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She's as perfect as she can be.
Her face warmed as she thought of it.
As she left the kitchen, his voice followed her.
The fire snapped as it grew.
For a few minutes they held on to each other, kissing as if they hadn't seen each other in a week.Advertisement
He was very tall--as tall as a man.
He deserves to be treated as a gentleman.
As a matter of fact, I did.
I'm as hungry as the horse is, and I want my milk.
He pulled away from her, propping up on an elbow as he studied her face.Advertisement
It's as simple as that.
As they had no wings the strangers could not fly away, and if they jumped down from such a height they would surely be killed.
She had to get a car as soon as possible.
I came, I saw, I conquered, as the first baby in the family always does.
Andrew was not held long as a prisoner.Advertisement
But the noise and clatter seemed as dreadful to them as Jim's heels, for all who were able swiftly turned and flew away to a great distance.
Crash after crash echoed far above their heads, as the earth came together where it had split, and stones and chunks of clay rattled around them on every side.
And as I look to the past and the present, I see two phenomena that especially drive my optimism.
His tone suggested impatience, but his expression gave no clue as to why.
But I'm afraid you cannot rule the Emerald City, as you used to, because we now have a beautiful Princess whom everyone loves dearly.Advertisement
Andrew's gray eyes blazed as he stood up straight and proud before the haughty captain.
He did not even hear his mother's footsteps as she came into the room.
It will all happen as quick as a wink.
So, as you are now too old to wander abroad and work in a circus, I offer you a home here as long as you live.
As the nation grew, so did what came to be called the American Dream.Advertisement
It is a custom in the South to build a small house near the homestead as an annex to be used on occasion.
And why are children born to such men as you?
Alex had been the one who helped her see them as true family, and yet he was having issues accepting his own father.
That idea was troublesome to Carmen as well.
As always, he had been there when she needed him.
I know you as well as I know anyone else.
As they looked down the street they saw a horseman coming.
There was the usual amount of discussion as to a name for me.
At Smolensk the armies at last reunited, much as Bagration disliked it.
A long sigh escaped her lips as she slid back down under the covers.
She frowned as she unbuttoned her blouse.
As I said, I enjoy having a female around.
After reading my arguments, you may or may not believe the future I describe is inevitable, as I say it is.
He pronounced every word plainly, as though he were talking to his schoolmates.
A few minutes later his deep voice drifted back down the hall as he discussed something with her.
Our friends had a good start and were able to maintain it, for with their eight wings they could go just as fast as could the Gargoyles.
Now, Brother Felix says I can read almost as well as he.
Of the war Princess Mary thought as women do think about wars.
Hope that you'll start accepting me as your husband - your mate; not just a lover.
Both were watching her as if she had something earth-shattering to say.
Father will need to rest as well.
I had noticed that my mother and my friends did not use signs as I did when they wanted anything done, but talked with their mouths.
As is always the case with a thoroughly attractive woman, her defect--the shortness of her upper lip and her half-open mouth--seemed to be her own special and peculiar form of beauty.
The retired naval man was speaking very boldly, as was evident from the expression on the faces of the listeners and from the fact that some people Pierre knew as the meekest and quietest of men walked away disapprovingly or expressed disagreement with him.
Not only was Pierre's attempt to speak unsuccessful, but he was rudely interrupted, pushed aside, and people turned away from him as from a common enemy.
Barclay de Tolly tried to command the army in the best way, because he wished to fulfill his duty and earn fame as a great commander.
And not only was Napoleon not afraid to extend his line, but he welcomed every step forward as a triumph and did not seek battle as eagerly as in former campaigns, but very lazily.
In August he was at Smolensk and thought only of how to advance farther, though as we now see that advance was evidently ruinous to him.
The only thing that made Princess Mary anxious about him was that he slept very little and, instead of sleeping in his study as usual, changed his sleeping place every day.
As it was, the kids might pick up on her fear and emulate.
