Alex Sentence Examples
Alex was doing everything in his power to provide her with all the experiences of a natural mother.
Alex had provided the money to remodel the home, but insisted that it stay in her name only.
Alex swung around, his eyes twinkling with humor and that cute dimple teasing his cheek.
If Alex liked being in control, and she liked him being in control, then there was no problem.
Partly because of the way he worded things, but mostly because he tried to mask his emotions - like Alex.Advertisement
Alex would never cheat - not on someone he respected and admired more than anyone he knew.
She and Dad would have loved Alex.
In a way, Carmen and Alex had adopted a family.
Thanks to Alex, that chore had been turned into a simple twist of a knob.
Alex asked with a grin.Advertisement
I can see why Alex fell so hard for you.
Alex wouldn't lie, but if he was given enough time to think about it, he could certainly evade the issue.
Carmen found Alex relaxing in a chair next to the bed in their room.
Alex was no ordinary man.
Alex said, glancing around.Advertisement
In business transactions Alex was frugal with his money, but when it came to his family, he was generous.
By the way, neither Alex nor I drink.
They even agreed to take care of the animals while Alex and Carmen took their first vacation.
Alex walked into the room, smiling when he saw what she had done.
Alex had been the one who helped her see them as true family, and yet he was having issues accepting his own father.Advertisement
First of all, I married Alex because I love him.
Alex chuckled and relinquished the remainder of the waltz to him.
Alex rolled over and faced her.
Alex had promised the foal to Jonathan and he had already named it Eureka.
On the other hand, Alex exuded confidence.Advertisement
The day before they were scheduled to leave, Alex came home from work and asked to see the tickets.
Her fingers encountered Alex's as he assisted her.
As his fingers laced through hers, she opened her eyes and found Alex watching her.
She squeezed Alex's hand.
Alex climbed into the car beside Carmen and placed his arm protectively on the back of the seat behind her neck.
Don't you feel overwhelmed by it? she asked Alex.
For the remainder of the trip to the ranch, Alex remained in a good mood.
A tall young man tapped his shoulder and Alex surrendered her to the second dance of the evening.
Even Alex never held her so close.
Alex was busy talking to a lady with a low-cut bodice.
Alex must be proud.
I used to work with Alex as a Jr.
She turned to find Alex smiling down at her.
Alex pulled her too him, his lips seeking hers hungrily.
Alex hesitantly put an arm around her waist, relaxing when she caressed his hand.
Alex admired the breasts - which probably rated him right up there with the majority of men.
Alex spoke to her reflection in the mirror.
The ultra sound photo brought back a vivid memory of Alex watching the screen as the baby moved in her womb.
Sometimes Alex comes home for lunch and we eat together.
Alex stroked her hair and spoke to her softly, encouraging her to close her eyes and relax.
Alex would make the misery go away.
Alex was secretive and he did like to be in control.
Since his current office was directly across from their bedroom, it seemed a better place for babies that Alex said could be born early.
When Alex came in that evening, he announced that he was making another trip to Texas.
Alex was romantic enough to understand the sentimental significance of the home she had inherited.
Alex set his cup down beside hers.
Carmen and Alex hosted Thanksgiving Dinner for all the family they had in Arkansas.
Bill was family because he was married to Alex's sister.
Like Alex, he saw the logic in surrogacy, as did Bill.
What did you really think when you found out Alex was a Mexican?
Communicating feelings with Alex wasn't always easy.
Alex got a relief when the conversation turned to something else and stayed there for the rest of the evening.
Alex gently turned her around and took her into his arms.
They circled the room twice before a hand reached up and tapped Alex on the shoulder.
I want this baby as much as you do, Alex.
She turned to Alex.
Alex didn't know about her fear of flying and she'd just as soon he didn't learn.
Alex stood and walked down the hall.
Six counting Alex's stallion.
When they reached their destination, Alex pulled her aside and gently corrected her.
Actually, she hadn't thought how it looked to others - and there had never been any doubt in her mind that she was fortunate to have Alex.
All eyes were on Alex as he mounted.
