Gaze Sentence Examples
His gaze shifted away from her.
His gaze became guarded.
Her wandering gaze came up to his face and warmth shot painfully up her neck.
Alex shifted a faintly amused gaze to Carmen.
His gaze shifted reflectively to nothing in particular.
His gaze became wary and he spoke softly.
He glanced up and smiled when she came in, his gaze drifting from her to the door.
His solemn gaze roved over her face.
When Alex gave her a stern look, her hostile gaze shifted to her plate.
She met his gaze and smiled.
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His gaze wandered over her face.
His gaze flitted to Carmen as they passed.
His gaze dropped to her nightgown and his brows lifted.
His empty gaze shifted momentarily from the window to her face.
AdvertisementHis gaze focused back on her.
She let her gaze fall sternly on Dulce's face.
He continued to avoid her gaze, focusing on Felipa instead.
Señor Medena's reflective gaze rested on Carmen.
Finally his gaze found Carmen as they walked toward the car.
AdvertisementHis gaze turned cool.
This gaze disturbed and confused Boris more and more.
Natasha watched him with an intent gaze that confused him, as if she were trying to find in his face the answer to some question.
His searching gaze ran over her face again.
He plopped down in a chair, his intense gaze fixed on her.
AdvertisementHis gaze lifted innocently to Carmen.
His gaze shifted to include Carmen.
He nodded, his gaze drifting off in contemplation.
Lisa finally met Yancey's accusing gaze.
His smoldering gaze finally shifted to Len.
He met her gaze.
Her troubled gaze followed her trail back up the hill and she gasped.
She met his gaze with a frown.
He looked at her long enough for her to see resignation in his gaze.
A heavy silence fell, and she met his gaze finally.
He scooped her up and placed her on the bed, his gaze sweeping over her tiny, shapely frame.
His face was unreadable, his gaze steady.
Deidre's gaze fell to the table in the corner.
Renewed with courage born of desperation, she met his gaze steadily.
Was that what Sarah had found so amusing the first day - the fact that she hadn't melted under Yancey's stern gaze?
She met his sober gaze and smiled.
Finally she met his patient gaze.
She could feel his intent gaze on her.
He lifted his head and met her gaze.
She glanced up and met his intent gaze.
He watched her angry walk, gaze on her swaying hips.
Her gaze settled on Rhyn, who was waiting as tensely for her response as Kris.
But now this head was swaying helplessly with the uneven movements of the bearers, and the cold listless gaze fixed itself upon nothing.
His gaze traveled her body as she bent over the bed and stretched for a maroon sweater.
Deidre pulled away enough to meet his gaze.
Gabriel's gaze went to the waiting death-dealers.
His gaze drifted towards the fortress.
Gabriel reached the end of the assassins and turned to gaze at the lake with its souls.
She neared him as she spoke, pausing close enough that she had to crane her head back to meet his gaze.
Gabriel's gaze lingered on the images playing before him.
She nodded, gaze going to her tea.
Deidre avoided his gaze.
His gaze lingered on the body of his half-brother.
Her gaze lingered on a small bunch of colorful flowers hugging the base of a tree.
Darkyn's gaze never left hers.
She found herself walking along the bank, gaze on the souls that were moving.
His gaze went to the Oracle, who had shed no light on what was going on in his underworld.
His gaze drifted back to the Oracle.
His gaze followed it to the water, where it disappeared into the lake.
Deidre gasped, gaze flying up to him.
Gabriel's gaze took her in with some concern.
Darkyn focused his dark, soulless gaze on him for the first time since arriving.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, too, and his gaze rested on the tiny fangs resting on her plump lower lip.
Deidre looked at the demon lord, and Gabriel followed her gaze.
Her gaze was on Darkyn.
Deidre was watching him, her gaze troubled.
His gaze lingered on human-Deidre, and he was troubled by the memories of the time they spent together.
She ducked her gaze, and her breathing quickened.