The whole truth didn't sound nearly as bad as part of the conversation.
The shepherd did as he was bidden.
I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well.
His chuckle was soft as he pulled her gently against him.
It seemed as if no one saw that coming because, frankly, no one could conceive of it happening.
History, Poetry, Mythology!--I know of no reading of another's experience so startling and informing as this would be.
Their chairs made a scraping noise as the gentlemen who had conferred rose with apparent relief, and began walking up and down, arm in arm, to stretch their legs and converse in couples.
She could not have read the letter as she did not even know it had arrived.
Katie made a face as she sat in the chair opposite Carmen.
As for Alex, he likes to control people.
As they blended in with the rest of the dancers, she glanced back at the table where the man sat.
The third time that he thrust out the weapon there was a loud roar and a fall, and suddenly at his feet appeared the form of a great red bear, which was nearly as big as the horse and much stronger and fiercer.
One day as he was riding through the woods, some British soldiers saw him.
The slim, tall boy seemed to grow taller, as he answered, "I'll not be the servant of any Englishman that ever lived."
They knew that the master would be as good as his word.
He learned many languages and became known all over the world as "The Learned Blacksmith."
We may waive just so much care of ourselves as we honestly bestow elsewhere.
He slapped her on the backside playfully as she passed.
As for buying a child - was it so different from what they were doing?
His bright smile with the two missing front teeth faded as he realized they were leaving without her.
Jonathan came in as Carmen was setting the table.
He glanced at her as he set the roasting pan on the stove top to cool.
Carmen carried the basket of eggs to the counter beside the sink and watched as Alex took the lid off the roasting pan.
Still, as a child she had never thought about it.
There was no good way to say it, so she might as well get to the facts.
Besides, she was as hungry as she was exhausted.
She wouldn't describe him as being tall.
The topaz gaze was intense as he sipped the hot liquid.
For a moment he looked as startled as she felt.
The trip back was every bit as exciting.
As she watched, the horses plunged down a dune, sending a spray of white sand into the dry air.
As it came to a stop the conductor called out in a loud voice.
As his fingers laced through hers, she opened her eyes and found Alex watching her.
I used to work with Alex as a Jr.
Lisa asked, as she gazed at the beautiful buckskin gelding.
Lisa put up a hand as Yancey started toward her.
Lisa asked as she turned to look at Sarah.
Well, as I said.
The stone flipped back and forth, winking at her as it caught the light.
Cassie, a woman as good looking as you should be used to saying no.
Davis watched her as she cleaned the camp.
She flattened against the rock wall as she heard the horse scramble down into the ravine a little way down from her.
I'd as soon die here as live much longer among these cruel and heartless people.
As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.
It shall be on your family's behalf that I'll start my apprenticeship as old maid.
His gaze flitted to Carmen as they passed.
As she rounded the curve in the staircase, the room became silent.
There was nothing she could do about it until he got home, so she might as well not think about it.
A cold wind tore at her hair as she stomped across the courtyard and out to the chicken coup.
Life's too short as it is.
You might as well give up.
She shuddered as she urged the bay closer to Bordeaux.
Cassie could feel them all watching her as she settled to the ground.
Cassie, I'm not leaving you, so you might as well try to go on.
They waited in tense silence as the horses slowly moved on.
As much as she would like to have offered to walk while he rode, she knew they would cover ground faster if she rode and he walked.
We pass the time as we can, but in war as in war!
She caught her breath as another thought struck her.
An armadillo stared at them from a rocky ledge as they passed, and a doe and her fawn darted across the trail not more than a hundred yards ahead, disappearing into the brush.
Brandon glanced at Adrienne as he opened the door for Julia.
You hired on as a cook.
As if in answer to her question, he dug a tin from his shirt pocket and handed it to her.
As exhausted as she was, riding on the horse with him was exciting.
He reached the edge of the tall roof, stepped one foot out into the air, and walked into space as calmly as if he were on firm ground.