Waiting until they were out of view from the men at the corral, Carmen rode up beside Alex.
Alex glanced at Carmen, his eyes twinkling.
She smiled up at Alex.
How much money did Alex have?
No, it is a welcome home party - for you and Alex.
How do they feel about your father offering the estate to Alex?
Alex pointed at a white horse prancing along the fence.
She slept so soundly that she didn't wake when Alex returned.
Certainly she wanted to feel special to Alex - and did.
Alex was ten times the man Señor Medena would ever be.
If he knew who Alex really was, he probably knew more than Alex did.
Of course, she knew Alex well enough now to know he didn't like people to hand out information about him.
For a moment her heart beat overtime and it looked as though she might fall, but Alex smoothly caught her and stepped around, covering her fumbling so well that no one appeared to notice.
They were so synchronized and fluid that Carmen asked Alex if they danced often.
The kitchen was open all the time, but Alex didn't drink - or never had to her knowledge.
Alex unbuckled her from the bumper seat and carried her into the house.
It was a picture taken at the party and the focus was on Carmen and Alex.
These babies might not be in her womb, but they did belong to Alex.
She had assumed Alex was, but... she needed to look at his files.
When she got to the room, Alex was sitting on the love seat reading a newspaper.
Alex placed his hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her back.
She grinned up at Alex as they left the room to go downstairs for breakfast.
Alex sat up and leaned over her, speaking softy in a voice that was little more than a whisper.
All she wanted was Alex.
Alex didn't like any kind of discord, which generally meant that she shouldn't contest anything he said or did.
If that Alex returned to his roots, there was no reason she couldn't be at his side.
Alex should have told you all this.
Okay, we've already established that Alex is secretive.
Alex always said she had a good imagination.
Alex was supposed to be sterile, but they had been wrong about that.
Leaving her thoughts behind, she started up the hill to meet Alex.
Alex was uneasy because he and his biological father had never seen eye to eye.
If Alex knew that, he gave no indication - and she had no intention of telling him.
No one could deny that Alex was a devoted husband and father.
To be fair, his father hadn't made things any better by offering money to Alex and not his sister.
Whatever the case, Mary questioned anything that might indicate discord between Carmen and Alex.
Alex met her at the door, a steaming cup of coffee in one hand.
It was nice having Alex home all day and having the family together, but all good things come to an end.
One day they were sitting at the table working on coloring books when Alex came home early.
Alex stared at her, his expression sour.
Carmen glanced at Alex.
Alex was watching her, his expression unreadable.
Alex glanced at Jonathan and then rubbed the top of his head.
Jonathan grinned and Carmen glanced at Alex.
Of course, Alex didn't have any gray hair yet, and his lips were fuller - more defined.
Alex held out a hand.
Alex had directed the little he said to her only.
Alex retrieved her from Felipa and shifted her so that she sat on his arm, one of her arms around his neck.
Carmen refrained from looking at Alex or displaying the shock she felt at the introduction of two more siblings he had never mentioned - an entire family.
Alex walked in and closed the door to the other bedroom.
Carmen glanced at Alex again.
Carmen kicked Alex under the table.
When they turned around, Alex was still on the horse.
Still, by the time they returned, Alex looked exhausted.
Señor Medena asked Carmen and Alex to come to his office with him.
Alex said nothing, his stoic features giving no suggestion of what was on his mind.
I can talk, Alex said, his voice still firm but gentle.
Alex was watching her intently.
Alex tossed her into the air.
Alex tried to pay, but she wouldn't let him.
Has Alex told you about the party?
If she was invited, it was as a guest of Alex, so he would tell her when and if he decided to go.
It was Alex who talked her into the IVF, but what did it matter?
Your father loves Alex, doesn't he?
She was still awake an hour later when Alex came through the door.
I think they are all having fun with Alex.
On the way back to the house, Alex offered to take them to the gulf for a family outing.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Alex watching her.
Alex sat up and scooted back so he could lean on the headboard.
Alex followed her and stumbled on the stairs.
Shutting the door after her, Alex reached for Carmen.
