He set the coffee mug on the counter.
Cade was standing in the doorway, coffee mug in hand.
No wonder I couldn't find them in any mug books.
She refilled the coffee pot and set another mug on the table.
Xander was waiting at one table, mug of coffee in hand.
Frustrated, she took him a mug of steaming coffee.
I had a mug, and little bird and candy.
He took a mug from the cupboard and poured himself a cup of coffee.
"I'll bet a mug of hot chocolate there are twenty-six different characters!" she said as she searched the text.
"Bring another mug," he called.
He took her mug of coffee but remained in her space.
Jessi went to the kitchen and got herself a mug then returned to the porch and sat down in the chair with its back to the blonde on the beach.
His chin rested on her head as he placed the mug on the table.
In a previous letter I think I wrote you that "mug" and "milk" had given Helen more trouble than all the rest.
We went out to the pump-house, and I made Helen hold her mug under the spout while I pumped.
She dropped the mug and stood as one transfixed.
At last she got up, gave me the mug, and led me out of the door to the pump-house.
Instinctively her fingers affirmed her hair was in order for the mug shot.
The days following the incident, Dean had pored over more mug books, sure he would be able to identify at least one of the two hoods.
Xander rose, snatching the flailing coffee mug with one hand while gripping her around the waist with his other.
She almost dropped the mug and twisted to see the stranger at the top of the stairs.
Of the pulses the most important are gram (Cicer arietinum), tur (Cajanus indicus), kulti (Dolichos biflorus), and mug (Phaseolus Mungo).
When she spells "milk," she points to the mug, and when she spells "mug," she makes the sign for pouring or drinking, which shows that she has confused the words.
Then it occurred to me that with the help of this new word I might succeed in straightening out the "mug-milk" difficulty.
Later he came through the patio door with an empty coffee mug and set it in the sink.
Alex leaned forward in his chair and slowly set the coffee mug on the table.
His gaze returned to the empty mug of cider and his uncontrollable urge to sleep.
He drank his mug of coffee and waited.
The sense of being overwhelmed made Deidre grip the coffee mug hard.
She carried the mug with her down the street to a store that smelled like an attic.
He set his mug on the counter.
He slammed the mug on the table and stood, crossing the distance between them in two long strides.