He paced back and forth across the room, deep in thought.
Together we paced out our quarters carefully and committed to memory exactly where everything was located.
She shooed Sunny away from her half-eaten pancakes and paced the living room until light faded completely from the horizon.
He rose and paced, dwelling on the carnage that would surely ensue if the Guardians remained vulnerable for long.
Jule rose and paced, anger rippling through him.
She read, paced, and finally just lay down to stare at the ceiling until morning came.
Rainy paced, flung himself into a chair, paced again.
She stood and paced anxiously, hugging herself.
Deidre paced for a moment before caving.
He paced the Bird Song nest, glancing at his watch every thirty seconds and grumbling about time being money on his Internet auctions.
Wynn paced in the closet –sized portal room.
Unable to sleep, Deidre paced, trying hard to shake the sensations clouding her head.
She paced around the stall and then lay down again.
Deidre paced on the beach behind her bungalow, unable to do anything but lecture herself over and over about how stupid she was to sleep with some random stranger.
She paced and rolled her shoulders to free them of tension.
Restless, he rose and paced again, wondering why Sasha needed an ancient healer in his zoo, a place where creatures came to suffer.
She napped, paced, and stared up at the ceiling.
The Immortals. leader cursed and paced for a few minutes after Rhyn left before disappearing into the hallway.
They entered Kris.s conference room, where Jade paced on the far side.
Faced with the reality of the situation, she paced in front of the door, arguing with herself.
The massive warrior paced to the window.
She paced as Dean finalized the arrangements with scarcely enough time left to reach the airport before the first leg of the trip was scheduled to board.
He paced around the parking lot for a few minutes cursing the first woman to ever deny him, and then stormed back into the bar, grabbed the red head, forced her to look into his eyes and growled, "You will not scream."
Connor mostly paced, nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
He paced as men rose from the ground and trotted to him, counting as they came.
Restless, she rose and paced in front of the safe.
Sensing demons in the upcoming halls, he replaced his hood and stepped from the stairwell leading to the basement into the hall on the main floor. Half a dozen demons paced the corridor, three dressed as scouts like he was. Rhyn made his way through his half-brethren, once again getting an idea of how many were there.
Rhyn paced. He still felt the need to find Death, that if he found her, she'd lead him to Katie. They could wander the underworld for millennia without finding Katie, but Death … Death would know where she was.
Vinnie paced up and down, grumbling like a bear on the first day of spring.
Winston paced up and down.
She paced the living room, talking to herself.
Jonny paced and brooded.
The waiting Guardian paced, eyeing the vamps that had gathered around to glare at him.
"Well now, isn't she a fool!" shouted the prince, pushing the book aside and turning sharply away; but rising immediately, he paced up and down, lightly touched his daughter's hair and sat down again.
He flushed crimson, left her side, and paced up and down the room.