Warm Sentence Examples
It was a warm afternoon in August.
His skin was warm to the touch.
The warm sun was shining on us.
The warm sun shone on the pine trees and drew out all their fragrance.
His voice was warm and gentle.
His warm hands slid under her jacket, caressing her back through the thin T-shirt.
The night was warm and light.
In cold weather we eat more, in warm less.
It is because there is no warm blood in them, remarked the Wizard.
A warm flush started up her neck.
AdvertisementShe brought me my hat, and I knew I was going out into the warm sunshine.
Carmen shrugged again, plunging her hands into the warm dishwater.
After a warm shower, she felt better.
It was a warm, gray morning.
It was a warm, rainy, autumnal day.
AdvertisementPulling his head down, she met warm lips again and surrendered to the passion he always managed to arouse.
I am very glad because I love the warm sunshine and the fragrant flowers.
These royal beasts are both warm friends of little Dorothy and have come to the Emerald City this morning to welcome her to our fairyland.
The warm winds blow The waters flow And robin dear, Is come to show That Spring is here.
His response was a warm smile.
AdvertisementHis lips covered hers in a long warm kiss that left her short of breath.
His gaze was warm, his eyes misty.
He put an arm around her shoulders, his gaze warm and admiring.
He had soaked hemlock leaves in water and drank it, and thought that was better than water in warm weather.
His warm hand on her waist was reassuring.
AdvertisementA warm hand caressed its way up her back and around to cradle her breast.
But it was never noticed that they became very warm friends, for all of that.
The officers were hurriedly drinking tea and breakfasting, the soldiers, munching biscuit and beating a tattoo with their feet to warm themselves, gathering round the fires throwing into the flames the remains of sheds, chairs, tables, wheels, tubs, and everything that they did not want or could not carry away with them.
It was a warm, dark, autumn night.
The warm bubble bath was relaxing.
The morning had been fine, but it was growing warm and sultry when at last we turned our faces homeward.
When his warm lips met hers, she returned his kiss passionately.
He slid an arm under her and gently took her hand in his, planting a warm moist kiss in the center of the palm.
For a moment his warm lips felt reassuring, and then reality broke the spell.
I knew Mr. Henry Drummond, and the memory of his strong, warm hand-clasp is like a benediction.
The feel of his warm fingers on her temple was comforting.
Yes, there it was, all quivering in the warm sunshine, its blossom-laden branches almost touching the long grass.
It is like the kiss of warm lips on my face.
He slowly lowered his head, and when his lips touched hers, they were warm and firm.
She melted into his arms, eagerly returning his warm kisses and welcoming the feel of his fingers as they searched for the zipper on the back of her dress.
When you start seeing Nick... that way, try to replace it with a warm family moment.
A warm deep voice drifted in from the kitchen and Carmen's gaze riveted on the kitchen doorway.
It was a warm firm kiss, full of confidence.
He got down from his horse and very gently took the little ones up in his big warm hands.
In his safe, warm place in the straw, Caedmon soon fell asleep.
Then I let her out into the warm sunshine and went up to my room and threw myself on the bed exhausted.
The meaner sort are covered with mats which they make of a kind of bulrush, and are also indifferently tight and warm, but not so good as the former....
When her gaze returned to Lisa, her features softened into a warm smile.
He was warm and solid at her back, the only thing capable of grounding her in the nightmare of a world she lived in.
Her face grew warm again.
His lips left hers, softly planting warm kisses on her neck.
A warm flush rushed up her neck.
He put the birds softly, one by one, into their warm little home.
He has given you clothing both warm and beautiful.
It is getting warm here now, so father is going to take us to the Quarry on the 20th of August.
If it is too warm in Tuscumbia for little sister to wear her pretty mittens, she can keep them because her sister made them for her.
The beautiful, warm air was peculiarly fragrant, and I noticed it got cooler and fresher as we went on.
As his fingers traced a warm tingly path to the back of her dress, hers traced his lips.
He couldn't shake the fire in his blood or the sense of how soft her supple skin, how warm her body felt beneath him.
Her face was warm.
She stood in the warm silence, senses intoxicated by their bond, his scent and body.
I do love to run and hop and skip with Robert in bright warm sun.
It's so warm down here.
His lips were warm and responsive.
His warm breath on her neck made her shiver, and she instinctively tilted her head.
His kiss was hot, demanding, and quick, his lips warm and soft.
The memory of his kiss made her insides warm.
He felt her warm arm on his bare chest.
He had risen to fear, heartache, anxiety, bliss, pain and a hundred other feelings that made you beg to be able to bury your head beneath the covers and stay in the warm cocoon of sleep forever.
The sun was warm and he walked with a slight limp but an easy stride, past the shops of the small central section to the west side of the quiet town.