After the service, Alex was unusually silent.
She snickered at the unintentional pun and Alex frowned, his gaze an unspoken question.
Alex was being stubborn - and uncharacteristically rebellious.
I guess my life isn't very interesting to other people, but Alex and I like the way we live.
Alex wanted the safari.
So I say the horses and chickens are mine and Alex says the other animals are his.
I lost track of time until Alex came along and revived my interest in the ranch.
At the moment he looked so much like Alex.
Sometimes Alex and Jonathan play soccer, and sometimes we all go for a ride in the buggy.
I guess it does sound dull when I talk about it, but it's never dull to me, and Alex seems to be happy with things.
Alex stared down at her with a bewildered expression.
The next thing she knew, Alex was shaking her awake and telling her they were changing planes.
One of the most appealing things about Alex was his confidence.
And then there was Alex's pride.
Consequently, it made more sense to submit to Alex than argue with him.
Alex decided to build a room upstairs for his office, out of the reach of Destiny's exploring hands.
Alex stroked her head and then leaned forward to look down at her.
They ate and then she put the remaining food in the refrigerator for Alex.
Alex must have told the carpenters to stop working so she could sleep during the day.
Is Alex in the house?
I will take care of Alex.
They moved Alex's office upstairs and began work on the nursery.
Eleven months earlier Alex had her bred to a handsome Appaloosa stud in Indiana - via AI.
Five years ago that day she had met Alex.
Alex didn't like highly spiced food, so she decided to bake Cornish game hens for the base of the meal.
Alex had destroyed it then with suspicion and accusations.
Slowly carrying the full cups into the living room, she handed one to Alex.
That was a double-edged hurt, though, because Alex adored his adoptive father.
That night as they prepared for bed, she approached Alex about it.
When Señor Medena introduced the girl as his daughter, Carmen caught her breath and looked at Alex for an explanation.
Alex wasn't much help, though.
She hugged both Alex and Carmen.
Alex was cordial to his father and formal to his sister.
Alex helped the man get the luggage into the trunk and then hurried to assist Carmen into the car before the man could touch her.
Señor Medena was watching Alex, but from the corner of her eye Carmen could see Alex was looking out the window.
Alex shifted a faintly amused gaze to Carmen.
Dulce looked nothing like Alex.
Their welcome to Alex appeared to be genuine.
Alex introduced Jonathan and their welcome to him was equally warm.
Alex smiled down at him in a reassuring way.
After she left the room, Carmen glanced down at her dress and then at Alex.
Señor Medena looked at Alex.
Alex finally looked at him.
His gaze shifted back to Alex.
Alex captured her hand and forced her to drop the potatoes.
Alex leaned over and kissed Destiny's cheek.
Carmen shot a glance at Alex, who was giving his meal undue attention.
There was no reason Alex shouldn't tell his father.
Señor Medena folded his hands under his chin and studied Alex thoughtfully.
It was probably the first money, other than the air fares, Señor Medena had been able to spend on Alex - and even then he had to do it through Felipa.
I think Alex makes a concentrated effort to drive his father crazy.
She should discuss all this with Alex.
As she glanced up, Morino and Alex started down the stairs, the tall lanky foreman taking two at a time.
Alex asked as they reached the bottom step.
You know, Alex's wife.
Alex obliged and then the four of them continued to a lot where some horses grazed.
But then, Alex had always been fluent in pretty talk.
Speaking of which, where was Alex?
Alex smiled at her.
When the bed sagged on the other side, she realized the sound was Alex changing into his night clothes.
In the darkness, Alex found her and pulled her into his arms.
Alex had invited her to look at his financial files any time she wanted, and yet it seemed an intrusion on his privacy.
Alex gets over-confident sometimes.
When Alex came home Destiny crawled into his lap.
Alex put a hand on her shoulder.
Alex looked up and smiled when they walked into the room.
It was the middle of the day, and Alex never took a nap.
Work continued on the nursery on weekends when Alex was home.
She selected an off-the-shoulder lilac colored sun dress that Alex liked.
