He towered over them both, the muscles in his arms and shoulders straining against his shirt as he hooked his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans.
Her hair was free, the long, loose curls cascading down her shoulders and back.
Alex placed his hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her back.
Prince Andrew rose, shrugged his shoulders, and walked about the room.
But he threw it upon his shoulders and seemed well satisfied.
It can't be helped! said the count, shrugging his shoulders and speaking playfully of a matter that evidently distressed him.
He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her roughly against him and kissed her lips in a demanding way that roused more anger than anything else.
He tried to look away but I turned him by the shoulders and until our faces were inches apart.
The tension melted from Gabriel's shoulders as he sat on the settee across from Andre.
They again took him by the shoulders and laid him on the stretcher.
His shoulders swayed gracefully, the open denim jacket swinging loosely in the breeze.
Even the way she wore her hair, with those braids wrapped around the top of her head like a crown and the long shiny blond curls falling around her shoulders and down her back – she wasn't simply beautiful.
She leaned forward and stood on her toes, gripping his shoulders as she kissed his cheek.
Adrienne watched him walk away, his shoulders drooped slightly.
His hands gripped her shoulders and pulled her back so that he could see her face.
He watched her for a few minutes while she crawled under the wagon and pulled her blanket around her shoulders, and then he walked away.
She must have let her shoulders droop, or maybe it was her trembling body.
She admired his magnificent back and shoulders and then looked away.
Like the way his broad shoulders swayed so gracefully with each step as he strode to the corral - or the way he lounged in a doorway, coffee in one hand, one long leg thrown carelessly over the other.
And then he walked away, his shoulders swaying like a pendulum with his stride.
Molly shrugged her shoulders, as if she were being scolded.
From his shoulders to his chest to his flat midsection, every part of him looked as if he'd been carefully carved from stone.
He opened his eyes and trotted silently up the stairs, rolling his shoulders back in preparation for a fight with the Other.
His long, sleek hair was tied in a tight braid, and despite the cold and wind he wore only a long-sleeved sweater that hugged the muscles of his arms and shoulders beneath a down vest.
She stayed the urge to curl up in her chair, jumping when a shadow with lopsided shoulders emerged from the corner dressed like an executioner in black hood and gloves.
It was dark, cold, and the shots hit the man with lopsided shoulders, dropping him dead to the ground.
If his name scrawled across her shoulders didn't mark her as his, the collar did.
Her hands ceased quivering as she ran them across his chest, over his firm shoulders and shapely arms before returning to his chest.
She wore the Grecian style gown of Hell: secured around her neck by a loose band, it draped over her curves and pooled at her feet, leaving her arms, shoulders and back bare to the hips.
So far, wee Maria stood head and shoulders over any other domestic helper Bird Song had employed.
Dean nodded in agreement, his stomach roiling and his heart racing as he hoisted his knapsack to his shoulders and they slowly entered.
Narrow shoulders, rounded hips and a petite frame were distinctly feminine.
Her shoulders were hunched, her head down.
They were so tame that they sat on the shoulders of St. Francis and ate from his hand.
She has a fine head, and it is set on her shoulders just right.
Of what use this measuring of me if she does not measure my character, but only the breadth of my shoulders, as it were a peg to bang the coat on?
My employment out of doors now was to collect the dead wood in the forest, bringing it in my hands or on my shoulders, or sometimes trailing a dead pine tree under each arm to my shed.
The peasants, adjusting the stretcher to their shoulders, started hurriedly along the path they had trodden down, to the dressing station.
Removing his hands from the wall, he placed them on her shoulders, pulling her closer.
His warm fingers released her shoulders and traced their way up her neck, cupping her jaws in his hands.
Katie shrugged her shoulders and focused on cutting an eye from the potato in her hand.
He put an arm around her shoulders, his gaze warm and admiring.
She pulled the blanket around her shoulders and curled into a shivering ball, staring through the window into the darkness.
By the time he set her down safe and dry on the other side, her hands were going numb and her shoulders were aching.
His broad shoulders swayed with the swing of his stride.
Tammy shrugged her tiny shoulders, the large blue eyes imploring her not to pry.
She clung to his muscular shoulders, returning his ardent embrace.
Finally his big hands left her waist and moved to her shoulders, working out the stiffness in them, and then on to the back of her neck.
The braids not only held it out of her eyes, but thinned the bottom part down enough that it would lay loose across her shoulders and down her back without frizzing.
Lisa turned her face away and hoped Tammy didn't notice her shoulders shaking as she laughed silently.
She pulled the buffalo robe over her shoulders and stared at his form in the moonlight.
Bordeaux had one arm wrapped fondly around the shoulders of a saloon girl.
He jerked her around and grabbed her shoulders roughly.
"Here," she said, draping the blanket around his shoulders again.
She stretched out on the couch beside him; resting her head on his chest and he draped the blanket across her shoulders, his arm falling loosely on her waist.
