They gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before he spoke.
We chatted amicably around the oak table, laughing at each other's stories.
Betsy was in the kitchen, baking scones for a mid-morning snack, while the rest of us were lounging around the main room vetoing each other's suggestions.
The Other's gaze went to her.
Spirits dampened, Jule watched Rourk leave for the pub before Transporting himself to the forest side of the Other's property.
These were happy images of shared exploits, battlefield victories, and tender moments crying on each other's shoulders as their world grew uglier.
One had his sword raised, the other's was down.
The Dawkins brothers and their wives seemed to be continually in each other's faces and the Deans wondered why they bothered to travel together.
For a long moment they gazed into each other's eyes.
For a moment they simply looked into each other's eyes.
The two were always at each other's throats, and Gabe had witnessed their decision making skills on the Council.
He'd helped build the bridge between the two who were sworn together as mates after they barely learned each other's' names.
It's been calm for the past few hundred years, but I don't think any of us have forgotten that five hundred year period where we were at each other's throats.
Though all seven were constantly fighting, Kris and Rhyn were always at each other's throats.
They stood in silence, comfortable and whole in each other's arms.
They were quiet for a sometime but could sense from each other's movements that neither was asleep.
It don't look like either one needs the other's check book.
The two stood, locked in a deep gaze, fully experiencing what they found in each other's eyes.
He saw the disappointment in her face, and wondered if she had hoped, as he had, that they would spend a lazy day learning all about each other's bodies.
Each tolerated the other's non-conjugal company.
In reality, neither ever gave a flip about the other's life or career.
The first week after they met, they were at each other's throats frequently.
For a moment they stood in each other's arms, gazing into each others eyes.
Afterward, they lay in each other's arms in contented silence.
For a moment they looked into each other's eyes, and the bond was there again ... briefly.
"I'm not worth an Other's attention," she replied.
The Other's words slowed, and the creature looked down at the protruding weapon.
For a moment they gazed into each other's eyes.
Their kiss was electrifying – the result of a tantalizing evening in each other's arms, no doubt.
In that brief moment, they looked into each other's eyes.
We enjoy each other's company and we have a lot in common.
The air around her crackled, Jonny's stormy power and the Other's cold lightening making her skin crawl.
Adrenaline shot through her at the surprised look on the Other's face.
As we just noted, when nations buy each other's goods, that promotes peace.
Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?
He had not discovered that it was necessary for him to make it worth the other's while to buy them, or at least make him think that it was so, or to make something else which it would be worth his while to buy.
When Prince Andrew went in the two princesses, who had only met once before for a short time at his wedding, were in each other's arms warmly pressing their lips to whatever place they happened to touch.
The two women let go of one another, and then, as if afraid of being too late, seized each other's hands, kissing them and pulling them away, and again began kissing each other on the face, and then to Prince Andrew's surprise both began to cry and kissed again.