Alex said from the doorway.
Alex didn't look at Carmen, which was her first inkling that something was amiss.
Alex had been hiding more than a father.
Señor Medena eyed Carmen thoughtfully, but like Alex, there was no way of knowing what was on his mind.
This wasn't the Alex she knew.
It crossed her mind that Alex might be more than uncomfortable in these surroundings.
When the kids were settled in their room, she turned on Alex.
Señor Medena glanced at Carmen and then back at Alex.
Señor Medena gazed up at Alex sadly.
For another moment she hesitated, and then joined Alex.
Alex looked surprised for a moment and then his lips clamped together firmly.
If only Alex could talk to his father that way.
Alex had asked one of the men go into town and rent a car for them.
Carmen was up first, showering and dressing before Alex woke.
Carmen glanced up at Alex.
No wonder Alex hadn't said anything about it.
This is not enough for Alex to support?
And if Alex refuses the inheritance?
Jonathan was up early and ready to go, so Alex hurriedly showered and dressed.
Felipa guided them to Alex and Jonathan.
Finally she spotted him, plastered against the fence, watching Alex.
Alex handed the reins to a caretaker and dusted himself off as he headed for the gate.
Jonathan asked Alex excitedly as they joined Carmen and Felipa.
More than likely Alex didn't want to hear any more about danger, though.
Remembering what Felipa had said about the girls being out of a home if Alex refused the inheritance, she smiled.
Alex shot her a stern look and she made a face.
Señor Medena leaned back in his chair, watching Alex.
If he thought Alex was warming to him, he saw more than she did.
That night after Jonathan was in bed, Carmen turned to Alex.
Alex turned back to her.
When she glanced at Alex, he was watching her intently.
Alex regarded her soberly.
Alex laid a hand on her arm.
But then, Alex hadn't mentioned his family to her, either.
She nodded, searching the room again for Alex.
They must have been close, and yet, to the best of her memory, Alex had not spoken of Gerald.
She glanced up and found Alex watching her intently.
Still, Alex had taken ownership for what he had done.
Jonathan glanced up at Alex, who met his gaze sternly.
Señor Medena was watching Alex thoughtfully, but Alex seemed to be unaware of his attention.
He glanced at Alex.
Alex nodded, still watching Jonathan.
Alex finally glanced at Señor Medena, who shook his head.
Alex turned to her.
Alex was looking down at her, his expression unreadable.
Carmen hesitated, catching Alex's eye.
A few minutes later Dulce and Alex joined them at the table.
Alex excused himself early and Carmen stayed downstairs with the children.
This is how Alex teaches you?
That was one way Alex had followed her lead.
After Alex goes to work and Jonathan goes to school, Destiny and I do the chores.
I think I'll join Alex right now.
Carmen set Destiny on the floor and then sat down beside Alex.
Alex put the paper down and turned toward her, sliding an arm behind her on the back of the couch.
Alex rolled his eyes and made a face.
He was right, to a degree It isn't the past that I'm pitching you, Alex.
She helped Destiny into her chair and smiled thanks to Alex as he held hers.
The Alex she met and fell in love with was confident and generally happy.
After breakfast, Morino arrived and took Alex and Jonathan out to see the mares.
Alex didn't answer and it went to his voice mail, so she left a message.
Alex, I'm going to look at a house with your father.
The way he did it reminded her of Alex.
It was Alex and Morino.
Alex must have listened to her message.
Morino's uncomfortable gaze shifted from Señor Medena to Alex, and then to Carmen, but he said nothing.
Alex assisted her as she swung up behind him.
Surely Alex wasn't blind to the manipulation going on with intent to keep him in Texas.
Other than an infatuation with Josh before she met Alex, there had been no one else.
When Alex lowered her to the ground, she jerked her hand free and marched off to the house.
The door opened and Alex stepped into the room.
Alex wasn't paying a stranger to give him an heir.
Alex was lounging with one shoulder against the wall on the other side of the family room when Carmen walked in.
Alex wore a light blue sweater that accentuated his dark complexion and Jonathan was dressed likewise.