The maiden's gown was soft as satin and fell about her in ample folds, while dainty lace-like traceries trimmed the bodice and sleeves.
The girl's hair was soft and fluffy and her skin as smooth as satin.
The boys looked at her and wondered if the master would really be as good as his word.
There was to be music and dancing; and Cyrus was to invite as many guests as he chose.
Age is no better, hardly so well, qualified for an instructor as youth, for it has not profited so much as it has lost.
Adraksin was in uniform, and whether as a result of the uniform or from some other cause Pierre saw before him quite a different man.
Well, whatever we do, I'd like to do it as a family.
Jonathan and Alfonso were playing with the sticks as if they were swords.
She shrugged as she placed the toy on top of the magazine.
Dulce had hands on her hips, leaning slightly forward as she spoke to him in Spanish.
The atmosphere felt stiff and formal, as if this was not part of their routine.
Señor Medena was watching her as if she were talking about something truly interesting.
She helped Destiny into her chair and smiled thanks to Alex as he held hers.
He watched anxiously as she dialed the number.
Maybe because it had the same theme of wrought iron and ivory as the hacienda - and maybe they had been visiting too long.
Actually, it was way too much house as far as she was concerned, but she wasn't buying it.
It looked as stiff and formal as his hacienda did.
Señor Medena was watching her again in that strange way, as if it truly mattered what she thought.
The driver was standing by the car smoking a cigarette as they emerged from the house.
As he rode into the yard, his expression made it clear that he didn't come to see the house.
Alex assisted her as she swung up behind him.
She gripped his waist as he turned the horse around and headed back toward the hacienda.
He was just showing me a house he said he was giving as a wedding gift.
Her face flamed as she thought of how it must have looked to Morino.
As with Josh, he had simply assumed a relationship.
He reached out and grasped her arm as she walked by.
Dropping her arms, she stepped back and wiped her mouth, staring up at him as though he had initiated the incident.
As Dulce had pointed out, he was trying to get away from the family.
Alex straightened the feeding tube across her shoulder and watched anxiously as Matthew mouthed the nipple and feeding tube.
As if Matthew thought the encouragement was intended for him, he latched onto her breast, creating a suction that sent tiny bubbles down the feeding tube.
His fingers dug into her breast as he eagerly nursed.
Tears continued to flow as her attention shifted back to Matthew.
His attention was distracted momentarily as the feeding tube was switched to Carmen's other breast.
Whatever the case, Natalie began suckling as soon as the nipple was in her mouth.
His brows drew together as he glanced up at Carmen.
If she had stayed with her husband and they had more children, would he have felt financially responsible for the others as well?
The facts drifted in slowly, as if attending a dreaded meeting.
As for sitting around doing nothing, I'm going to do something about that.
As the garage door lifted, sunlight reflected off the polish she and her siblings had applied that last day of their lives.
Everything seemed clearer, as though she had come out of a fog.
Come to think of it, maybe that thought troubled him as well.
As the path turned, the broad side of a metal building came into view, nestled at the foot of a cliff.
With Yancey's kind, there's no such thing as a mild emotion, neither in anger nor in love.
There could be a number of reasons that Sarah would welcome her as a daughter-in-law, not the least of which was the goings-on down that path.
His voice was gentle as he instructed her.
It wasn't as if they could do anything anyway.
As she passed a neighbor boy, he waved at her, his two missing front teeth displayed in a sweet smile.
She gripped the steering wheel as the vehicle plunged down a steep hill.
The front end was slowly sinking down as the ground gave way.
She jumped up and gasped in horror as it slid forward.
Her knees were trembling as if they were going to give way at any moment, and her face felt devoid of blood.
His nod was noncommittal as he examined the place where the car had gone over.
As he had pointed out, it wasn't as if she had much of a choice.
The words of formality trailed off as she stared at the room.
A middle-aged woman entered the room, her hands full of hamburger meat as she formed a patty.
