How to use She in a sentence
She is betraying us!
She forced a smile.
Nature is hard to be overcome, but she must be overcome.
On that subject she was adamant.
She kept begging to go away.Advertisement
She gets web hosting set up for the princely sum of $30 a month.
He did not even hear his mother's footsteps as she came into the room.
They knew the kitten, by this time, so they scampered over to where she lay beside Jim and commenced to frisk and play with her.
She stopped and gazed up at his face.
She shook her head.Advertisement
She and Dad would have loved Alex.
With these words she greeted Prince Vasili Kuragin, a man of high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception.
She laughed without humor.
She hesitated a moment.
She walked toward it and found the horse tied to a tree and standing motionless, with its head hanging down almost to the ground.Advertisement
Even so, she had accepted it in her mind to a degree.
When Carmen's father died, she thought she was alone in the world, yet all these people had been there for her.
He slapped her on the backside playfully as she passed.
She lay hidden among some rocks, and nothing could make her stir.
She hires a contract programmer in Russia for $3000 to code it and advertises on Craig's List for a designer who will work for some stock.Advertisement
Leaving her thoughts behind, she started up the hill to meet Alex.
She turned to Alex.
She eyed his lean frame.
Strolling down to the footbridge, she leaned on the railing.
She fed them and gathered the few eggs they had laid after she gathered them yesterday.Advertisement
She was due to foal in July.
She stopped in the kitchen when she spotted the skillet of scrambled eggs and a pan of biscuits beside it.
As busy as she was, time had to be set aside for play with Destiny.
How could she blame him?
Would she get air sick?
Would she ever outgrow the things mama had taught her?
She shook her head to clear it.
This was a decision she had already made once - but not really.
She followed him out the door and watched as he hopped into the truck and started the engine.
She would soon be ready for Jonathan to ride.
He was going to like the clothes she bought for the trip.
Dorothy nearly went with them, but she was holding fast to the iron rail of the seat, and that saved her.
I only know that I sat in my mother's lap or clung to her dress as she went about her household duties.
Dessalles wrote this letter to the Governor for Princess Mary, she signed it, and it was given to Alpatych with instructions to hand it to the Governor and to come back as quickly as possible if there was danger.
Slowly carrying the full cups into the living room, she handed one to Alex.
She was a veritable garden of indecision.
She straightened and smiled at him.
The unknown can be worse than reality, and she had no idea what to expect on the flight.
No, she's playing in her room.
Still, she didn't feel uncomfortable.
They entered the house and she glanced at the dark fireplace.
In the kitchen she removed two mugs from the holder and reached for the coffee pot.
She gazed down at him as he knelt beside the fire.
She sighed and walked over to the window seat.
Staring out the bay window at the old house, she abandoned her coffee cup on the window sill.
She glanced up at him as he stopped beside her.
Once again she sighed deeply.
Certainly she had been under a lot of stress.
She was uneasy because she had never been on a plane before.
Alex walked into the room, smiling when he saw what she had done.
After dressing and freshening up, she found him in the kitchen wolfing down a sandwich.
Waking from her stupor, she blew him a kiss.
She slid over, cuddling close to him, her head on his pillow.
Turning, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
As she left the kitchen, his voice followed her.
She would never have considered back-talking her parents.
Alex didn't know about her fear of flying and she'd just as soon he didn't learn.
She had to move a few things to make room, but that wasn't too hard.
She frowned as she unbuttoned her blouse.
He watched absently as she shrugged out of her blouse.
She growled so loudly that the men and boys outside were frightened.
She sat up, pulling the blanket around her nightgown and shivered.
It wouldn't have been so much fun for him if she had reacted the way he did when she told him she was pregnant.
That night as they prepared for bed, she approached Alex about it.
His gaze traveled over her as she climbed out of her jeans.
Shucking the last of her underclothes, she reached for her nightgown.
Warmth crawled up her neck as she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it over her head.
She jerked her head up and stared at him, letting the nightgown fall loosely around her body.
It wasn't something she would normally do - buying clothes specifically for a trip.
Alex tried to pay, but she wouldn't let him.
She rubbed her arm.
The answer came swiftly - because she no longer thought of him as adopted.
Besides, it was time to replace some of the things she'd been wearing since before they were married.
He reached for her and she evaded his hands, playfully slapping him away.
For a moment she struggled with him until something changed in his eyes.
Her face warmed as she thought of it.
With everything going on, Carmen didn't have time to worry about flying, but when they were all sitting at the airport, she finally had time to stew over it.
When it finally started down the runway, she closed her eyes.
She still held Jonathan's hand.