Tenderly, he gripped her shoulders, pulling her close.
To be reminded first by a woman who should be dead and again by a Healer of some sort … He shook out his shoulders and nudged his XO awake, not wanting to deal with the thoughts.
You've taken a great deal off my shoulders, and I appreciate it.
Darian was cowering at the gate-line, his wide shoulders hunched and his frame shaking.
He towered head and shoulders over the mostly female crowd and leaned with deceptive casualness that radiated danger against one of the pillars in the food court.
Their faces lit up at the sight of Jule, and Sofia trailed him in, watching as the three clapped each other on the shoulders and hugged.
These were happy images of shared exploits, battlefield victories, and tender moments crying on each other's shoulders as their world grew uglier.
The large man in black with lopsided shoulders and an executioner's hood pressed himself into a corner.
He was Damian's size, though by his lopsided shoulders and scars, he'd survived some sort of serious injury.
It was dark, cold, and the shots hit the man with lopsided shoulders, dropping him dead to the ground.
Her eyes traveled over the image of him training others, his whip-like upper body bare to reveal the roped muscles of his shoulders and chest, the tucked waist and flat abs.
He shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands.
Prince Andrew had gone out into the hall, and, turning his shoulders to the footman who was helping him on with his cloak, listened indifferently to his wife's chatter with Prince Hippolyte who had also come into the hall.
Prince Andrew only shrugged his shoulders at Pierre's childish words.
These latter the butler thrust mysteriously forward, wrapped in a napkin, from behind the next man's shoulders and whispered: "Dry Madeira"...
Sonya trembled all over and blushed to her ears and behind them and down to her neck and shoulders while Nicholas was speaking.
And indeed everybody in the room looked with a smile of pleasure at the jovial old gentleman, who standing beside his tall and stout partner, Marya Dmitrievna, curved his arms, beat time, straightened his shoulders, turned out his toes, tapped gently with his foot, and, by a smile that broadened his round face more and more, prepared the onlookers for what was to follow.
Anna Mikhaylovna with just the same movement raised her shoulders and eyes, almost closing the latter, sighed, and moved away from the doctor to Pierre.
Prince Andrew shrugged his shoulders and frowned, as lovers of music do when they hear a false note.
On hearing this the regimental commander hung his head, silently shrugged his shoulders, and spread out his arms with a choleric gesture.
On all sides soldiers were running to and fro, throwing up their knapsacks with a jerk of their shoulders and pulling the straps over their heads, unstrapping their overcoats and drawing the sleeves on with upraised arms.
"Oh, my bower new...!" chimed in twenty voices, and the castanet player, in spite of the burden of his equipment, rushed out to the front and, walking backwards before the company, jerked his shoulders and flourished his castanets as if threatening someone.
Rostov shrugged his shoulders as much as to say: "Nor do I, but what's one to do?" and, having given his order, he returned to Telyanin.
"I must have that purse, I tell you," shouted Denisov, shaking his orderly by the shoulders and knocking him against the wall.
The soldiers, for the most part handsome fellows and, as is always the case in an artillery company, a head and shoulders taller and twice as broad as their officer--all looked at their commander like children in an embarrassing situation, and the expression on his face was invariably reflected on theirs.
For a moment he dozed, but in that short interval innumerable things appeared to him in a dream: his mother and her large white hand, Sonya's thin little shoulders, Natasha's eyes and laughter, Denisov with his voice and mustache, and Telyanin and all that affair with Telyanin and Bogdanich.
I do not know, but it will certainly happen! thought Pierre, glancing at those dazzling shoulders close to his eyes.
Rostov saw how the Emperor's rather round shoulders shuddered as if a cold shiver had run down them, how his left foot began convulsively tapping the horse's side with the spur, and how the well-trained horse looked round unconcerned and did not stir.
Exactly opposite Weyrother, with his glistening wide-open eyes fixed upon him and his mustache twisted upwards, sat the ruddy Miloradovich in a military pose, his elbows turned outwards, his hands on his knees, and his shoulders raised.
The Tsar heard but obviously did not like the reply; he shrugged his rather round shoulders and glanced at Novosiltsev who was near him, as if complaining of Kutuzov.
It was at first impossible to enter the drawing-room door for the crowd of members and guests jostling one another and trying to get a good look at Bagration over each other's shoulders, as if he were some rare animal.
Once or twice he shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand to the kerchief, as if wishing to take it off, but let it drop again.
He shrugged his shoulders when Pierre was mentioned and, pointing to his forehead, remarked:
Princess Mary shrugged her shoulders but took the glass submissively and calling the nurse began giving the medicine.
Her slender bare arms and neck were not beautiful--compared to Helene's her shoulders looked thin and her bosom undeveloped.
Natasha threw off the shawl from her shoulders, ran forward to face "Uncle," and setting her arms akimbo also made a motion with her shoulders and struck an attitude.
