Hopefully she wasn't offended.
Whatever the case, it certainly wasn't worth arguing about.
It wasn't an easy decision.
I merely said it wasn't fair.
He wasn't hurt, he interjected.
Nina wasn't the only one awaiting her arrival.
He was senseless; but I knew he wasn't drowned.
He wasn't a-going to hurt himself.
It wasn't the first time she had gone to bed while he was out on a call, but it was the first time she had done so away from home.
It wasn't something she had considered before, but another thought followed his.
It wasn't like him to be petty.
"It wasn't a peach, Eureka," said Dorothy.
Alex wasn't much help, though.
It wasn't as if he had to be there every living minute of his life.
He wasn't going to buy it.
But Tessa wasn't simply another pretty face.
I guess I wasn't very polite, making a face like that.
Wasn't it fine when those Germans gave us lifts!
Well, that wasn't entirely true.
Even so, Alex wasn't back by the time she got out.
First of all, I wasn't the only one involved.
Truthfully, Gerald wasn't all that good a dancer.
He wasn't gentle then.
But he wasn't her concern tonight.
It wasn't my intent to hide anything from you.
It wasn't your fault so why should you mind?
Maybe he thought she would change her mind, but it wasn't going to happen.
"I wasn't thinking," she said.
This wasn't the Alex she knew.
Maybe Felipa had a love she wasn't sure about.
She wasn't contributing money, but she was certainly contributing her share.
She was beginning to see why Alex wasn't impressed with Señor Medena.
I thought maybe I wasn't high society material.
It wasn't true, of course.
Being groped by him again wasn't something she was looking forward to.
She wasn't telling him anything he didn't already know.
That was good, wasn't it?
Imagine if everyone frequently disputed charges: "I never got my order!" or "It wasn't what they promised it would be!" or "Yeah, I got a box in the mail, but it was full of rocks."
Wasn't he my friend?
She wasn't vain enough to think that turned him to drinking, though.
Communicating feelings with Alex wasn't always easy.
Somehow it simply wasn't top priority in her life right now.
She had to move a few things to make room, but that wasn't too hard.
It wasn't something she would normally do - buying clothes specifically for a trip.
It simply wasn't like him to be rude like that.
But this wasn't about intimacy - was it?
I wasn't even aware that I was staring at her... there.
Wasn't I fond of him?
But this wasn't just any trip.
It wasn't so bad.
Maybe Katie wasn't the only one who had been overlooked by Señor Medena when it came to inheritance.
I told her that the book wasn't afraid, and must sleep in its case, and that "girl" mustn't read in bed.
It wasn't a case of urging them on, there was no holding them in till we reached the place.
Only one terrible doubt sometimes crossed his mind: Wasn't it all a dream?
By the expression on his face, he wasn't exactly enjoying the conversation.
"I couldn't be here if it wasn't," she said.
I only hope it wasn't poison.
You see, we were going away, so he would get it all; wasn't it so, your excellency? and again Timokhin turned to the prince.
"Ah, I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you met the children," said Natasha.
I was incredulous when he first told me the secret.