Fayetteville is long distance, but I'll be glad to pay you for the call as soon as I get my things.
Her hand hung over the phone a minute as she fought with the urge to call Howard.
It looks like I'll have to accept your invitation to spend the night, but I'll pay you as soon as I get my things.
Her stomach lurched again as she thought about the way the car had stopped.
Had fate brought her to these people who welcomed her as if she were family?
As soon as she retrieved her purse and clothes, she could call Connie to come get her.
Surely it couldn't be as bad as Giddon had indicated.
As soon as I finish the dishes...
A little further ahead, they glimpsed a white flash of tail as a deer bounded crossed the trail no more than fifty feet ahead of them.
As a girl, she had wandered the woods with friends.
On the other hand, if he wanted to harm her, he might snatch the stick from her and use it as a weapon against her.
Even so, it was as if a something had been lifted from her chest, allowing the flow of oxygen and blood to a starving brain.
She stumbled as she dismounted from the ATV and Giddon reached out to help her.
She had her purse, and it wasn't as though he had done any physical harm.
An unidentifiable expression lurked in his dark features as he nodded.
Listen, I got a summer job in the Mountains as a sitter and it includes room and board.
It was like Connie to spend as little time on the telephone as possible.
It wasn't as though she could explain her sudden Jekyll and Hide personality, either.
I'm as ready as I'm going to get.
He was handsome, though she wouldn't go so far as to call him gorgeous.
She stared out the windows at the telephone poles as they approached and sped off in a blur.
He waved a hand as if to brush her inquest off.
If she knew I was hiring you as a companion, she'd be embarrassed.
Lisa closed the phone and listened as Giddon walked by.
Maybe it was the intrigue, or maybe it was that gut feeling that something wasn't as it appeared.
Tammy could swim almost as well as Lisa, but Sarah couldn't swim at all, confessing unabashed that she was afraid of the water.
She lifted the hair off her neck and sighed as she paused in the shade of a huge oak tree.
The wild hills were calling, as they had in her youth.
Giddon paid no attention to the three at the pool, patting Diablo's nose and talking softly to him as if no one was around.
Diablo stood hip-shod, his eyes half-closed as Giddon tossed a saddle blanket over his back and then swung up the saddle.
As Giddon grabbed the reins, Diablo turned his head to look at his master.
His paintings were so unique as to require no signature for identification.
His step was light as he crossed the room and gently lifted Tammy into his arms.
He seemed oblivious to anyone else in the house as he carried her down the hallway to her room.
Surely you have time off as well, otherwise, how would you have time to come all the way out here.
There was a light step behind her, and then Allen's eyes widened as his attention shifted to a point behind her.
He towered over them both, the muscles in his arms and shoulders straining against his shirt as he hooked his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans.
Allen swallowed again, almost cringing as he licked his lips and turned desperate eyes on Lisa.
From the door she turned and watched as he climbed into his car and drove away.
This is what is commonly known as a swimming suit.
She changed into a sleeveless blouse and shorts, wondering as she did so if he would object to the shorts.
Tammy's tiny fingers coaxed a cookie from the package, giggled as she handed it to Lisa.
Even now, as his eyes sought her forgiveness, his chin stayed up proudly.
It wasn't as if she had any part in becoming that way, nor did it make her a better person.
When Lisa questioned Sarah about the car, she passed it off as a friend of Giddon's, and quickly changed the subject.
She stayed in the brush beside the trail, as she had done in her dream.
Lisa drew further back into the brush as the car drove by.
Giddon met her as she neared the house, eyeing her suspiciously.
As strong as he was, it would be useless to resist.
Anyway, hadn't Giddon said that he wouldn't let anything happen to her as long as she was close to him?
Yancey walked in as she was setting the table.
It was as if she were talking about someone she didn't know.
I keep telling him that as long as he gives her money, she'll never get out of trouble, but he just says she's the only sister he has and he has the money.