While he showered, she straightened up the room.
With nothing more to do, she wandered in to watch him shave.
Leaning her back against the wall, hands behind her back, she watched him in the mirror.
Placing her hands over his, she eagerly returned his kiss.
Finally she drew back, breathless.
She smiled up at Alex.
She wasn't contributing money, but she was certainly contributing her share.
She doesn't have any reason to be jealous of me.
Slipping into the new nightgown, she slid between the sheets.
Turning toward him, she melted into his warm embrace.
She cuddled close to him and lifted her face for his affection.
She pressed against him, moaning with delight.
Planting kisses on the corner of his mouth, she whispered.
She opted for the warm bath again.
Emerging from the bathroom an hour later half asleep, she put the new nightgown on and climbed into bed.
She slept so soundly that she didn't wake when Alex returned.
When she glanced at Alex, he was watching her intently.
Is it too far to go to Austin? she asked.
She glanced up in surprise.
She is such a good seamstress.
She smiled up at him sweetly.
Of course, she knew Alex well enough now to know he didn't like people to hand out information about him.
That was the first time she had said it to anyone.
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.
Alex hesitantly put an arm around her waist, relaxing when she caressed his hand.
What would be different this time was the fact that he couldn't deny the babies were his - that and the fact that this time she had no uterus to lose.
She went upstairs and changed into Jeans and a fitted blouse.
She met his searching gaze.
Linda thinks about this and decides she wants to keep it ad-free for now.
Still, she said, returning her attention to the old house.
She pushed the thought from her mind and turned to him.
Pulling his head down, she met warm lips again and surrendered to the passion he always managed to arouse.
Later, she lay in bed, tucked warmly under the covers as his boots clicked away from her on the hardwood floor - down the hall and into the den.
If Alex knew that, he gave no indication - and she had no intention of telling him.
She stretched and sat up, reaching for her clothes.
She caught her breath, warmth crawling up her neck again.
When Josh died, Mary had indicated that she felt Carmen was at least partially responsible.
In fact, at times she had been almost brutally clear that she was no longer interested in him.
She wasn't vain enough to think that turned him to drinking, though.
She placed the dish in the rack and glanced at Katie.
At ten years old, Jonathan was almost as tall as she was.
She was only a month into two years old, but she was big for her age.
He wouldn't have approved - of that she was certain.
But then, she hadn't approved of his drinking or the way he treated Lori either.
What was she making him disappointed about?
It was one thing to tell herself everything was resolved, but quite another to thoroughly accept something she had always considered wrong.
And so, if she couldn't have it in her head, she'd put it into his.
A long sigh escaped her lips as she slid back down under the covers.
She went to the coop first and watered the chickens.
When she opened the barn door, the Appaloosa mare lifted her head over her stall and nickered.
She scooped up some oats and fed each of the horses.
She picked up her coffee cup and took another sip, her eyes searching his over the rim.
She was an only child who had been very welcome.
She was equally certain that he would have loved them.
Assured that it had not, she turned back to him.
Maybe she would have if she hadn't been shoving it from her mind.
In fact, she had made a different decision about it so many times that his head must be spinning.
Did she have a window seat?
She could have asked, but that might tip her hand.
She retrieved them from her purse and handed them to him.
When she glanced at him, he was eyeing her, a wry smile twisting his lips.
He picked up the newspaper she had set out for him and started to read.
But right or wrong, she isn't his daughter.
She stepped forward and pulled the newspaper down with one hand.
Leaning forward, she lifted his chin with her other hand and kissed his lips.
He rolled up the newspaper and hit her playfully on the backside as she walked away.
She glanced down at the long flannel nightgown.
She shook her head soberly.
Had anyone actually told her that or had she merely assumed it?
She lifted a hand and caressed his cheek.
It was embarrassing to think she had let it go on this long without realizing he was troubled by it.
She caught her breath and glanced at him in the mirror.
She turned her head and kissed him on the cheek.
When she reached Destiny's room, Jonathan was already dressed and was helping Destiny.
When they finally got on the plane, she and Jonathan had a window seat - Jonathan in front of her.
As his fingers laced through hers, she opened her eyes and found Alex watching her.
Now he knew what a chicken she was.
In spite of her decision not to, she glanced out the window.
She squeezed Alex's hand.
As always, he had been there when she needed him.
When she glanced up at him, even his smile was reassuring.
If Felipa noticed her reaction, she gave no indication.
I doubt if she'll go to you.
She gazed out the window as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual.
Don't you feel overwhelmed by it? she asked Alex.
She turned to him.
In that moment she cringed inwardly.
