Finally she slowly sat up.
She sat up and grabbed her purse.
They sat down at the table.
She sat the pan on the table and sat down.
Finally he sat up, a glint of humor in his eyes.
She sat up and reached for her robe, wondering who might be visiting at this time in the morning.
Not just that you went to a certain address but that the address was a movie theater and—based on where you sat and that you ordered tickets online—you saw Episode VII of Star Wars.
The charcoal man sat down by the fire.
She sat up, pulling the blanket around her nightgown and shivered.
Choking down fear, she climbed inside and sat down in the luxurious leather seat.
She sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the floor.
Finally he sat the cup carefully on the table, avoiding her eyes when he spoke.
I sat there for a long, long time, feeling like a fairy on a rosy cloud.
He held her chair as she took a seat and then sat quietly as Mrs. Marsh said grace.
When it stormed before my bread was baked, I fixed a few boards over the fire, and sat under them to watch my loaf, and passed some pleasant hours in that way.
She sat staring absently out the window.
She sat down on the bed and sighed again.
There she sat for a few moments, gasping for breath.
Alex sat up and leaned over her, speaking softy in a voice that was little more than a whisper.
He sat up and turned on the light.
The mother sat down in the shade of a tree and began to read in a new book which she had bought the day before.
They sat her in front of a mirror while Felipa worked.
Carmen sat with her hands clutched together tightly as the plane taxied out to the runway.
Alex sat up and scooted back so he could lean on the headboard.
He sat down in a chair and methodically placed the cup on the table, his gaze fixed to it.
Carmen sat Destiny on the floor and picked up the pan of pealed potatoes, along with a paring knife.
Carmen sat in a chair next to the bed and prepared for a long night.
At her right sat the queerly assorted Jury--animals, animated dummies and people--all gravely prepared to listen to what was said.
She sat in my mother's lap constantly, where I used to sit, and seemed to take up all her care and time.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at his feet... and then keeled over on the bed.
Princess Ozma, dressed in her most splendid robes of state, sat in the magnificent emerald throne, with her jewelled sceptre in her hand and her sparkling coronet upon her fair brow.
She rolled over and sat up, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm.
The crowd drew up to the large table, at which sat gray-haired or bald seventy-year-old magnates, uniformed and besashed almost all of whom Pierre had seen in their own homes with their buffoons, or playing boston at the clubs.
Who hasn't sat at a stop light and been so distracted by something else that they didn't notice the light was green?
The little stranger came and sat with them.
Alex retrieved her from Felipa and shifted her so that she sat on his arm, one of her arms around his neck.
Carmen set Destiny on the floor and then sat down beside Alex.
Nicholas, who had left his nephew, irritably pushed up an armchair, sat down in it, and listened to Pierre, coughing discontentedly and frowning more and more.
Katie made a face as she sat in the chair opposite Carmen.
Destiny sat on Carmen's lap and Alex held her arm while the pediatric nurse inserted an IV.
Carmen sat one side of the bed and Alex on the other, each holding a tiny hand.
I sat down immediately and wrote to Mr. Vining, asking him to explain the signs.
So he sat down and wrote a wonderful story, which he called "The Adventures of Robinson Crusoe."
The two boys stood at his knees, and his wife sat at his side.
The black car sat outside the building with its trunk open.
There was great applause when the speaker sat down.
The boy got up at once, and sat behind the king.
The little princess went round the table with quick, short, swaying steps, her workbag on her arm, and gaily spreading out her dress sat down on a sofa near the silver samovar, as if all she was doing was a pleasure to herself and to all around her.
The count sat on the sofa between two guests who were smoking and talking.
She stretched and sat up, reaching for her clothes.
It was, in fact, solely to meet Prince Vasili that she had obtained an invitation to Anna Pavlovna's reception and had sat listening to the vicomte's story.
Lisa sat down at her plate.
For some time he sat very still.
Destiny coughed and sat up with a wale that sounded more like a broken growl.
She shook her head and sighed as she sat down.
When Alex returned to the table, he sat in the chair Carmen held for him.
Carmen jerked her arms from his neck and sat up.
