Her lip began to tremble.
Her face had shriveled, her upper lip had sunk in, and her eyes were dim.
He glanced at her and his lip twitched.
Her arms were crossed and she was chewing on her lower lip again.
She nibbled on her lower lip, thinking furiously.
Cynthia bit her lip; the euphoria of speaking with Martha was slipping away.
More anger stirred as Jade bit his lip to keep from defending Kris.
He had grown, become rosier, had curly dark hair, and, when merry and laughing, quite unconsciously lifted the upper lip of his pretty little mouth just as the little princess used to do.
The Emperor began to breathe heavily and rapidly, his lower lip trembled, and tears instantly appeared in his fine blue eyes.
Her lower lip pushed out and then she started to cry.
Her gaze took in his masculine chin, the square cut lower lip and the piercing blue eyes - only right now they weren't piercing.
She chewed her lower lip and studied him from under lowered lashes.
In dry gourds, they were served a hot tea made from the ground leaves of something Bordeaux called the lip fern.
Mary gnawed on her lower lip and it was her turn to blush.
The lip twitched again.
She bit her lower lip and looked down at her hands again.
My wife was biting her lip and tears began seeping down her cheeks.
Julie bit her lip but didn't answer.
She bit her lip but didn't acknowledge what I said.
Molly started to bite her lip and I thought tears would follow but Betsy grabbed her hand.
My wife bit her lip not to cry.
I could see my wife's nervousness; picking at her fingers, chewing her lip, twirling her hair.
She chewed on her lip, thinking hard.
Xander's lip curled with a growl.
She chewed her lip and glanced at her own wrist.
Pierre's lip was completely insubordinate, and it was obvious he'd never worked for Dusty.
Sofia bit her lip and crossed her arms, unable to admit she couldn't really eat.
She pressed her lip together to hide her fangs.
She nibbled on her lower lip with her tiny fangs.
Martha bit her quivering lip and began to cry.
She bit her lip and closed her eyes, hugging against him like a lost child.
She bit her lip and stared at the blanket.
She gnawed on her lower lip and finally met his gaze.
She met his gaze and knew her lip was quivering.
Katie gnawed on her lower lip and let her gaze shift to a watermark on the yellowed wallpaper.
Elizabeth watched in horror as his lower lip blistered.
His lip had started to heal, but there was still evidence of a burn.
Sarah pinched her bottom lip with her thumb and index finger.
While she wasn't crying, she was biting her lip against doing so, and kept blinking her reddened eyes.
She started to say something but just bit her lip and began to cry.
Dean bit his lip, assuming the little woman was about to complain about Gladys Turnbull's late night writing, but she had other concerns.
Dean bit his lip but had enough sense not to take the bait.