And, of course the first winter she would have a warm body to sleep with.
His hand rested on her shoulder for a moment, warm and reassuring.
A warm flush crawled up her neck.
His warm hands finally left her waist and slid up her back.
His lips were so soft and warm, seeking an answer to a primal question.
When her gaze shifted to Alex, his eyes were warm and a smile played at the corners of his mouth.
The screen door squealed open and a deep warm voice called her name.
His lips were warm and soft – questioning and inviting.
His body felt so good – so warm, and he smelled so delightful.
His breath was warm on her cheek.
It was so warm and soft, and smelled heavenly.
This time his kiss was warm and gentle - her response more controlled.
His were warm and the kiss was confident and lengthy.
His warm hand caressed her back.
His hand was so warm and the caress was so gentle that her eyes gradually closed.
Even his fingertips felt soft and warm as they pushed the straps from her shoulders and fumbled with the buttons on the front of her dress.
His smile was as warm as his eyes.
His embrace was warm and exciting.
Slowly his warm fingers left her chin and worked their way down her neck, caressing and exciting her further.
The climate is very moist and warm.
Teacher bought me a lovely new dress and gloves and stockings and collars and grandmother made me warm flannels, and aunt Nannie made me aprons.
The thought of their gentle courtesy and genuine kindness brings a warm glow of joy and gratitude to my heart.
Moreover, in summer, Walden never becomes so warm as most water which is exposed to the sun, on account of its depth.
One morning, between seven and eight, returning after a sleepless night, he sent for embers, changed his rain-soaked underclothes, said his prayers, drank tea, got warm, then tidied up the things on the table and in his own corner, and, his face glowing from exposure to the wind and with nothing on but his shirt, lay down on his back, putting his arms under his head.
When he gazed into her eyes, his voice was deep and warm.
His lips found hers, warm and searching for a response.
He grabbed her arm, his breath warm against her cheek.
His warm hands slid under her jacket and explored her back through her T-shirt.
Blood pulsed painfully in her throat, and her face grew warm.
She stared at him, her face growing warm.
She crawled toward the sound and snuggled up to his warm body.
Slowly he lowered his head to hers and his lips found hers - warm and questioning.
I'm going to take a warm shower.
I think you need to warm up.
The room was warm and cozy, its walls done up in dark lacquered wood, the warm glow of chandeliers non- imposing.
Hannah gathered her things and led her down to a warm, waiting car.
Heart hammering, she rose, took a deep breath, and waded into the warm water.
His snow cloud-colored eyes were piercing, his muscular frame making her warm from the inside out.
Hell was a bitch, but at least it was warm, he thought darkly.
The majority of his body was moderately awash with passion and Ethel was as warm and soft as ever.
Dean despised gin even when properly mixed but forced a smile as he drank it straight and warm.
It didn't make him feel warm and fuzzy to speculate after the lawyer's letter to Cynthia Byrne.
While you're freezing your can off, I'll be in a nice warm bed.
Anyway, he's nice and warm while I'm sitting here getting damp and cold.
Carmen frowned, her face growing warm.
His warm hands on her arms did wild things to her pulse.
She met his perplexed gaze, her face growing warm.
Waking up to a cold house wouldn't be near as bad after a night sleeping next to his warm body.
A warm shower soothed aching muscles.
Putting the food in the oven to keep it warm, she decided there was enough time to feed the horses before he arrived.
Checking the record, her face grew warm on discovery that Alex had once again tried in vain to reach her.
When he spoke, his voice was warm and gentle.
His eyes were warm when he smiled.
She stared at her plate, a warm flush starting up her neck.
His warm fingers left her chin, caressing their way down her neck.
She dressed and went to the kitchen to warm up some food for him.
Her face turned warm.
Well, I'm going home to a warm supper and wife.
His lips were as warm as the hands that gently drew her body to his.
She glanced away, her face growing warm.
The perfect place for rattlesnakes — and the warm late March sun would bring them out today.
His chest felt warm against her back as she stared blindly out the window.
The warm month of June melted into the scalding month of July.
Alex was in short sleeves today, his brown muscular arms exposed to the warm sun.
Something warm and tingly began in the vicinity of her stomach and blood pumped fiercely in her neck.
Carmen glanced up at him, her face growing warm.
His chocolate gaze enveloped her in a warm embrace that left her feeling giddy.
She cleaned up the blood first then took a fast enough shower that the water didn't have time to warm from cold to hot.
He touched her again, the gentle stroke on her cheek sending warm shivers through her.
Then I thought of our own warm little house, and how snug we could make him until he came to his senses again.
Its warm touch seemed so like a human caress, I really thought it was a sentient being, capable of loving and protecting me.
In the sunshine the air was warm, and that warmth was particularly pleasant with the invigorating freshness of the morning frost still in the air.