Giddon had barely left the yard on Diablo and Lisa instantly recognized it as a chance to investigate the building.
She screamed as she wind milled her arms in the hot air.
She screamed again as she tumbled down a steep hill.
A sharp pain shot through her ankle and a cry escaped her lips as she dropped back to the ground.
Her attention focused on finding something to use as a crutch.
She couldn't outrun it - in any condition, and it could climb a tree as fast as she could.
They reached an open place in the brush where Diablo stood hip-shod, his eyes half closed - as if all hell wasn't getting ready to burst loose.
She felt his breath on the back of her neck and stiffened as one arm slipped around her waist.
His big hands were surprisingly gentle as he wrapped her foot and secured it with tiny safety pins.
His expression was sober as he placed a hand on the counter on each side of her.
It ignited a fire in his eyes as well.
His feelings for her were as genuine as hers for him.
Her eyes widened as she noticed the bandaged foot.
That's what happens when you don't do as you're told.
She gave the sack of groceries undue attention as she quarried Lisa.
He could be tender and thoughtful, as well as charming.
Yancey looked down at her as he helped her from the ATV.
Yet as the world began to open beyond her little circle, she realized that he had been open about his interest all along.
He might as well learn that he wasn't going to dominate her.
Besides, his volatile nature was as interesting as his spontaneous moods.
As she brushed by him on her way to her room to dress, she asked over her shoulder.
He grinned as he realized her interpretation of his answer.
He chuckled softly as he pulled her closer, his hand gently caressing her back.
He was a tall dark figure in the night, as he stood looking down at her.
Lisa turned her face away and hoped Tammy didn't notice her shoulders shaking as she laughed silently.
The thought must have occurred to Yancey as well, and he reassured Tammy in a voice choked with suppressed humor.
Maybe Yancey would be more careful in the future about using the threat of bears as a method of keeping Lisa away from that building.
Was he falling in love as well, or was he simply taking what he could get?
He leaned forward, as if to say something in her ear.
He sighed and rubbed his head as though the whole idea gave him a headache.
The only person who didn't view her as a sitter or maid was Yancey, and his viewpoint was as a lover.
His eyes were dancing with amusement as he used one hand to jerk the towel free and expose cut-off blue jeans.
Maybe I would have if you hadn't retracted it as soon as you said it.
He stopped, tugging her hand urgently as he turned toward the door.
He hadn't been accepted as their roommate because he was pretty.
His gaze shifted to the doorway as Julia entered the room.
Rachel glanced up as Adrienne entered the kitchen, and smiled warmly.
An uncomfortable silence surrounded them for a while as Rachel diced tomatoes and Adrienne chopped the lettuce.
I've never met anyone who could evade a question as well as he can.
As she turned her head, the spoon distorted her nose, making it look longer and hooked.
He grimaced as he popped the top on the can.
As usual, her stomach was grumbling for food.
You're as stubborn as a mule.
It wasn't as if she was going to chase after him.
Anyway, with all the money in his family and the good looks as well, he couldn't hold a candle to Brandon in the charm department.
As Adrienne stepped off the sidewalk, she heard quick steps from behind.
As they climbed out of the car, a screen door squealed on the front porch and a short stocky man emerged, running a hand through graying hair.
All the same, Brandon introduced them as his parents - and Adrienne as a friend he had met in Tulsa.
Brandon glanced down as he stepped around her and then grabbed her arm She smiled up at him mischievously.
He held her chair as she took a seat and then sat quietly as Mrs. Marsh said grace.
Brandon scowled at his mother as he handed her the tray of fried chicken.
Mr. Marsh was the undisputed king of the castle, but he obviously acknowledged his wife as the queen.
Brandon was fortunate to have been raised by two people who cared as much about each other as they cared for him.
She threw the covers back and gasped as her feet hit the cold floor.
Brandon should have told them, and when they finally made it to the barn, she said as much.
It turned its head and watched as she placed a foot in the stirrup.