This wasn't the Alex she knew.
She searched his face for some indication of comprehension, eventually finding it only in his voice.
Still feeling the sobering effects of that cool regard, she forced a smile.
She leaned back against his arm, watching his profile as he looked out the window.
She met his gaze and smiled.
When her attention returned to the others, she caught Señor Medena and Felipa watching them.
Alex retrieved her from Felipa and shifted her so that she sat on his arm, one of her arms around his neck.
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.
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.
And yet, there was something about her that suggested she was in uncharted waters - maybe body language.
She glanced at Carmen.
I think she was merely directing the comment at you because she thought you might want to know.
Someone knocked on the door and when she answered it, a man brought in their luggage.
After he left, she lifted one of the suitcases and placed it on the bed.
Popping it open, she started hanging their things in the closet.
For a moment she surrendered to his warm lips and secure embrace, clinging to him as her heart stepped up pace.
She handed him a light blue shirt.
She'd start feeling more comfortable with the room.
Tonight, when it was dark, she could pretend they were at home.
Never had she seen Alex so hostile - not even with Josh.
She turned her head to watch him.
Her lower lip pushed out and then she started to cry.
She will have the baby for us because I have no womb, but it is our baby.
She had enough for the entire family.
When the kids were settled in their room, she turned on Alex.
And yet, she was reluctant to say anything to church members - even family members.
And now she was even resenting Alex for telling his father.
She sank to the bed.
She smiled up at him.
She'll be closer to her age.
She rolled over and sat up, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm.
Looking down at him, she sighed.
She hesitated as his troubled gaze ran over her face.
She urged her mount a safe distance away, motioning for Jonathan to follow.
She said something and then rode ahead.
When no one said anything she sighed, her attention on Carmen.
Maybe that was what Felipa was talking about - that she fussed over him too much.
She certainly didn't feel any different.
The men are as guilty as she is.
She has already apologized and I have accepted her apology.
She hesitated at Señor Medena's desk and he glanced up at her expectantly.
In that moment she was certain she saw something in his eyes - something akin to remorse.
She moistened her lips.
For another moment she hesitated, and then joined Alex.
She slipped eagerly into his arms and their lips met hungrily.
She gazed up into his smooth features.
Right now she didn't care where they were.
Not because she wanted the money, but because it might become an issue.
She smiled to herself.
If she was invited, it was as a guest of Alex, so he would tell her when and if he decided to go.
Felipa tipped her head to the side, as if she was considering that information.
Maybe Felipa had a love she wasn't sure about.
Both were watching her as if she had something earth-shattering to say.
She swallowed down a crisp reply.
It was the way she wanted it as well.
She turned to Carmen.
She would like to have so much attention.
Felipa smiled as she expertly tied a big red bow.
Since you arrived, she is not sure this is the way.
She shouldn't have encouraged Alex to come down here.
On the other hand, when the issue finally came to a head, she would have been in the middle of it all anyway.
She should discuss all this with Alex.
Hopefully she wasn't offended.
As she glanced up, Morino and Alex started down the stairs, the tall lanky foreman taking two at a time.
We were checking the mare and she bolted, knocking the stable boy down.
Then she ran straight into the fence - like she didn't see it.
What did she eat today?
Even so, Alex wasn't back by the time she got out.
It wasn't the first time she had gone to bed while he was out on a call, but it was the first time she had done so away from home.
If this was what defined a vacation away from home, she'd just as soon stay at home.
She was still awake an hour later when Alex came through the door.
He stumbled over something and exclaimed before she turned on the lamp beside her bed.
Better. I think she was foundered.
For a moment she lay waiting, and then realized he had fallen asleep.
She kissed his lips softly and rolled away from him.
In the morning she showered and dressed before he woke.
A few minutes after they left, Felipa arrived with an older woman she introduced simply as Maria.
Her calculating gaze ran over Carmen from head to toe and she smiled.
She is the best seamstress in Houston!
Finally she spotted him, plastered against the fence, watching Alex.
She reached out and brushed dirt from his shoulder without commenting.
She was so worn out that she fell asleep at the table.
Remembering what Felipa had said about the girls being out of a home if Alex refused the inheritance, she smiled.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Alex watching her.
Alex shot her a stern look and she made a face.
If he thought Alex was warming to him, he saw more than she did.
She sighed, gazing up at him.
Sliding her arms around his neck, she pressed against him.
When his warm lips met hers, she returned his kiss passionately.
In the morning she opened her eyes to find Destiny's face only inches away from hers.
She lifted her head, copper curls falling across her eyes.
It wasn't something she had considered before, but another thought followed his.