Carmen felt her face growing warm.
Carmen shrugged, her face growing warm.
It's warm in the kitchen, and breakfast is ready.
She handed Bordeaux a plate full of flapjacks she had been keeping warm by the fire and poured some honey over the top.
The cave was damp and cool, but she was warm and cozy.
It was still warm and smelled of wood smoke.
Later, as she soaked in a deliciously warm tub of water, she thought of the twins.
After a nice warm bath and a night's sleep, she stopped in the hotel restaurant to eat breakfast.
She shrugged, her face growing warm.
Cynthia's face grew warm.
Do you think you could scare us up a warm snack?
If he couldn't get in the shed, he'd probably find some other place to stay warm.
The weather grew intermittently warmer and on one of those sunny warm days, Cade invited her to pack a lunch and join him in a ride on the ranch.
It feels warm today, but I always keep a light jacket in my saddle bags.
It could only have been in the last few weeks since the weather had turned warm.
She was warm and Cade was in the house.
She had set it in the oven to stay warm before she left the house.
The storm passed quickly, but the night remained warm.
She stretched and tried to relax, but her mind kept returning to Cade - thinking of his warm touch on the palm of her hand.
His lips were warm.
His warm breath quickened against her throat.
Half an hour later, her eyes swollen and her chest sore from sobbing, she turned her face up to the warm water in the shower.
Her cheeks felt warm.
His lips were warm and inviting, and she involuntarily responded to their query.
His hands slid down her back to her waist and stopped, drawing her against his warm body.
Betsy rose and left the room, returning with a tray full of warm scones and strawberry preserves.
It's is warm here in the south and I fear I can't keep my tiny trophy in my auto another day.
If I expected a warm response, I was mistaken.
While she sounded relieved, there was a chill in the air like opening the door, expecting warm sunshine and forgetting it's December.
She frequently walks a dog, a loathsome animal who fails to warm to my affection.
It was a warm late afternoon as I stood out on the sidewalk and looked up at the six massive columns towering above another busy and impressive train station.
I have extra because it's a warm night and lots of my regulars like sleeping in the park.
Something about the man made her feel safe, and the warm electricity in her body made her sleepy.
In all his years, he hadn't found anything as soothing to his nerves as a woman's silky skin, heady scent, and warm body.
Another warm buzz traveled through her, scattering her thoughts at his nearness and scent.
Bianca was the epitome of adorable, her dark eyes sparkling and warm, and her sweet glow innocent and fresh.
He looked her over, enjoying the view, and rested his hand on her warm stomach.
He'll never, ever let you down, but he's not the warm, fuzzy type who will hug you when you're down, either.
He looked at her again, taking in her warm features and shapely body.
She chewed her lower lip, warm eyes troubled.
He released one of her wrists and leaned over, slapping it, before returning to the warm body beneath him.
Desire rose hot and fast in him, more so when he felt the cool tickle of her power, the combination of cool energy and warm skin making his blood race.
Bianca was warm and sweet, the kind of woman who deserved better than he'd ever have to offer.
She brought him a plate of warm cookies and a glass of milk.
She met his gaze, her features warm.
His eyes were dark and warm like Bianca's, his frame just over six feet and still lanky, though he showed signs of starting to fill out.
She loved his scent, the feel of his hard, warm body against hers.
He recalled how soothing her hug had been earlier and itched to feel her soft, warm body in his arms again.
He gathered her warm body in his arms and smoothed away the curls that clung to his face, breathing her deep scent before he dropped into the first peaceful slumber in ages.
She brushed one of the frozen women trapped in time on the sidewalk, surprised to feel her warm skin and the brush of the wool suit.
He closed his eyes, feeling her warm breath and soft skin against his again.
The warm farmhouse smelled of gun oil and breakfast.
She was pale beneath her warm color with dark circles beneath her eyes.
Warm blood splattered her neck and face.
Jule asked with a warm smile.
His skin was smooth and warm, stretched taut over an athletic body.
Deidre faced him, face warm.
After the initial shock, she felt the pleasure, warm and hot, burning and mixing with the pain.
Deidre braced herself, hoping not to feel the warm energy of his magic.
No warm magic drifted through her.
Deidre's body grew warm from the inside out as he nuzzled her neck, preparing to bite her.
Chilled by the cold ocean wind, Deidre pressed herself against his warm body.
Instinctively, she reached out to feel his warm skin and trace the ridges of his abdomen.
I'm starting to warm to the idea.
Cynthia returned, a warm smile on her face as she stood in the doorway.
Balloons danced in the warm breeze and red, white, and blue abounded everywhere.
While the warm sun drenched them and there wasn't a cloud in sight, they'd learned from recent experience that mountain weather could blow in misery at a moment's notice and replace the sunshine with drenching, chilling rain.