His gaze shifted to her as she sat down, and he smiled.
She followed him to the table and sat opposite him, waiting for him to open the subject.
She returned to her chair and sat down, gazing up at him.
Carmen detached Matthew from her nipple and handed him to Alex, who sat down beside her.
Alex handed him the cream and sat down in his chair.
An iced cake sat on the counter, decorating icing and tips beside it.
She sat down obediently in the chair and crossed her legs.
After the dishes were done and the beds made, she usually wandered around the house or sat in the yard, soaking up sun.
She stayed around the house, propping her foot up whenever she sat down, and by evening it was only a little sore.
She entered the room and sat in the leather-upholstered chair beside the desk.
She sat down in the chair opposite him and studied her coffee.
Lisa sat down and accepted the bowl full of scrambled eggs Sarah passed to her.
She glanced around, noting several objects covered with cloths, as well as a box that sat on a table beside the door.
Miss Sullivan always sat beside me, and told me what the teachers said.
Prince Andrew went again to his wife and sat waiting in the room next to hers.
In his large study, the walls of which were hung to the ceiling with Persian rugs, bearskins, and weapons, sat Dolokhov in a traveling cloak and high boots, at an open desk on which lay an abacus and some bundles of paper money.
They shut the door and all sat down.
Carmen sat down, but Alex remained standing.
He poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.
He sat up in the bed and looked around.
Wherever I sat, there I might live, and the landscape radiated from me accordingly.
It was not so much within doors as behind a door where I sat, even in the rainiest weather.
Pierre sat up on the sofa, with his legs tucked under him.
I only know that I sat in my mother's lap or clung to her dress as she went about her household duties.
She sat up slowly, clutching the blanket to her chest.
As they blended in with the rest of the dancers, she glanced back at the table where the man sat.
She sat on her bed, cross-legged, a book in her lap.
Mrs. Marsh sat in a chair opposite Adrienne, hunched over like an old woman.
Brandon sat with a comforting arm around her shoulders.
Bordeaux sat on his horse, looking genuinely surprised at her reaction.
She filled her plate and sat down cross-legged between Pete and Davis.
She sat up quickly, bumping her head on the wagon.
She sat back on her heals.
She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
He sat up and frowned down at her.
She sat down because the code of conduct about standing while guarding took second place to comfort.
She sat up, tucking her shirt back into her pants.
She caught her breath and sat up sharply.
She sat up straight, thinking that position would be uncomfortable enough to keep her awake.
She threw back the robe and sat up stiffly.
She sat up straight.
Promptly at nine, she removed her apron and crossed to the table where Cade sat nursing his fifth cup of coffee.
A chest of drawers with copper handles sat beside the bed - and what a bed it was.
The laundry room was also clean and an old wringer tub still sat in one corner, as though unwilling to completely surrender to modern appliances.
Still, she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.
She sat up and glanced around at the magnificent scenery.
She sat down with a piece of pie and poked at it.
The clock ticked away the minutes and she finally sat up and squinted at it - four-thirty.
She sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating Cynthia with a compassionate expression.
She sat up and grabbed her throbbing head.
He sat on the end of the bed and watched reflectively as she ate the ice cream.
She poured him a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.
She sat on her feet and huddled under the blanket, watching the flames grow.
Cade finally left the fire and sat down beside her on the couch.
Finally she cleared the table while he sat back with a cup of coffee.
As he sat sipping his coffee after breakfast he glanced at her.
Mary was still out, so she sat down and read the pamphlet.
Cynthia gathered him into her arms and sat down on the bed.
I dug in a tub of iced beer and Quinn and I toasted the two cans as we sat back on Adirondack chairs to enjoy the late afternoon.
Martha had a plate full of pancakes ready so we all sat around the large table.
I sat at the desk as he reclined on the bed, more suitable to his five foot seven frame.
Three of us sat around the table while Quinn continued to read in a corner rocker.
I sat nearby but my wait was brief.
Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and abruptly sat on the curb.
We took seats on an old leather sofa and side chair while our hostess sat behind the desk that dominated the room.
We sat there, mouths agape.
I sat at a table after randomly pulling half dozen books from the shelf.
