove another mile before spotting a corner variety store.
Howie drove down and picked up his beloved, along with Molly O'Malley, her nine year old daughter.
He said nothing as they exited and drove north, towards the highway.
Anxious never, ever to run into Talon or his men again, she left the garage and drove through the streets.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the brake lights of the woman's car as she drove down the driveway.
Her heart pounding, she turned the car around and drove back towards the dueling men.
The chauffeur drove them straight to the hill.
They were some of the most ancient beings in the universe, those whose first war drove immortals out of their world and created the mortal world.
His scent drove her body wild, the mix of sweat, darkness, and man.
She drove fast and arrived half an hour later to the safe house and parked out front.
The nip of his fangs at her neck, inner thighs and breasts almost drove her over the edge while his hot tongue and hands explored every part of her.
The doorway of the glass palace was quite big enough for the horse and buggy to enter, so Zeb drove straight through it and the children found themselves in a lofty hall that was very beautiful.
Slowly but steadily the heartless Mangaboos drove them on, until they had passed through the city and the gardens and come to the broad plains leading to the mountain.
The Mangaboos drove the horse and the kitten and the piglets into this dark hole and then, having pushed the buggy in after them--for it seemed some of them had dragged it all the way from the domed hall--they began to pile big glass rocks within the entrance, so that the prisoners could not get out again.
He drove these to the pastures on the hills and watched them day after day while they fed on the short green grass.
But he drove them back with scornful words.
The coachman made no answer, but drove onward.
He turned onto Franz Josef Street, where he was not supposed to have been, and drove right in front of a surprised Princip.
I personally think the establishment of charitable organizations was driven by the same spirit that drove the creation of new businesses.
Tacking and jibbing, we wrestled with opposing winds that drove us from side to side with impetuous fury.
One early thrush gave me a note or two as I drove along the woodland path.
Outside the house, beyond the gates, a group of undertakers, who hid whenever a carriage drove up, waited in expectation of an important order for an expensive funeral.
He drove to their house in some agitation.
We came across a train of loaded sleighs and drove right over two of them.