The walls were filled with books while plants added to the warm and homey atmosphere.
Something warm drifted through her, and her body felt like it was floating.
The soft bed was warm from her body heat, and she found herself running a hand over the downy comforter while she tried to understand the emotions within her.
Warm energy fluttered through her.
Her face felt warm.
She used it to warm up her socks.
Her lips were soft and warm, her body molded against his.
She was lost for a moment in the sensations of his warm hand clasping hers.
Deidre sought to figure out what it was about the currents and subtle movement that kept her in place when she wanted to return to the castle, where it was warm.
The heavy Caribbean air of the Sanctuary was warm and fragrant with the scent of the sea.
You're going to warm up, Deidre.
She tucked her other hand between his to try to warm it, too.
He cupped one of her cold cheeks in his hand, wanting to warm her up in whatever way it took.
Her face was cold but her plump lips were warm, soft, her lips parting for him before he prodded them apart.
If Deidre found pleasure in funnel cakes and warm socks, she found utter ecstasy in Gabriel's arms.
His chest was warm against her ear, and she drew loose shapes against his skin, beyond intrigued by the smoothness.
She loved the feel of his warm skin against hers and breathed in his scent deeply.
His eyes fell to a toaster on the dresser with two socks resting beside it, as if waiting for their turn to warm her feet in the morning.
Deidre face grew warm.
He was cold where Andre was warm, and Wynn's direct gaze held no emotion.
She gripped his arms and pressed close to him, her warm lips seeking his.
Warm fingers clutched Carmen's hand and she looked down to find Jonathan watching her anxiously.
Her focus right now seemed to be winning Destiny, but Destiny didn't warm to people easily.
There was something about him... the way he moved and even the way he spoke, soft and gentle with such a deep warm voice.
She accepted his warm hand and welcomed the way it slipped around her waist once she stood.
When his warm lips pressed against the soft area behind her ear, she abandoned the knife and turned around, expecting to see a twinkle in his eyes and a smile on his lips.
He met her half the distance and folded her in a warm embrace, his lips seeking hers briefly.
At least they were always warm now.
His hand slipped under hers, his palm making warm contact with hers, and then his fingers found their way to lace with hers.
Carmen smiled a warm thank you to Saundra and she winked as she turned to walk back to her desk.
His arms surrounded her in a warm gentle embrace that had no urgency.
Her small effort was rewarded with a warm sweet smile.
He bent his head, his warm lips planting gentle kisses along her neck and shoulder.
Closing her eyes, she leaned back, quickly sucking in a breath as his warm hands moved inside her dress and gently surrounded her waist.
The soft warm beige had a yellow highlight that reflected the evening sun.
His kiss was warm and confident.
His lips were warm and tasted of sweetened coffee.
She hugged his neck and welcomed his warm kiss with eager lips.
Like adoption, maybe she would warm to the idea.
It might be warm.
Sitting down with a book, she propped her feet up on the table and relaxed, calmed by the sounds of the ocean and the warm sun.
Deidre was surprised to feel her body grow warm from the inside out.
She shivered, as much from the warm current working its way through her body as the cold ocean breeze.
Their faces were inches away, his fingers tracing a line of warm electricity down her jaw.
The shade of the forest where Gabe emerged was cool, the spring sunshine warm.
Wrapped in his warm body, she couldn't move if she wanted to.
A stir of warm magic, and she opened her eyes, almost screaming again at the cave yawning open in front of her.
The coffee was still warm.
She ached to feel his warm embrace, to sink into his dark spices and let him take her where he would.
It was followed by warm energy that Gabriel pushed into her body to calm her.
One warm, the other cold, both self-assured, polished.
She buried her feet in the sand to keep them warm.
Toby called from the interior of the warm car.
There's an anomaly in your blood test, but you're physically healthy, Dr. Williams said with a warm smile at odds with the cold sterility of the room.
He gave another warm smile.
Wiping her eyes, she pored through the rest of the paperwork, growing cold despite her wool coat in the middle of her warm apartment.
Something warm touched her back, and a jolt of hot electricity made her sit upright.
She groped for the nearest light and flipped it on, unsettled by the man even in the warm lamplight.
With a sigh, she cleaned up the area as well as she could and pulled off the sweater, as it was warm enough in the study with her T-shirt.
Saluting the bartender with her glass, she started to move away when a warm hand on her forearm stopped her.
There was something very different about the human's blood, like comparing warm, homemade bread with stale crumbs out of the garbage.
His body was warm compared to the chill of the sea.
The house was cozy and simple, with creaky wooden floors covered in rugs, a pot-bellied stove still warm, and worn furniture.
His solid, warm body atop hers immobilized her and he pinned her wrists to the bed, silver eyes blazing and elongated fangs resting on his full lower lip.