As she swung into the saddle, the horse sidestepped.
It probably looked better for him, anyway, as he didn't have a date.
She leaned forward and stood on her toes, gripping his shoulders as she kissed his cheek.
He laughed shortly as he crammed his hands into his pockets.
Their kisses were usually shared after dark, but as the season progressed, that was getting later in the evening.
As long as they weren't sleeping together or disrupting the household, what difference did it make that they were in love?
Was she going to have her career and him as well?
Brandon smiled sardonically as he gazed down at Adrienne.
Everyone was so supportive - even her parents, who came up to meet Brandon as soon as they heard the news.
She was going to have her lifelong dream as well as the dream she had recently developed - a life with Brandon.
I guess I should stay here and study as well, but...
Through her bedroom doorway, Adrienne watched him as he listened solemnly.
Darting across the room, she used the door jam to break her speed as she turned to Brandon's room.
She gripped the armrest as he passed two cars at a time.
Still, the car weaved as he guided it back into the right lane.
Adrienne screamed, cramming her foot into the floor as if she, too, had a break pedal.
For one brief instant, he looked at Adrienne as if he actually saw her.
This has been hard for you, as well.
She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, while tears coursed down her cheeks as well.
Brandon must have wanted something different as well.
Country kids need a good nurse as much as a city kid, you know.
Getting over Brandon wasn't near as easy as getting her cap and stripes.
To make matters worse, lately she had been dreaming of the ranch as well.
She'd be willing to bet the woman was as hard nosed in her sleep.
She glanced up as a figure approached, and her smile was genuine.
The hours were perfect, nine to five, and the job sounded as if it were tailored for her.
I was using my mother as an excuse.
His caustic expression served as a catalyst to her boredom.
I'm not against a woman having a job, as long as she sticks to work meant for women.
Getting upset about it wasn't going to change anything, though, so she forced a grin as she met the troubled gaze of Fritz.
I don't think she's as impressed with your hunting skills as you are, Bordeaux.
His bay gelding had the sleek lines of a racehorse and the look of endurance as well.
At sixty-two, he was as wiry as any of his men, and twice as cagey.
As the big wheels turned, they tossed sand up and over the rim.
The white sand was almost as blinding as snow.
As it always did, memories of the twins sparked a fire of anger at her father.
As far as she was concerned, he had relinquished his right to the ranch.
As usual, that thought brought the sting of tears to her eyes.
It wasn't as if that was the most important part, so why did it hurt the most?
As the teams came to a halt, the rasp of leather against sandy wheels assured her that the other wagons were following suit.
As he joined her they squinted into the heat waves, shielding their eyes against the bright sun - trying to discern something of the shadows below the plume.
Her voice trailed off as realized he was talking to Bordeaux.
A strange feeling of excitement filled her as she watched him.
As they watched, the figures in the dusty heat waves finally became recognizable as cavalry - even to the naked eye.
The rest of the teamsters joined them and they all waited in silence as the horses approached and drew to an organized halt.
Pete's eyes were twinkling as he took his plate and a cup of coffee.
Much as she enjoyed watching them eat crow for desert, she knew their shame would be forgotten by suppertime.
Bordeaux jumped back as her wagon moved to catch up with the others.
Much as she hated to admit it, they tasted good.
She continued the conversation as if nothing had happened.
Apparently scrounging food off the desert wasn't nearly as easy as harnessing a team of mules.
Had he seen them as well?
He laughed as he turned to his mount.
They could do their own cooking, even though it wouldn't be as nice.
He rolled a cigarette as he spoke.
The end glowed as he inhaled.
But I know for a fact that the glowing end of a cigarette butt can be seen as far away as an arrow can be shot accurately.
Cassie glanced up at him as he moved by her, but he paid her no mind.
He probably thought she was getting serious about him as well.
She stiffened as he stepped closer and placed a gentle hand on each of her shoulders.
You're as bad as he is!