Suppressing the urge to laugh wasn't easy, but she managed it.
She fought back the urge to run.
It is never necessary to urge her to study.
With every scrap of will power she possessed, she resisted the urge to help him with the buttons.
Deidre had the sudden urge to go home.
It's probably the strongest urge you'll ever experience.
Jule met her gaze calmly, and she resisted the urge to run.
She had a wild urge to throw her arms around his neck and kiss the worry from his face.
The urge to hide forever made her feel sick.
The urge was beyond her control.
He felt the urge to destroy it, not save it.
Damian felt the unusual urge to look in on her again, to feel her soft skin against him once more and make sure she was safe.
He winced and she resisted the urge to let up on it.
She resisted the urge to leave, instead riveting her gaze to A'Ran.
But first, I feel the urge to partake of Canadian hospitality.
I felt such a strong urge to dress up in this, like a little girl trying to be someone she isn't—fishing in an attic trunk.
Dusty resisted the urge to draw his hand cannon from the small of his back.
She had the sudden urge to assist him.
She resisted the urge to move away from him, chilled by the visions of his work as Damian's executioner.
I ask the reader to resist the urge to pigeonhole me until the end of the section.
Darkyn would find her no matter what, but she had the urge to see trees.
Again she felt an urge to explore the hills... especially that path.
He stayed his urge to unleash the hand cannons on them all and stood stiffly.
Her hand hung over the phone a minute as she fought with the urge to call Howard.
His grip tightened around her, and she resisted the urge to push him away and flee.
She fought the urge to cross to him.
Her body roared to life at the scent of his dark spices while she fought the urge to break down into hysterics.
He sat back and rubbed his face, fighting the urge to touch her again and take their relationship to the next level.
His conversation with Tim returned, and he stayed the urge to call Lana as he had when he was simply the Guardian.
Bianca hugged him, and Dusty resisted the urge to pull her away and snap the vamp's neck.
She felt the sudden urge to join Sunny under the bed.
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.
His body was warm against hers, and she resisted the urge to wrap her arms around him.
He wiped the corner of her mouth, and she resisted the urge to nip his finger.
No part of his stance or piercing look was welcoming and yet, she felt the urge to cross to him.
He resisted the urge to take her hips.
Deidre fought the urge to scream again.
Deidre resisted the urge to shrink back as she turned.
She wondered why she had the sudden urge to know what he thought.
He had to resist the urge to bury his nose in her hair right then.
She stiffened, resisting an urge to tell him to remove his hand.
He pulled the robe over her exposed body, feeling the urge to run to the gym or call Jenn for a quickie to relieve the sexual spring within him.
Afraid of what she'd feel, she resisted the urge to touch them.
His voice was soft, and she fought the urge to reach out to him.
He felt cold as soon as he stepped away, and the urge to touch her again thrummed through his body.
She turned and padded back to the portal to Hell, resisting the urge to run.
The urge almost seemed stronger with her today than when he left her last night.
Gabriel trailed her, resisting the urge to wrap her shivering body in his arms.
She felt the cold, black glare and fought the urge to run back inside the clinic.
She felt the urge to retreat to her room and stay there until he left again.
He restrained the urge to reach out to her.
Gabriel resisted the urge to wrap his arm around her the way he had once before.
The urge to claim her was strong, but so was the need to let her have the choice he never had.
A slight smile drew up one side of Lishana's mouth, and Kiera felt the urge to smile as well.
Kiera went, resisting the urge to call A'Ran.
He had to fight the urge to pout.
Sweating and impatient after the slim escape from the ambush, Brady restrained his urge to thump the fed slowly checking Brady's micro.
She strode to the wall again, quelling the urge to open it.
Rhyn looked around, wishing he could sense his mate. She was alone in the underworld with a demon, a thought that made him incensed with the urge to find her.
He thought of Elisabeth constantly, having to resist the urge to call her or just show up.
Ignoring the urge to go see if Lori was at the house, she continued down the road.
First and foremost was an overwhelming urge to punch his lights out but past similar responses hadn't produced positive results.
I tell you, Papa" (he smote himself on the breast as a general he had heard speaking had done, but Berg did it a trifle late for he should have struck his breast at the words "Russian army"), "I tell you frankly that we, the commanders, far from having to urge the men on or anything of that kind, could hardly restrain those... those... yes, those exploits of antique valor," he went on rapidly.