She threw this over her head and shoulders and glanced at Nicholas.
Metivier, shrugging his shoulders, went up to Mademoiselle Bourienne who at the sound of shouting had run in from an adjoining room.
The music sounded louder and through the door rows of brightly lit boxes in which ladies sat with bare arms and shoulders, and noisy stalls brilliant with uniforms, glittered before their eyes.
A tall, beautiful woman with a mass of plaited hair and much exposed plump white shoulders and neck, round which she wore a double string of large pearls, entered the adjoining box rustling her heavy silk dress and took a long time settling into her place.
Natasha involuntarily gazed at that neck, those shoulders, and pearls and coiffure, and admired the beauty of the shoulders and the pearls.
When she was not looking at him she felt that he was looking at her shoulders, and she involuntarily caught his eye so that he should look into hers rather than this.
At supper after the opera he described to Dolokhov with the air of a connoisseur the attractions of her arms, shoulders, feet, and hair and expressed his intention of making love to her.
"I say, Balaga," said Anatole, putting his hands on the man's shoulders, "do you care for me or not?
Pierre raised his shoulders and listened open-mouthed to what was told him, scarcely able to believe his own ears.
Boris, coolly looking at Helene's dazzling bare shoulders which emerged from a dark, gold-embroidered, gauze gown, talked to her of old acquaintances and at the same time, unaware of it himself and unnoticed by others, never for an instant ceased to observe the Emperor who was in the same room.
On seeing the Russian general he threw back his head, with its long hair curling to his shoulders, in a majestically royal manner, and looked inquiringly at the French colonel.
His whole short corpulent figure with broad thick shoulders, and chest and stomach involuntarily protruding, had that imposing and stately appearance one sees in men of forty who live in comfort.
And he walked silently several times up and down the room, his fat shoulders twitching.
Rostov threw his cloak over his shoulders, shouted to Lavrushka to follow with the things, and--now slipping in the mud, now splashing right through it--set off with Ilyin in the lessening rain and the darkness that was occasionally rent by distant lightning.
He frowned before his looking glass, gesticulated, shrugged his shoulders, and finally, without saying a word to anyone, took his cap and left the house by the back door, trying to avoid notice.
Suddenly his face assumed a subtle expression, he shrugged his shoulders with an air of perplexity.
The stout man rose, frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and evidently trying to appear firm began to pull on his jacket without looking about him, but suddenly his lips trembled and he began to cry, in the way full-blooded grown-up men cry, though angry with himself for doing so.
Boris shrugged his shoulders, his Serene Highness would not have it, or someone persuaded him.
And the sergeant, taking one of the men by the shoulders, gave him a shove with his knee.
Napoleon shrugged his shoulders and continued to pace up and down without replying.
The peasants went up and took him by his shoulders and legs, but he moaned piteously and, exchanging looks, they set him down again.
Ah... those peasants! shouted an officer, seizing by their shoulders and checking the peasants, who were walking unevenly and jolting the stretcher.
Bilibin shrugged his shoulders, as much as to say that not even he could help in that difficulty.
"But it's impossible..." declared the gentlemen of the suite, shrugging their shoulders but not venturing to utter the implied word--le ridicule...
When she saw an indistinct shape in the corner, and mistook his knees raised under the quilt for his shoulders, she imagined a horrible body there, and stood still in terror.
"Let that woman alone!" exclaimed Pierre hoarsely in a furious voice, seizing the soldier by his round shoulders and throwing him aside.
Her eyes" (Nicholas looked at his partner) "are blue, her mouth coral and ivory; her figure" (he glanced at her shoulders) "like Diana's...."
He glanced through it, then read it again, and then again, and standing still in the middle of the room he raised his shoulders, stretching out his hands, with his mouth wide open and his eyes fixed.
His head was quite round, his back, chest, shoulders, and even his arms, which he held as if ever ready to embrace something, were rounded, his pleasant smile and his large, gentle brown eyes were also round.
His chest is dreadfully hollow and his shoulders raised.
Kutuzov merely shrugged his shoulders when one after another they presented projects of maneuvers to be made with those soldiers-- ill-shod, insufficiently clad, and half starved--who within a month and without fighting a battle had dwindled to half their number, and who at the best if the flight continued would have to go a greater distance than they had already traversed, before they reached the frontier.
Some twenty men of the Sixth Company who were on their way into the village joined the haulers, and the wattle wall, which was about thirty- five feet long and seven feet high, moved forward along the village street, swaying, pressing upon and cutting the shoulders of the gasping men.
Morel, pointing to his shoulders, tried to impress on the soldiers the fact that Ramballe was an officer and ought to be warmed.
Kutuzov, shrugging his shoulders, replied with his subtle penetrating smile: "I meant merely to say what I said."
He paced up and down his room, now turning his thoughts on a difficult problem and frowning, now suddenly shrugging his shoulders and wincing, and now smiling happily.
His broad chest and shoulders looked powerful.