He thought he saw a flicker of sadness cross her gaze before he crossed into the shadow world.
Darkyn's mate blushed again and ducked her gaze.
He was cold where Andre was warm, and Wynn's direct gaze held no emotion.
A flash of irritation crossed his gaze.
His muscular frame and direct gaze made her uneasy.
Rhyn asked Gabriel, his gaze never leaving Darkyn.
Andre's gaze was beyond the two deities.
As soon as the Dark One's gaze fell to her, she dropped into a deep curtsy.
His arms were crossed and his cold gaze on Andre.
Like her adoptive mother, Destiny was mesmerized by the chocolate gaze and rich deep voice.
His soft chocolate gaze went from the car to Carmen.
Lori's gaze implored Carmen.
She met his expectant gaze.
She lifted her head slowly, her gaze starting at his square-toed boots and running up the indigo jeans that flattered his lean build.
Her gaze continued up to the large western belt buckle that hugged his flat abdomen.
Slowly her gaze lifted to lips, which were curved in a pleased smile that enlarged until it activated the dimple below his eye.
His gaze shifted to Destiny and he placed the cup on the granite bar.
His dark gaze searched hers.
His gaze searched the woods behind them in a way that made her nervous.
After counting to ten and taking two deep breaths, she lifted her head and met his troubled gaze.
He was standing at the edge of the kitchen, a bouquet of wildflowers in one hand and concern etched in that delicious chocolate gaze.
For a moment his gaze wandered over her face reflectively.
His gaze dropped to the trench he had dug around the bush.
His gaze shifted back to Lori.
Alex dropped his mind reading gaze on her.
He stepped out on the front porch, phone to his ear as his gaze probed through the trees.
His gaze held hers and he tried to talk, but he only managed to cough.
Her accusing gaze came to rest on Carmen.
For a moment surprise captured her tongue and she basked under the warmth of that chocolate gaze.
His expression was so blank that it made his gaze eerie.
His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to tell her something.
His sultry gaze followed her to the chair.
His contemplative gaze ran over her face and paused on her lips.
His intent gaze found hers, but he made no attempt to write.
His gaze finally left hers and he nodded.
His reflective gaze searched her face, his brows furrowed with concern.
That bittersweet chocolate gaze mesmerized her, filled her with a longing that he would not satisfy.
His reflective gaze covered her absently for a moment and then he looked away.
He turned and met her unsteady gaze.
She bit her lip and then lifted her gaze to meet his.
When he turned back to her, the gaze was as direct as the question.
Looking back at her, his gaze was piercing.
For a moment his gaze ran over her face, and then it found her eyes, probing her mind without revealing a single thought of his.
Leaning back in the chair and lacing fingers behind his neck, that bland gaze roved over her face again.
His gaze searched her face again, finding the hidden thoughts.
When she didn't respond, his gaze wandered over her face.
Letting her gaze fall to her feet, she shuffled them around.
His attention shifted to the bear and she followed his gaze.
He glanced up from the book he was reading and followed her gaze to the picture in her hand.
Her gaze fell on him.
Her steady gaze brought a smile to his lips and he set the book aside.
The chocolate gaze roved over her face and landed on her eyes.
His gaze shifted to a point behind her and the smile left his face.
She followed his gaze as he put her down to determine what had startled him.
He shook his head, his gaze wandering over her face.
His amused gaze rested on Carmen as he tried to keep from smiling.
Alex kept his gaze on Carmen.
Alex glanced at Carmen, his gaze scouring her face.
She nodded, her gaze searching his face for approval.
Skimming it, her gaze settled on the last line of the first page.
He held her gaze for a moment too long before looking away.
Her gaze fell to the envelope from South Peachtree Mortuary Services.
Wynn met the deity's gaze, which flickered between all the colors in the universe.
His gaze went from the sky to her to the body at her feet.
She met his gaze at last, a red flush creeping across her face.
