The nights were still cold into April, but the temperature climbed into the 60's during the day.
Apparently his mood had been inspired by the telephone call she made to Connie a few nights ago.
If you'll think back, my message was that spending a few nights together wasn't a good reason to get married.
Each of us maintains our own apartment, but when Betsy is in town, we spend most nights together.
Memories of how much Darian loved Claire, of his own nights in her bed, overwhelmed him.
She sat down on her couch, recalling the nights she spent watching television after work.
We were in Hawaii and pretty mellowed out on one of those perfect beach nights, watching the moon dance on the incoming surf.
We won't spend our nights away from one another.
Several nights later the telephone rang and Carmen answered it.
Most nights, she wasn't enough to settle his restless blood.
She perched on a boulder near the entrance, wondering how many nights of Sasha-type treatment she'd take before tossing herself off the cliff.
He.d spent many wonderful nights in the now crispy bed.
Until that moment, she hadn't realized how much she missed passing away her nights playing her games!
But now, all she wants to do is— have sex with me, like we're still kids and she can turn the clock back to hot nights and summer camp.
I didn't think he had rough nights, just gave them.
Nights were sleepless bouts of coughing, and days were endless hours of work.
Greenie got you working nights, too?
Memories of their nights together made him sensitive to the warmth of her skin, the tension between them.
They were given reasonable service and whispered offers to, "Stay three nights, the next one's free, and we'll give you a receipt for four."
But then, Alex had spent a lot of nights alone.
The first two nights he was out on calls half the night and gone to work all day.
Nights near the ocean were humid and heavy despite the constant sea breeze, and he sucked in another deep breath, determined not to take even the heavy nights by the ocean for granted.
If the days were filled with flattery, the nights were filled with emptiness.
You can't go two nights without a woman.
Her nights were spent in writing, which seemed in her case a relaxation from the real business of the day, playing with her grandchildren, gardening, conversing with her visitors - it might be Balzac or Dumas, or Octave Feuillet or Matthew Arnold - or writing long letters to Sainte-Beuve and Flaubert.
In a wonderful book, called "The Arabian Nights," there are many interesting stories about him.
Then he went to live in the leafy pool at the end of the garden, where he made the summer nights musical with his quaint love-song.
It would be well, perhaps, if we were to spend more of our days and nights without any obstruction between us and the celestial bodies, if the poet did not speak so much from under a roof, or the saint dwell there so long.
The Guards had gone to the front; Dolokhov had been reduced to the ranks; Anatole was in the army somewhere in the provinces; Prince Andrew was abroad; so Pierre had not the opportunity to spend his nights as he used to like to spend them, or to open his mind by intimate talks with a friend older than himself and whom he respected.