We sat in silence for nearly an hour, each with his own thoughts.
Martha, I couldn't fall asleep until you sat by my side and whispered.
This case was a twelve year old girl, shot in cold blood as she sat alone at the poolside of her California home.
I sat her on a fallen log by side of the dirt track.
Bumpus sat near the two, acting like a protector and getting free hand pats for his reward.
"No, thanks," I protested, as I sat on the sofa.
Martha lifted her daughter from her crib, cuddled her briefly, and sat in a corner rocker.
She sat down and took my hand.
She sat in my lap and hugged me tightly.
I picked up the phone as Betsy closed my office door and sat next to me.
Sitting on a secluded site at the far side of the circle, on the outside, sat a mid-sized Pace Arrow motor home with California Plates!
He sat behind his desk and motioned me to a side chair.
She sat behind a desk and began asking me questions which I interrupted.
He took her arms and sat her in a chair, handed her a fistful of tissues, and knelt.
He sat back and waited, counting down from ten.
Her gaze moved from the incredible view to the condo's owner, whose desk sat against the wall opposite her beside the windows.
She retreated to the couch and sat on its arm.
Instead, he sat down across from him, his penetrating gaze on the young vamp.
Bianca sat, fully clothed, at one end of the shower, drenched and shaking.
She picked up Sunny and sat on the couch, making herself at home.
She sat down on the couch and folded her legs beneath her.
A plate of half-finished food sat on the coffee table, and the kitchen was a disaster.
Awhile later, the sound of furniture crashing against the tile floor startled her, and she sat up from where she'd been dozing in front of the TV.
He sat on the floor, hands covering his face, while Dusty stood.
Sensing similar distress in the man before her, she sat down.
Jonny sat on his bed stiffly.
He obeyed and sat across from her, shifting in his seat several times under her gaze.
He returned after a few minutes and sat across from her.
She shook her head and sat down, sending a text to Darian.
He was glaring at Darian, who sat across the kitchen on another stool.
She sat between Darian and Jonny across from Toni and two others.
She sat next to him and propped her chin on one hand, gazing at him.
He sat on the ottoman in front of her, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear.
Regret sat in his stomach.
"Got it," Toni said and sat, logging into the computer at the table.
He sat across from her, elbows on his knees, watching her.
She sat up and gazed at him, chewing her lip in a way he knew to be an indication that she was troubled.
Darian sat, hunched and unresponsive on the far side.
Overjoyed at her response, he sat cross-legged, hunched over the only lifeline the thousands of innocent people around him had.
Bianca moved away from Talon towards the violent waves and then sat with her back to a wave as high as her waist.
A few minutes later, she sat in the living room, granola bar clenched between her teeth while she tied her shoes.
She sat back, dizzy with effort.
He sat and looked around.
He sat, surprising Bianca, who wrapped her arms around him.
He sat beside her.
Two men sat at the table, one with blond hair and the other like something out of a movie.
He sat like he owned the pub, leaning back in the chair in a display of relaxed power.
Jule sat with his back against the far wall, his lip bloodied, one eye black, and his hands chained above his head to the pipes running from the floor to the ceiling.
She sat back with a frown.
Jule sat where she left him.
Lightheaded, Yully sat heavily.
In fact, it sat calmly on the couch across the room from him.
She sat beside him and touched his skin.
"How are you?" she asked and sat beside him again.
Handing him the washcloth, she sat out of arms' reach, afraid of what would happen if she touched him again.
She sat heavily, unable to fathom hundreds of people dying around her without her noticing.
She sat for a moment, finally admitting she needed to embrace whatever it was about her that made her special.
He sat in the chair in front of the vamp he'd fixated on.
"What was it?" she asked and sat across from him.
She laughed, a contagious sound, and he saw her effect even on Darian, who had relaxed and sat in a chair nearby.
Jenn snapped awake and sat, reaching for the gun under her pillow.
He sat and stared out the window while nibbling on a piece of cheese from the plate of cheese and crackers on a small table at his side.
She sat on the couch, and he sat opposite her in the armchair.
He crossed to the couch and sat beside her.