She placed warm rustic bread, whipped honey butter, and water before her.
His scent tickled her senses, his nearness making her warm body warmer.
Her blood was thrumming even faster than the alcohol alone would have caused, her body growing too warm for comfort.
Even the honey butter was a perfect balance between sweet and rich, and the rolls still warm when she bit into them.
She offered one of her warm smiles and approached him, looking up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her gaze.
Rhyn made no moves on her, simply rolled to tuck her against his warm body.
Visions of her sister.s death fresh in her mind, she changed into warm clothes and her running shoes, tucked the perfume bottle into a pocket, then sat on the edge of the bed.
Rhyn.s warm power filled her as she drew on their bond as mates, and the portal opened.
Hannah enveloped her in a warm hug that smelled of expensive perfume.
Even at the safe distance, his body heat made her uncomfortably warm.
She wiped her face, afraid to let herself feel pleasure in the warm body pressed against hers on such a cold night.
Anger made Kris.s face warm.
She hesitated only a second more and leaned into him, parting her warm lips to receive his kiss.
Despite her anger at her sister, Katie felt the warm smile affect her.
He focused on the taste of their warm blood and on tearing them limb from limb.
Helga gave her a warm smile.
Kris.s face felt warm, but he knew Rhyn was right for once.
Kiera's thoughts, warm and fuzzy after too much of Evelyn's special punch, drifted as she gazed into the quiet night sky.
A light, warm breeze brushed her cheek.
The thrum of warm energy coursed through her again, and she felt again her destiny was tied with his.
Another memory crossed her mind, and her face grew warm for a different reason.
She froze, surprised by his action as well as the warm shock running through her.
Still he stared until her face grew warm again.
She squirmed, unwilling to be defenseless with the tarantulas so close and uneasy with the warm energy flowing again between them.
His body was warm against hers, his breathing and heartbeat deep and slow.
A'Ran's warm chest was at her back, his intimate touch on her stomach making her feel far more delicate than she ever had.
Don't overextend yourself for me, she said, her face warm once again.
She focused on his eyes as much as she wished to focus on his warm lips.
They sparred lightly until her body grew warm and her mind engaged.
His grip was warm and firm, as it had been the day he prevented her from falling on her face in front of Romas's relations.
Stone-faced, he stared at it, and her face grew warm at his lack of response.
Nishani followed him from the bustling, warm banquet room to the cool courtyard in front of the house beneath a full sky of suns.
Her trembling body was warm and small tucked against him.
She didn't expect him to be as passionate, warm, and gentle as he'd been with her.
It was lit with warm yellow light.
Her body hurt, her head pulsed, and she wanted nothing more than to curl up on a warm rock outside and go to sleep.
The dwelling was warm already in the midmorning, and she wondered how she'd survive another day of heat like yesterday's.
She gave a nervous wave, watching for his reaction and relieved when he offered a warm smile.
She shivered, wondering just how cunning the small man with the warm smile was.
The three sat at the table amid the warm smells of chocolate and apples, the Deans looking expectantly.
Everyone followed suit, as if welcoming royalty into the warm and ancient parlor.
It makes you feel all warm and cuddly, especially on a winter nights when it's snowing and especially when you're with a special flannel guy.
You were so nice to us last night and Bird Song feels so warm.
The warm sun had eaten most of the snow from the roadway, leaving a contrasting black ribbon, in places still snow-patched from last night's covering.
I gaze from my window to the hill as I watch the warm glow from his home and pray he perhaps is thinking of me as I am thinking of him.
Dean retired to his quarters, bearing a warm muffin that Cynthia sampled with an approving nod.
Today it's warm, but after you've hugged ice for a few hours in the shade, you'll be glad you took time to dress sensibly.
Your tent has to protect against wind, water and snow to maintain a warm and dry climate inside.
Fred returned, was informed of the situation, and gave Cynthia a warm and silent hug.
It's beautiful out there, as warm as Patty at a picnic.
But Monday, the dance master played a different tune—a beautiful Viennese waltz of warm air and sunshine that teased of spring, still months in the future.
While the air remained chilly, especially in the shaded patches, it was so clear and unseasonably warm Dean hardly noticed.
A warm touch began to arouse Dean.
Now, thanks to an early February thaw, it was warm enough to haul out the front porch rockers and pretend it was summer in the warmth of the mid-afternoon sun.
This will warm your blood, best get used to the taste.
It felt warm, slightly warmer than it should be.
Plus she felt warm, real warm.
Her eyes were warm and inviting, yet she still pulled away.
I assume you being so warm is a wolf thing?
She was so warm, holding her felt like being out in the sun.
She answered with a warm, full kiss.
Her face had already begun softening, and the warm sienna reclaimed her eyes.
The room was too warm.