His gaze took in the new wall they'd installed after the last one was destroyed by his best friend, Rhyn.
He glanced at Harmony, whose green gaze was on the ocean.
His gaze went back to the dead man Rhyn wanted him to find.
She walked down the beach opposite the party, gaze alternating between the ocean at her feet and the full moon climbing into the sky.
She returned her gaze to the sky at the awkward silence that fell.
His gaze went to the ocean.
Startled, Deidre's gaze went from the muscular legs to his face.
He held her gaze as he spoke.
The stranger was silent, gaze riveted to her.
She tilted her head back to meet his gaze and smiled.
Rhyn glanced up, gaze lingering on his mate, then shook his head.
When she continued to gaze at him, he sighed.
Rhyn met his gaze, surprised.
The blond man's smile was slow, predatory, his teeth sharpened into points and his dark gaze piercing.
She passed the three quarters point, and tears filled her gaze.
His gaze was on the blood-soaked sand where Gabe landed.
His gaze went to the Sanctuary.
He stopped beside her, gaze on the lake that glowed green in the quiet night.
Her gaze went to the pine trees with suspicion.
Harmony hesitated, and Darkyn met her gaze, sensing weakness.
He met her gaze then closed the laptop.
Her gaze passed over the faces in the crowd across the street.
Her gaze caught on a picture of a beach house on the ocean, and she hesitated.
He met her gaze, intent but patient.
Wynn was relaxed, sharp gaze on some point in the distance as he sipped his wine.
She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze at last.
He held her gaze, and she had the sense that he was looking beyond her, to her soul, examining it as only Death could.
She searched his gaze.
Her gaze flickered between it and the interior of the Sanctuary.
Deidre drank her coffee in silence, feeling Wynn's gaze and unwilling to look at him after almost admitting to the plan.
Deidre's gaze fell to the woman's protruding belly, and she suddenly understood.
Deidre followed her gaze, not understanding.
Katie straightened, gaze sharpening.
She shivered at his penetrating gaze.
Darkyn's gaze turned considering.
His gaze went to her bag.
No emotion crossed his features as his gaze settled on the two people on the bed.
There was warmth in his gaze.
There was a flicker of warmth in his gaze as he teased Katie, and he almost seemed approachable without the bulky trench coat lined with weapons.
With a low brow and piercing gaze, gravelly voice, a perfectly sculpted body and rugged features, Gabriel was the sexiest man she'd ever seen.
Deidre's gaze fell to his shapely shoulder, thick bicep and roped forearm as he extended one arm high enough for Katie to walk under.
Gabriel met her gaze.
She met his gaze, dreading his words.
Deidre sought some flicker of warmth in his dark gaze and saw none.
Their one night together made her feel alive, and his dark gaze alone was enough to make her body hot from the inside out.
His gaze dropped to her lips, and his thumb followed, grazing the sensitive skin.
Wynn's gaze was on the figures across the lake, his impassive features bathed in green light.
His jaw clenched, his piercing gaze making her want to crawl back into his arms.
Gabriel held her gaze a moment longer before his hands dropped, and he walked away.
Her gaze swept hungrily over his body as he strode across the room, away from her.
His gaze settled on the body at his feet.
Gabriel's gaze went to the lake.
Andre sat, steady gaze on Gabriel.
Her gaze fell to the tall woman in a slip of a dress that walked by her.
Not that it mattered, but she'd need five inch heels to catch the gaze of someone as sexy as Gabriel.
She didn't even notice the stranger; her gaze was arrested by Gabriel.
The muscular frame, black gaze, dark clothes all looked the same.
It was in his relaxed stance, the steadiness of his gaze.
Gabriel's jaw ticked as held her gaze for a long moment.
His brilliant gaze turned to Gabriel, who shook his head.
His gaze was steady as he spoke.
She twisted to meet his gaze, frowning.
Gabriel returned her intent gaze.