Dusty slammed the door behind him and entered the living room, his sharp gaze taking in every dark corner before he sat.
"Tell me she didn't know," Dusty said and sat forward.
He sat beside her bed, his large body awkward in the small chair.
They paused in the doorway of a large library, where a beautiful, petite blonde sat.
He sat beside her on the bed and wrapped his arms around her.
Jake grew serious and sat in the spare chair in her cube.
She made her way to a coffee shop and sat at a table in the darker end of the shop, hot cocoa in hand.
Her legs felt weak, and she sat heavily on the curb, struggling to control her breathing so she didn't pass out.
Realizing she clenched the phone in her hand, she locked the screen and sat staring at the asphalt.
Damian sat down on the arm of a leather couch, accustomed to the reaction, and pulled off his boot to drain the water.
He crossed his arms to display roped forearms and sat on the edge of his desk.
She sat on her knees for a long moment.
The dark monster sat in a dark corner of her mind and sobbed so loud, she thought them real.
Here she sat, covered in blood, drugged, one day from being all out crazy, then kidnapped—and the sight of the man before her turned her on.
He hadn't seen anything like her since he sat in his father's court as a child.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, brushing one blonde lock from her face.
She sat in the living room as masculine as he, surrounded by wood, wool, and leather in dark colors.
She sat, taking in the Goth décor that made the study as welcoming as a graveyard.
Damian met his gaze, and they sat in the kitchen, bloodied and breathing hard as they recovered.
Her memories wiggled their way out of the mud of her mind, and she sat upright.
Han sat in the corner of her room nearest the door.
She sat to pull on shoes and saw the scars around her wrists, evidence of her fight against the bindings Jilian used to strap her onto the table.
He sat her down on the couch and sat down across from her with the knife in hand.
He sat beside her, stroking her hair with one hand.
A cold wind comforted her as she sat alone.
He sat beside her on the couch.
He sat on the bed beside her and pushed her onto her back.
"You know, the French are the kings and queens of love," he said and sat in his chair by the door.
Claire sat beside another Guardian, watching the movie.
Sofia sat in one of the plush chairs, legs pulled to her chest, and watched their brotherly exchange.
He went back to his small room and sat on the bed staring at the white wall in front of him.
Dustin sat beside her.
They sat around the low table still scattered with pictures.
He sat down heavily in the corner, watching her.
He sat in the dark corner of her mind, still and silent.
Sofia sat down on the bed, careful to keep the blood from her gown, and touched the woman's face, bracing herself.
To Sofia's surprise, Rainy obeyed, though he sat across the room and stared at her.
They sat at a table near the windows.
She sat on one of two fold-out chairs in the concrete room, legs crossed and hands in her lap.
He pulled up the other chair and sat across from her.
They complied, and the three women sat in lawn chairs.
She sat down, sobbing her heart out, and Sofia sat near her.
He sat up, sweating.
He looked around and found a familiar dirt trail that led to a large rock overlooking the desert he'd sat on earlier to watch the sunset.
"Is this better, kiri?" he asked and sat on his cold rock.
Two sat down on his bed and stared into the darkness, unable to sleep when she cried.
Jule pulled out his phone, and Dusty sat in front of the computer.
The sense of danger jarred her, and she sat up straight, heart pounding hard.
Dazed, Damian sat up.
No, he wouldn't look that gift horse in the mouth, not when the embodiment of her ability sat hunched before him.
Traci sat on an unmade bed belonging to one of the Tucson Sector members, and Sofia eyed her Guardian.
Two armored Tahoes sat out front with an additional two more well-armed Guardians.
She sat up, forcing herself to meet his golden gaze.
It was hunched over a book large enough to cover half the black stone desk at which it sat.
It sat on the nightstand beside the bed.
"Gabriel doesn't know," he guessed and sat back.
She sat down on her couch, recalling the nights she spent watching television after work.
She sat on the bed, panicking silently.
Deidre sat up and wrapped her arms around her knees, pink hair falling down around her.
He sat, his warmth surrounding her once more.
She sat down and pulled her knees into the chair.
She sat across from him at the large desk.
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