It would be another hour before the room was warm enough to hide her breath.
The warm wind assisted the sun in melting the snow and most of it was already gone, leaving a trail of sloppy mud to the barn.
The warm baritone voice induced a fresh bout of blushing.
Strong warm hands gripped her arm, guiding her down to the chair.
Inside the barn, Carmen filled two buckets with warm water and heaved them out of the sink.
It's so warm out there - like spring.
It was unseasonably warm for the end of February, but this was the time of year that they might expect a few nice days.
Maybe tomorrow would be warm.
The feel of his warm fingers on her cheek, the uneasy stomach - they were all warning bells.
She pulled the warm blankets over her head.
The dairy was warm, a fire burning brightly in the home made wood stove.
She giggled nervously as his warm fingers touched her neck.
Would winter be less miserable if the house was warm?
No, I think I'll stay here where it's warm and sunny.
Crunching across the yard to the dairy, she found the stove there burning warm as well.
She heaved a warm bucket of water from the sink and suppressed a smile as she met his concerned gaze.
Suddenly strong warm hands were on her waist, sweeping her into gentle arms.
Those eyes were warm, reflecting a mood somewhere between sober and light humor.
His deep voice was as soft and warm as his gaze.
His voice was warm and husky.
His warm fingers touched her face.
He smelled of leather and cologne and his breath was warm on her cheek.
His lips were warm and inviting and the hair on the back of his neck was silky soft.
Inside his leather jacket it was warm and cozy - falsely secure.
Carmen managed to get Tessa into a stall, and then hobbled to the dairy for some warm water.
You get Tessa some warm water.
The stove was beginning to warm so she lay the kid down in front of it on some towels.
The best thing she could do now was soak in some warm bath water, but there wasn't time.
She gazed up into those warm eyes.
Good Friday was exactly that - warm and sunny with only a few marshmallow clouds drifting overhead.
She closed her eyes and dozed in the warm sun.
His lips were as warm as the hands that gripped her waist.
She glanced up at him and he pressed his warm palm against hers.
His fingers were gently massaging the muscles on either side of her backbone - warm and relaxing.
He took her in his arms then, and his lips were warm on hers.
It felt so safe and warm in his arms.
A warm embrace caught her mid-fall over the cliff, and the scent of soap and man penetrated her bewildered senses.
Warm brown eyes gazed down at her from a sun-bronzed face.
Lana accepted it and allowed him to pull her up and steady her with warm hands on her arms.
The sound of a laser gun went off, and warm blood splattered her.
She shook like a leaf in a thunderstorm, her warm brown eyes wide and tears streaming down her cheeks.
The idea that the man who'd become her friend looked like this made her feel warm from the inside out.
In a blink, she was pinned on top of his warm body, his arms locked around her and his muscular legs wrapped around hers.
He kissed her gently, plying her warm lips until she responded.
She leaned into him, her warm, soft body molding against his.
She awoke beneath the sheets of his bed, warm and comfortable.
She sat, patted Jack, and lifted the warm soup, sighing.
Lana's face grew warm again, and she silently thanked the retired fed for brushing off her grays so diplomatically.
Mrs. Watson's apartment was warm and homey.
When he awoke again, it was to the feeling of a warm breeze across his face.
The hand pushing against his side was covered in warm blood, and Lana's panic increased as Brady's body began to relax.
He went back to the deer trail and jogged through the forest to keep his body warm, making it to the castle in an hour.
Rhyn stripped and changed into the demon's warm clothes.
I don't think both of us will make it out of the underworld. It makes me think about all the things I wish I'd done before I died. I wanted to backpack through Europe and go on a cruise somewhere warm. I wanted to make love with you on the beach under the full moon. Without worrying about demons or Kris or anything.
The tree lowered a branch to him, and he wrapped his arms around it. It was warm and writhing, and one small branch wrapped around him to keep him secure as it shifted him upwards. Toby broke through the treetops and gasped.
Rhyn gasped and struggled to sit. Kiki's still body lay a few feet from him, the ocean lapping at his brother's feet. The Caribbean night was humid and warm, and the moon large over head.
He hesitated and then held out a hand. She took it. His warm hands were rough and large. He squeezed hers. He led her away from the courtyard and lights into the dark night. They walked hand in hand for a few moments, alone under the full moon. She'd walked with him before, but this night, it was different. She felt the shift between them.
He felt like a packaged pound of dog meat after slightly less than three hours sandwiched in his warm and comfortable bed between Ethel Rosewater's last frenzied spasm of pleasure and the screaming alarm clock.
The bag contained a dress, a slip, underwear and a two-piece pajama set but no robe or flannel running suit or anything dry and warm.
Warm hands touched her waist as he moved closer.
His warm lips touched her shoulder, planting soft kisses along it and up her neck until her heart was pounding.