Her gaze went to the kitchen, and she smiled as she recalled Gabriel putting up her latest find.
His slow smile scared her while the penetrating gaze chipped away at more of her resolve.
Shaking and terrified, Deidre nonetheless held his gaze as she closed the distance between them, until she stood less than a foot away.
Deidre met the gaze of her betrayer.
His gaze settled on her, and she'd wished she'd never spoken.
She swiped the hand away, blinking to clear her gaze as she stared into a fire.
His gaze settled on Jade's familiar features, and he studied his companion of so many years.
Jade waited, and Kris held his gaze in silence.
His gaze strayed to the desk, where Katie's file sat.
Despite the honor of his visit, she couldn't help but feel a trickle of familiar coldness at his still gaze.
She felt his gaze and suspected she'd pissed him off again with her directness.
She tossed back the whiskey, meeting his gaze only when he placed his hand across the top of the carafe.
The healer's nervous gaze flickered to Rhyn.
The healer pulled her into its arms, his gaze flickering around again.
Sasha turned to him with a smile, and Jade's gaze softened.
Katie took another step back, the stillness of his gaze unsettling.
His gaze took in Sasha before sliding to the black flames.
She met his gaze briefly in the mirror.
Her gaze took in the crowd.
She let the bodies pressed against her shove her into the chilled night and blinked back her blurred gaze until she saw her German friends.
At their silence, her gaze returned to them.
His eyes flashed, and she hurried to stand before him with her neck craned back to meet his gaze, toe-to-toe with the beast.
His gaze went to Gabriel.
His gaze lingered on her, as if he smelled her perfume and was trying hard to identify it.
Her gaze again went to Jade, who looked ready to pounce.
His gaze dropped to the thin, stubborn line that was her mouth and then to her scarf.
Kris met his gaze, and the intensity of the exchange left her no doubt as to their relationship.
His gaze fell to her neck.
She met Jade's gaze, unable to look away.
She hesitated, her gaze turning to Tamer.
His silver gaze swept over her.
Despite the animosity boiling at the back of his brother's gaze, Kiki's pragmatism snapped to the forefront.
Kiki fell silent, but his gaze was accusing.
Kiki asked, gaze sharpening.
Rhyn met his gaze, leery as Kiki turned, considering.
Katie sat back with a contented sigh, gaze dropping to her arm.
The woman's gaze dropped to her neck, and Katie caught the troubled look in her eyes before she hid it.
His silver gaze went to her neck and flared.
His gaze slid over her face and down her body to her breasts.
Kris's white hair, fair complexion, and amber eyes were at odds with Rhyn's darkness and glowing pewter gaze.
His gaze turned from amber to fire, and she wondered if she'd pushed him too far.
Her gaze went to Rhyn, who looked almost amused again, then back.
He returned her gaze, steadying her with a possessive hand on her hip.
His gaze went to her neck as he fell silent.
He didn't catch the sarcasm in her voice; his gaze was trained on a woman clad only in a towel and trailed by steam, emerging from a door along one wall.
Her gaze settled on Jade, whose dark eyes still held the fire of danger.
Her gaze landed on the dining room, which looked much like that of a fancy restaurant.
His gaze slid to the floor, and he shook his head ever so slightly, as if trying to shake free an unpleasant thought.
His black gaze was still visible in the dark living room.
She offered one of her warm smiles and approached him, looking up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her gaze.
His gaze went to the incoming storm.
Her gaze lingered on Katie's face, which Katie knew was pale.
The four women looked at her, one gasping as her gaze fell to the tattoo and another paling, while the other two looked down their noses at her.
Her gaze stayed on Katie's neck until one of the others addressed her.
Katie met her gaze.
Amusement was deep in Molly's gaze, though she made no effort to come to her rescue.
He sat beside her and reached for her, his gaze on the newest scars given to her by Kris.
Gabriel said nothing, and fury unfurled within Rhyn as his gaze went to the sleeping woman.