Some might think Dulce didn't know what she was missing, but Carmen suspected she did.
How sad that she would be too proud to have fun.
Her figure was not as well developed as Alondra or Dulce, but she looked nice in the style and color.
She smiled as Carmen put hands to her mouth in surprise.
She helped Carmen into the new dress.
She hiked it up and Felipa rolled her eyes.
Carmen swirled around, enjoying the feel of the skirt as she eyed her image in the mirror.
Stopping suddenly, she caught her breath.
Lifting the skirt slightly with one hand so she wouldn't trip on it, she let the other hand slide lightly down the banister for added balance.
As she rounded the curve in the staircase, the room became silent.
For a moment she almost panicked.
In the sea of faces, she didn't see Alex.
She stood frozen, searching for him.
Slipping her hand through his extended elbow, she let him lead her into the center of the room.
She leaned back and looked up at his face.
It was something she had always liked about him, mostly because he was sincere about it.
Certainly she wanted to feel special to Alex - and did.
She raised her brows.
She was beginning to see why Alex wasn't impressed with Señor Medena.
She scanned the room, but didn't spot him.
There were so many people she had never seen - lots of good looking women.
She smiled up at him as his hand found her waist.
She rested one hand on his upper arm and surrendered her other to a hand that engulfed hers.
Warmth ran up her neck and she bit her lower lip.
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?
She nodded, searching the room again for Alex.
She smiled up at him, feeling a sudden need for levity.
She pulled her hand back, her face growing warmer.
For a moment she watched them gracefully move across the room - totally in sync.
She looked too proper to be considered beautiful, and her expression was lofty.
She made a face.
Even as she thought it, she knew her anger had nothing to do with their heritage.
Finally she spotted him talking to his father.
Focusing on his profile, she willed him to look her way.
Of course, she could have used sign language, but that would have been distracting - and it wouldn't have been as personal.
Something about the way Felipa was smiling up at him suggested she was anticipating a good night kiss.
She turned to find Alex smiling down at her.
She stared up at his face, but he ignored her.
Her smile was wry as she gazed up at his face.
She sighed, leaning back and gazing into his eyes.
She made a face at him.
She glanced up at Alex.
She didn't come here to talk to me.
She was invited to the party.
By whoever invited all these other people - I suppose because she was someone I knew.
As the dance came to an end, she gazed up at him.
She lifted a brow.
She stood silently watching him until he looked uncomfortable.
Hands on hips, she smiled up at him dryly.
Even as tired as she was, his arms were a welcome haven.
Snuggling close, she lifted her face to accept his kiss.
She had to grab it to keep it from falling to the floor.
She pushed him back, speaking as firmly as she could without talking loud enough for the children to hear.
In fact, what she felt was pity.
She removed his Tux and shoes, rolling him around the bed in the process.
Changing into her night gown, she decided to sleep on the love seat.
Being groped by him again wasn't something she was looking forward to.
In spite of the uncomfortable sleeping accommodations and the situation, she fell asleep almost instantly.
She rubbed a sore spot in her lower back.
And then she remembered seeing Dulce watching her when she accepted the drink.
At the time she had thought Dulce was annoyed because she didn't like the punch.
They crawled into bed and she rolled on her side with her back to him.
She rolled over to face him, sliding eagerly into his embrace.
She was no longer tired - no longer concerned about the children or the strange room.
Her gaze left his face as she considered the idea.
She glanced up at his face.
She had an interesting perspective, and she made him think about things differently.
She snickered at the unintentional pun and Alex frowned, his gaze an unspoken question.
Dulce motioned to Carmen from a hallway, so Carmen told Alex to take the children up and she would be up shortly.
She let her gaze fall sternly on Dulce's face.
She shrugged and then walked away.
She would have thought Dulce adored her father, but obviously not.
She dropped the picture in his lap and watched his reaction.
I think everyone was guilty of staring at her at least once - if for no other reason, wondering if she was going to fall out of her dress.
She reached out and took the picture from his hand.
She had no particular concern about that part.
Why would she do that?
Maybe she thought it was funny.
In fact, she said it was for me.
I've been getting the feeling she is trying to break us up.
Why would she want to do that?
When I realized she intended to get you drunk it went all through me.
Dulce had hands on her hips, leaning slightly forward as she spoke to him in Spanish.
What was Dulce upset about tonight when she was talking to you?
Well, she must have thought it was something.
She let the conversation drop that night, but early the next morning Dulce caught him in the hallway and it was clear that she didn't think anything was settled.
She thinks Alex is abandoning us.
Surely it didn't take that long to tell him she felt abandoned.