Alex patiently consoled and distracted her while the nurse taped a padded board to her hand and wrist so she couldn't move it.
He grabbed her wrist, his eyes flashing fire.
She jerked her wrist from his hand and turned away, thankful at least for the warning.
She gently tugged her wrist from his hand, searching in her purse for the keys to the apartment.
His fingers gripped her wrist as she started to move away.
You're not fully twisting your wrist when you punch with the right hand.
He sliced his wrist, and her attention turned immediately to thick liquid bubbling against his olive skin.
He offered his wrist, and she knew he was offering much more.
He'd torn his wrist for her to feed.
He caught her wrist, and a strange energy moved up her arm.
Before she could draw her wrist away, he pierced it.
He gripped her wrist hard, lowering his head.
She sprayed the perfume on her wrist and coughed.
The woman was unconscious, her severed wrist wrapped in Katie.s sweater.
She held her forearm out to the door as she approached, glancing again at the gold band around her wrist that Romas had emphasized she needed to wear at all the times.
Instead, he gripped her sword wrist and moved behind her.
At first she said nothing but when he tried to rise, she grabbed his wrist and held it, her long nails cutting into his flesh.
He grasped her wrist with his one free hand but she used the other.
A simple choker adorned her neck, a diamond tennis bracelet her wrist and she wore silver strappy heels he thought he had seen on Sarah.
He grabbed her wrist, about to give her a lecture on appropriate behavior, but instead said, "Screw it" and locked eyes with her.
She landed hard on her left side, pain flaring through her as her wrist twisted.
Donovan's blood was on her face and T-shirt, and her wrist was bleeding again.
He looked at his wrist, but then remembered the watch was on the dresser in the motel room.
Jonathan secured his wrist, shook a pillow from its case and pulled the cloth over Dean's head.
His warm fingers circled her wrist and the foot came down, making room for her on his lap.
Alex took the bottle from the warmer and shook it over his bare wrist to test the temperature.
He snagged her wrist as she dropped into the invisible portal to the immortal world.
He staggered, and she snatched his wrist, hauling herself up.
He gripped her wrist, twisting it to expose the soft flesh of her forearm.
She pulled at her captured wrist, and his eyes flashed with anger.
With apparent satisfaction, she released Xander and placed her bloodied wrist to Xander's mouth.
He placed his bloodied wrist at Charles' lips.
The wrist felt as if it were not his.