His gaze drifted again to the woman whose pale features made him feel both proud and worried.
Rhyn's gaze fell to her again.
She emerged still pale, her gaze troubled.
At his quiet response, she faced him, searching his gaze.
He felt Katie's gaze settle on him at the question.
She approached him, gaze troubled once again.
She didn't meet his gaze.
He met her gaze, and her body bloomed with warmth in response to the possessive gaze that swept over her from head to foot before his eyes settled on the demon.
His silver gaze was on his foes then dropped to her.
He looked down at her again, his gaze taking in her face.
She turned it off and eased out of bed, stopping to gaze out the French doors.
Her gaze went to the sky again as she recalled the nightmare.
Warmth passed through his gaze, and the skin around his eyes softened as he took in her expression.
His gaze was on some point in the forest.
He wiped the bloodied knife on its pelt and straightened, meeting her gaze.
Sasha was lean and pale, his gaze turquoise.
Sasha chuckled, his gaze taking in the sarcophagus.
She said nothing, and he met her gaze once more, genuinely surprised.
His gaze lifted, and he recalled vividly the last time he.d seen his parents in this very spot, when they were cut down by bloodthirsty demons during the only period in Immortal history when demons attacked humans.
Fear fluttered through her, and her gaze flew to Kris, whom she trusted little more than his sadistic brother.
The snow began falling harder, and he met her gaze again finally.
His gaze flared with heated interest.
She can.t be as sweet tasting as you, he said, his gaze darkening.
Katie asked, her gaze going to the maid.
She looked up, shocked to see Sasha standing over them, his sharp gaze on the creature preparing itself for a second attack.
Kris.s gaze burned a hole in his back, but Rhyn ignored him.
He felt Katie.s gaze on him and looked up from the bandage, his eyes lingering on her face.
He was trying not to let the feel of Katie.s skin heat his blood, but her nearness and direct gaze lit him afire.
He dropped his gaze to the bandage, and he finished it in a hurry.
Sasha.s gaze took them both in, his eyes settling on her bandaged arm before he forced himself to look at Toby.
His gaze settled on her, and he ventured forward.
His gaze finally fell to Toby, and he inched forward.
Hannah.s gaze strayed beyond Kris to catch sight of Katie.
Hannah asked, her glowing gaze going to the castle again.
Hannah asked, gaze on Kris once again.
Hannah chuckled, soon distracted as her gaze took in the entertaining parlor Katie led her to.
His gaze was roving, and his air distracted even as he bent to give Hannah a kiss on the cheek.
Katie moved quickly through the room, refusing to meet the gaze of any of the Immortals.
His gaze went to her throat.
Kris caught Katie.s gaze and shook his head ever so slightly, warning her against coming in.
She returned to her chamber, where Lankha still worked his magic on an unconscious Toby under Ully.s watchful gaze.
Snow soon covered her arms as she crossed the roof to gaze into the well-lit courtyard.
She craned her head back to hold his silver gaze, a tremor of desire working its way through her.
His gaze had turned predatory again.
He took a sip, gaze going to the snow falling outside the window.
The smiled faded from his half-brother.s face, and Sasha.s gaze went to the fire.
Darkyn was a head shorter than Kris and wider, his steady gaze and roughly hewn features reminding him of Rhyn.
She met his gaze and held it, her pupils dilating and a faint flush spreading across her features.
He expected Sasha to sense his betrayal, but Sasha.s gaze glowed for a different reason.
Her gaze went to Hannah, who looked so sunny, she wondered what had happened.
He looked her up and down in approval, his gaze lingering on her neck.
His gaze went to her stomach.
Everyone.s gaze fell to Sasha.
Kiki rose as well, his gaze going to Sasha.
Kris looked up at Rhyn.s low voice, his gaze lingering.
Katie's gaze swept over her, and she was grateful to see her sister unharmed.