The way his lips lingered and the feel of his warm breath on her neck sent a thrill of excitement through her body.
His warm fingers circled her wrist and the foot came down, making room for her on his lap.
Strong arms embraced her and their lips met with warm enthusiasm.
She was living in a warm dry house with all the food she could eat and no worries.
Her necklace felt cool against her warm chest, a reminder of a memory she wished she hadn't reopened.
He was warm, she admitted.
With her large, warm brown eyes, plumped lips, and fingers stopped just north of his belt, Darian began to believe her about not needing her magic.
More of the warm electricity flowed into her.
His large, warm hands drifted down her body to her hips.
The Watcher led her to a hole in the back of a tunnel, and they emerged in a sunny, warm world.
The metal was cold against her warm skin, and she pulled her scarf on tighter once the necklace was where it belonged.
The cuff was warm against her skin and she tugged at it, seeking some way to free herself.
Jenn jogged until she was warm then settled into as quick of a walk as she could through the thick forest and tall snow.
With a knife beside her, she wrapped her arms around her knees and huddled, trying to keep warm.
C'mon. I'm taking you someplace warm.
When he didn't return immediately, her gaze fell to the warm bowl of water.
He'd always loved the teal waters that were neither too warm nor too cool.
The scented bathing waters were still warm.
He responded to her kiss, savoring the sweet taste and softness of her warm lips.
The warm voice chuckled.
His dark eyes were warm and open.
Her dinner lay warm but not hot on the table.
It had stirred before, but not with the warm tingle melting its icy cage.
His large, warm hands planted on her hips.
She yielded to the warm, strong hug, her frame molding against his.
Are you? came a warm voice and soft chuckle.
Her body was warm, unlike Memon's, her face contorted in pain even in sleep.
He glanced at her, his neck growing warm.
I just need to warm it.
He smelled of expensive cologne and felt warm against her chest.
She straightened, allowing Alex to pull her back against his warm muscular body.
It was overcast, but warm.
Take a nice warm bath and relax for a while.
Friday night the weather was warm and clear.
A warm deep voice spoke behind her.
It took a moment to sink in and then her face grew warm.
The feel of his warm hand on her waist increased her pulse.
In his arms, with his warm breath on her cheek and the smell of his cologne surrounding them, it was actually an exciting experience.
She straightened in her chair, her face growing warm.
She caught her breath as a warm flush started up her neck.
They were warm eyes - eyes that held her attention long enough to bring color to her cheeks.
The sun was bright and the day warm.
The sleeping bag was warm and cozy, but sleep didn't come easily.
He had the southern drawl down to an art and his deep warm voice added a realistic touch.
His warm hands covered hers and she could feel the hardness of his chest muscles on her back as he guided her arms in a smooth swing.
His actions were far too bold, and yet the feel of his warm muscular torso was comforting.
And then his lips were warm on hers, seeking and finding emotions she never knew she possessed.
Warm hands encircled her waist and drew her body against his.
A warm flush slowly crept up her neck and flooded her face.
His lips were warm and tasted of fresh coffee.
As he worked his way back up her neck, her heart pounded wildly - and then his lips were on hers, warm and questioning.
She kept her face averted when she felt his strong warm fingers grip her arm.
After a moment he held her away from him and gazed down into her face, his eyes warm and still holding a touch of humor.
She squirmed, her face growing warm.
He pushed up her t-shirt, his warm palms branding her hips and stomach.
It is readily soluble in warm dilute mineral acids forming cobaltous salts.
Cobalt ammonium phosphate, CoNH4PO 4.12H 2 0, is formed when a soluble cobalt salt is digested for some time with excess of a warm solution of ammonium phosphate.
When the "cotton states" seceded, Garfield appeared as a warm supporter of vigorous.
In many gardens open-air tanks have been fitted up with hot-water pipes running through them to keep the water sufficiently warm in severe weather.
The climate of the country is warm, humid, and very trying to Europeans.
All are built in the Doric style, of the local porous stone, which is of a warm red brown colour, full of fossil shells and easily corroded when exposed to the air.
The time thus spent seems to have been on the whole happy, even allowing for warm discussions with the mathematicians and metaphysicians of France, and for harassing controversies in the Netherlands.
June is often wet, but most favourable for the springing crops; July and August are warm, but, excepting two or three days at a time, not uncomfortably so; while the autumn weeks of late August and September are very pleasant.
The object of all heating apparatus is the transference of heat from the fire to the various parts of the building it is intended to warm, and this transfer may be effected by radiation, by conduction or by convection.
An open fire acts by radiation; it warms the air in a room by first warming the walls, floor, ceiling and articles in the room, and these in turn warm the air.
Unless suitable fresh air inlets are provided, this form of stove will cause the room to be draughty, the strong current of warm air up the flue drawing cold air in through the crevices in the doors and windows.