Even so, she caught Alex watching her with a strange expression several times.
Jonathan was staring out the window and Alex was playing with Destiny.
Alex instantly provided a little white bag and she made use of it.
Alex collected their luggage and had it loaded in the car.
She was faintly aware when they reached home and Alex carried her to their bed.
It was how she felt about Alex.
With Alex back at work and Jonathan at school, her attention turned to the nursery.
Alex and Jonathan wanted to help decorate, but there were some basic things that could be done.
Alex was a wealthy man - rich by her standards.
In any case, Alex hadn't actually concealed his financial status.
When Alex came home that evening, Jonathan was in his room painting and Destiny was topping off her nap.
The Alex she knew loved her and the children.
Alex was removing supper from the oven when she walked into the kitchen.
Destiny glanced up at Carmen from her elevated chair at the table and then her attention swung back to Alex.
Carmen carried the basket of eggs to the counter beside the sink and watched as Alex took the lid off the roasting pan.
Something drew her attention to Jonathan, who was watching Alex intently.
When her attention came back to Alex, he was watching Jonathan.
She said they were both supportive of her when Alex was born.
What a complicated situation Alex had been born into.
And yet, Katie and Alex were close siblings now in spite of their age difference.
Alex was a love child - of that she was certain.
Alex will be home soon and I have to get supper on.
Carmen had always looked forward to evening when Alex returned from work, but she was doubly relieved for the evening hours now.
Alex agreed, but he kept an eye on her.
When she woke, shortly before Alex arrived, she played quietly with a doll while Carmen prepared supper.
Alex made a face.
Alex stood and squeezed his shoulder as they turned toward the door.
Alex said it might not have made any difference, and reminded her that she needed to think positive.
Right now she also wished Alex was here.
If it's something we simply can't afford, that's one thing, but we should be encouraging things like this, Alex.
Alex hugged Destiny and kissed her before turning to Carmen.
Finally Alex kissed her neck and released her, stepping away as he spoke.
Alex hired someone to till the garden, refusing to let Carmen do it.
With everything ready, they sat on the window seat and watched for Alex.
It was hard to say whether Alex was withholding facts so she couldn't contest his decisions or simply because he thought she did not need to know.
I don't have to defend myself against Alex.
Never had she seen Alex so hostile - not even with Josh.
And now she was even resenting Alex for telling his father.
Her anxious gaze went from Carmen to Alex and back again.
Carmen sat down, but Alex remained standing.
Alex asked sharply, his brows drawing down.
Alex leaned forward and placed his hands, fists down, on the desk.
Getting no response from Alex, he shrugged and turned to his desk.
She shouldn't have encouraged Alex to come down here.
Even so, Alex wasn't back by the time she got out.
In the sea of faces, she didn't see Alex.
She was beginning to see why Alex wasn't impressed with Señor Medena.
Alex had never mentioned him.
If Alex felt the need to protect her from Gerald, maybe she shouldn't be dancing with him.
What would Alex have done if she had talked?
Most people would have said it was difficult for Alex.
Alex said he... you look so...
Carmen rubbed her sore neck and searched the room for Alex again, but didn't find him.
I think maybe Alex married you to get away from his family.
Her beef was with Dulce - and maybe Alex.
She glanced up at Alex.
Alex raised a brow.
It was something Alex didn't need to know.
Dulce motioned to Carmen from a hallway, so Carmen told Alex to take the children up and she would be up shortly.
Carmen was looking at someone behind the camera and Alex was looking at a girl who stood about five feet from him.
I did not know Alex would drink it.
Alex thinks someone spiked his punch.
Carmen sucked in her breath and looked up at Alex.
Did Alex think about that aspect?
Felipa turned excitedly to Alex.
The memory was poignant, overshadowed by events that took place after she told Alex she was expecting.
A chair scraped next to her and Alex swore softly under his breath.
She pushed away from Alex, removing her hand from her mouth.
No matter how sorry Alex was for what happened, or how many times he apologized or tried to make up for it, he couldn't remove the hurt.