Her gaze went around the chamber and settled on the alcohol in the corner.
His white hair was streaked red with blood, his roving gaze tired.
He explored the crypt, gaze going to the display of his mother on one wall.
His gaze went to the statue of him.
Katie hesitated to speak her mind, her gaze taking in Sasha.s beat-up body.
Her gaze went to the altar, and she shivered.
Her gaze settled on the statue of Rhyn, whose large eyes held an ominous look too old for his chubby little face.
His gaze went to her neck, his resolve solidifying at the sight of her exhausted features and red cheek.
Kris.s gaze darkened, and he stood, pacing to the window.
Rhyn.s gaze fell to the dagger Andre had carried.
His bloodied knife was out at his side, his dark gaze blazing.
His gaze burned into her, and she held her breath, awaiting his decision of whether or not to leave her alive.
His gaze fell to the hand, and he stopped suddenly, puzzlement easing his anger.
Her gaze went to the sky, where the demon bird had appeared in her dream.
Her gaze went to Rhyn.
The portal opened in the courtyard, and Kris.s gaze went immediately to the rooms lining the women.s wing.
He leveled his gaze on Gabriel.
Rhyn watched her approach, his gaze dropping from his foes to her sweet face.
Romas's gaze flickered over her in what she now knew to be amusement.
Her gaze went to her desk, and she realized she didn't even have a passport.
He turned away from them, his gaze going upward and peering through the skylight in his spacious battle command center.
His youngest sister, Talal, stood in the doorway to his war quarters, her gaze hopeful.
She saw a full range of eye colors, though she noticed with some interest that blue or green eyes were unnaturally clear-- unlike her Mediterranean, green-blue-grey gaze.
Her gaze dropped to the feast before them.
Her gaze was immediately riveted to that of an alien unlike those of Romas's clan.
Her gaze fell to the bound hands of the man who'd caught her.
Given his guard of four warriors and his unfriendly gaze, maybe she should be grateful someone wrenched her arm off to get her away from him.
Kiera looked at them all, her gaze settling on the prisoner.
His brow was low and his eyebrows dark, making his unwavering gaze even more intense.
Kiera relaxed, no longer feeling his gaze on her.
She looked at the band on her arm, then down the hall toward Kiera before propping her chin on his chest to gaze at him.
Her gaze fell again to the closet in which boxes were stacked.
His gaze turned curious.
There was something more than interest in his gaze.
She searched his gaze and responded with irritation, "If coercion is willing, then yes."
Her gaze settled on Kiera, a wounded look of betrayal there.
Wondering how much he should say, A'Ran's gaze went to another screen first, the one listing the details of their unsuccessful peace mission.
His gaze slid to the screen Ne'Rin faced.
She tore her gaze away and twisted her head, yielding yet defying him as well.
Something his woman said took her interest; her gaze grew sharper, and she moved closer to nishani.
Talal's gaze sought out Ne'Rin before she stepped out of the house.
She interacted daily with the warrior members of her husband's family, but she'd never seen one quite like this, with soulful, ancient intelligence in his black gaze and a predatory walk.
Ne'Rin lingered, his hard gaze on Kiera.
Nishani glanced in the direction he indicated and returned a wary gaze to him.
She resisted the urge to leave, instead riveting her gaze to A'Ran.
A'Ran pulled his opponent to his feet, offered several quiet words, and turned his gaze to her.
A'Ran's intense gaze swept over her before turning to the observers.
Kiera looked around uncertainly before returning her gaze to A'Ran.
The small man with white irises drew near her, his eerie, unblinking gaze making her uncomfortable.
His gaze fell to her chest, where she clenched the sketchbook.
She was curious about the softer side of him and captivated by his steady gaze.
She dropped her arms and gave a long sigh, meeting his gaze.
Today his gaze fell to the white-eyed, small man that had addressed nishani the prior day.
Jetr met his gaze with a small smile and deferential bow of his head.