The method in Great Britain is almost entirely confined to places of public assembly, but in Warm air FIG.
Gas and oil radiators would be more properly termed " convectors," since they warm mainly by convected currents.
All these methods warm chiefly by means of convected heat, the amount of true radiation from the pipes being small.
The tank is placed above the level of the topmost draw off, and often in a cupboard which it will warm sufficiently to permit of its being used as a linen airing closet.
He was admitted after an altercation, and found a warm welcome at the hands of his former teacher.
The greatest development of the Argentine fauna, however, is in the warm, wooded regions of the north and north-east, where many animals are of the same species as those in the neighbouring territories of Brazil.
The climate is very warm, but healthy.
Numerous warm springs are scattered about this volcanic region.
This constitution of the great mass of the central Apennines has in all ages exercised an important influence upon the character of this portion of Italy, which may be considered as divided by nature into two great regions, a cold and barren upland country, bordered on both sides by rich and fertile tracts, enjoying a warm but temperate climate.
Thus the great plain of northern Italy is chilled by the cold winds from the Alps, while the damp warm winds from the Mediterranean are to a great extent intercepted by the Ligurian Apennines.
He summed up his conduct in the letter of the 8th of May 1797 to the French directory, I cool the hot heads here and warm the cool ones.
The habit of forming mycorhizas is found more frequently in warm climates than cold; indeed, the percentage of the flora exhibiting this peculiarity seems to increase with a certain regularity from the Arctic Circle to the equator.
The forests of these subtropical and warm temperate regions are situated near the sea or in mountainous regions, and (as already stated) are characterized by winter rains.
The identity of plant form of many of the conifers of both temperate and of warm temperate districts is probably a matter of phylogenetic and not of ecological importance.
The boreal is cold, the austral warm, and the tropical affords conditions of heat and moisture to which the vegetation of the others would be intolerant.
While Europe and probably North America were occupied by a warm temperate flora, tropical types had been driven southward, while the adaptation of others to arctic conditions had become accentuated.
The latter are retained to warm the air at lower levels, while it remains cold at higher.
The usual suggestion, that the warm air contained within them assists the bird in flight, balloon-like, is absurd.
For this he wrote the first adequate account in German of the Darwinian theory of natural selection, which drew a warm letter of appreciation from Darwin himself.
The potassium salt, after recrystallization from warm water, separates in large tabular crystals.
Russia between May the 18th and the 24th, sa that it is only in June that warm weather sets in definitely, and it reaches its maximum in the first half of July (or of August on the Black Sea coast).
The province is popularly, but not for administrative purposes, divided according to climate into germsir and sardsir, or the warm and cold regions.
Such cans remain warm longer than those containing only hot water.
The feeling of heat is at first an internal one, but it spreads outwards to the surface and to the extremities; the skin becomes warm and red, but remains dry; the pulse becomes softer and more full, but still quick; and the throbbings occur in exposed arteries, such as the temporal.
Nevertheless, even after the second marriage of Paul Panin maintained all his old influence over his pupil, who, like himself, was now a warm admirer of the king of Prussia.
He was by nature soft-hearted, so that he often shed tears through warm sympathy....
He attacked Enfantin violently, and in a warm discussion between them he was struck down by apoplexy.
In the neighbouring village of Salinetas de Elda there are warm sulphur and saline baths.
Mendelssohn became a warm friend of Lessing, the hero of whose drama Nathan the Wise was drawn from the Dessau Jew.
The poet had for many years been a warm supporter of the stage.
Along the warm temperate zone, from the Mediterranean to the Himalaya, extends a flora essentially European in character.
The higher mountains rise abruptly from the plains; on their slopes, clothed below almost exclusively with the more tropical forms, a vegetation of a warm temperate character, chiefly evergreen, soon begins to prevail, comprising Magnoliaceae, Ternstroemiaceae, subtropical Rosaceae, rhododendron, oak, Ilex, Symplocos, Lauraceae, Pinus longifolia, with mountain forms of truly tropical orders, palms, Pandanus, Musa, Vitis, Vernonia, and many others.
Coleridge was a diligent student and a warm admirer of Jeremy Taylor, whom he regarded as one of the great masters of English style.
It is divided into six provinces, and covers a broken, mountainous region, partially barren in its higher elevations but traversed by deep, warm, fertile valleys.
For the pear orchard a warm situation is very desirable, with a soil deep, substantial, and thoroughly drained.
The drought of 1898 was interrupted by copious rains in June, and these falling on a warm soil led to a rapid growth of grass and, as measured by yield per acre, an exceedingly heavy crop of hay.
The mangel crop also is mainly English, the summer in most parts of Scotland being neither long enough nor warm enough to bring it to maturity.