She could feel his body heat and felt pinned beneath the intensity of his gaze.
She felt the familiar, core-deep connection, the one intimate enough for her body to respond, as he held her gaze.
She met his gaze, wondering if any part of him was capable of affection or if she'd wither like a dried-out flower.
A'Ran's penetrating gaze nearly burnt a hole through her shoulder blades.
His gaze was just as intense, his brow low, but his features not as heavy as A'Ran's.
The guest was relaxed, his penetrating gaze calm and weary.
Her intent gaze lingered on him as they reached the house.
A'Ran's gaze rested on him for a long moment.
A'Ran straightened, his piercing gaze on her.
A'Ran's gaze swept over her, making her skin tingle with awareness.
I draw and paint, she said, flustered as his gaze stayed on the drawing of them holding hands.
He found himself wanting his nishani to gaze at him as she did in the image.
Her frown deepened when she looked at Ne'Rin, and her gaze grew intense and considering when she regarded him.
He met her gaze, and she shifted at his intensity.
Her gaze slid to the stone floor.
There was a flash of light and what sounded like frying eggs that brought her gaze to the other screen.
Her gaze stumbled on a familiar face at the other end of the hall, and she gasped.
He was seated, his fingers steepled and his gaze penetrating.
His position didn't change even when they were alone, his gaze direct and hard.
Surprised, she met his dark gaze.
Leyon asked, his gaze intent.
She looked at Mansr, whose sharp gaze took in her features.
Her gaze went to the columns with newfound interest.
He turned when she didn't respond, and his gaze softened.
His dark gaze lingered on her before he stalked to the door.
His gaze was cold, his jaw ticking.
She may have been a duty for him, but he'd been so much more … and Anshan… Her gaze went to her cold feet again.
Her gaze returned to the painting of A'Ran.
Evelyn's gaze fell to the painting again.
He looked again, this time meeting her gaze.
Jetr's confident gaze remained on the viewer.
A'Ran's gaze turned to her.
Despite the piercing gaze she'd never quite gotten used to, she stepped past Jetr and looked up at her mate, taking him in breathlessly once again.
Her gaze blurred, and hot moisture burned down her cheeks.
Her gaze went once more to A'Ran's face as they walked.
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.
I gaze out my window as the moon is slowly slipping away and I long for the warmth of the morning.
Jackson crouched in front of her to meet her gaze.
Jackson could not bring himself to return Sarah's gaze.
She dropped her gaze and said softly, "What I would really like is for you to play for me."
She broke the gaze first as he asked, "Did you feel that?"
She didn't avert her gaze this time.
She lowered her gaze and blushed even deeper.
She slowly raised her head and met his gaze.
She finally lifted her head to meet his gaze.
She dropped her gaze and tensed slightly.
The two stood, locked in a deep gaze, fully experiencing what they found in each other's eyes.
Jackson fell silent for a moment then met her gaze.
He backed up, tearing his gaze from her finger.
She dropped her eyelids to avoid Jackson's gaze.
She met his gaze, biting her lip.
She moved close to the bars and sat, never losing his gaze, then tilted her head and let out a soft whimper.
He returned her gaze, hoping she would back off, but she continued to blatantly stare, then finally dropped the mask.
She shifted under his gaze.
Jackson held her arms and locked his gaze.
Jackson leveled his gaze on her pointedly.
She was talking with her mother and Sarah, but must have felt his gaze because she peered at him quizzically.
Sarah shared a fearful gaze with Connor.
Carmen clamped her sagging jaw shut and tore her gaze from him, an uncomfortable warmth flooding her neck and face.
Her unfriendly gaze shifted to Katie.
She stepped away from the stall and her gaze was instantly drawn to Alex.
Carmen tore her gaze from his face again.
Straightening, he met her gaze.
She moved away from the gate, tearing her gaze from his lean muscular thighs.
She picked up a coffee cup and met his cold gaze.
Her heart fluttered lightly as she met his gaze, and began to pound as his hands slid up her arms in a gentle caress.
Hypnotized by his somber gaze, she lifted her face to accept his affection.
She made a job of searching through the cabinet for the cat food and avoided his gaze as she handed him the box.
She met that delicious chocolate gaze and smiled.
She met his solemn gaze.
She heaved a warm bucket of water from the sink and suppressed a smile as she met his concerned gaze.
She glanced up and met his wary gaze.
His deep voice was as soft and warm as his gaze.
He met her gaze solemnly.
He glanced up sharply at someone in the doorway and Carmen followed his gaze.
His amused gaze returned to her face.
She gnawed on her lower lip and finally met his gaze.
His dark gaze was intense.
She met his gaze and knew her lip was quivering.
She swallowed down a lump in her throat and tore her gaze from his.
He was silent a moment, and his gaze became guarded.
His gaze fell on her and his smile broadened, including the dimple.
She drew back and met his hungry gaze.
Alex tossed the book aside and stretched out beside her, following her gaze through the door.
She propped up on one elbow and met his gaze.
He traced her jaw with a finger and his gaze became tender.
The dark gaze softened and a smile played at the corners of his mouth.
His gaze shifted meaningfully to Carmen.
His fingers slid down her cheek in an exciting caress as his gaze searched her face hungrily.
He rubbed the back of his neck and his gaze became somber.
His gaze softened and he watched her reflectively.
She couldn't meet his gaze.
She met his gaze and felt drawn by the warmth.
He lifted his gaze to her intent face.
Alex shifted his gaze to Carmen.
His gaze traveled around the faces at the table and came to rest on Carmen.
The soft chocolate gaze met hers and the smooth lips tipped up slightly at the corners.
She leaned back and met his somber gaze.
Alex lifted his gaze from the picture and regarded Gerald reflectively.
That amethyst gaze openly displayed every emotion.
Lana's gaze lingered in its direction, her heart quickening.
Her gaze dropped to the driver's seat, where a small black military radio sat where none had been when she left the car.
Her gaze returned to the map.
Her gaze settled on the animated timeline.
His dark gaze returned to the box, and he reached up to the earpiece as he moved away from the others.
He met Dan's gaze and saw the same sense of dread on his counterpart's face.
The medic gave him a worried look as he passed, and Brady's gaze went again to the wounded soldier.
His gaze drifted to the wall of glass.
Her gaze flickered to the screen beneath her fingertips, and she typed the alarm disarm codes.
Lana neared, forcing her gaze away from the three bodies as she waited.
Brady tugged Dan's mask off, gaze roving the compound.
Lana smiled faintly, meeting Brady's gaze again.
Her gaze shifted to the purple ring around Brady's neck before she returned to her microcomputer.
Lana's eyes opened, and she stared at Brady, emotions flying through the expressive gaze.
He was vaguely familiar, his gaze intense.
He was one large muscle with a direct gaze that made her overly self-conscious.
Her gaze dropped to his large hand.
Lana met his gaze, hearing his Southern drawl for the first time.
Lana made her way through them to the general and followed his gaze.
Her gaze went to the general, who held tears in his eyes.
Her gaze went again to the keypads protected behind the titanium glass.
The pretty blond glared at him, but he saw the worry in her gaze.
Her gaze went to the laser gun he'd tossed a short distance away.
Her gaze moved to the laser gun and then to the familiar man holding it.
Her gaze went again to the pool of blood, then to the thick swath of red marking the trail of the dead man.
He planted his hands on either side of her and lowered his face to her level, forcing her to meet his gaze.
His gaze went to her wrist, and he closed the distance between them, taking it.
He tucked the micro under his pillow, returning his intense gaze to her.
Her gaze went towards the bed, where his deep breathing was steady.
She met his gaze, emotions skimming through her eyes.
Her gaze was steady.