Alex was watching her, his expression unreadable.
As his fingers laced through hers, she opened her eyes and found Alex watching her.
Señor Medena was watching Alex, but from the corner of her eye Carmen could see Alex was looking out the window.
Señor Medena was watching him intently.
She leaned back against his arm, watching his profile as he looked out the window.
When her attention returned to the others, she caught Señor Medena and Felipa watching them.
Alex was watching her intently.
Both were watching her as if she had something earth-shattering to say.
"There's more, isn't there," Carmen asked, watching Felipa's face.
Jonathan was sitting on his bed, watching TV in his pajamas.
They rounded the corner of the building to see a group of men lounging against the fence, watching a display that made Carmen's blood run cold.
Finally she spotted him, plastered against the fence, watching Alex.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Alex watching her.
Señor Medena leaned back in his chair, watching Alex.
When she glanced at Alex, he was watching her intently.
Jonathan was watching them intently.
Jonathan was watching them, his mouth hanging open.
Alondra stood by watching, her expression pleased.
Then he turned back to his father, who was watching him with interest.
When Carmen turned, Dulce was watching her with the same expression.
She stood silently watching him until he looked uncomfortable.
And then she remembered seeing Dulce watching her when she accepted the drink.
She glanced up and found Alex watching her intently.
The ultra sound photo brought back a vivid memory of Alex watching the screen as the baby moved in her womb.
Señor Medena was watching Alex thoughtfully, but Alex seemed to be unaware of his attention.
Alex nodded, still watching Jonathan.
Alondra and Felipa were watching her intently, and even Señor Medena seemed to be interested in what their life was like at home.
Señor Medena was watching her as if she were talking about something truly interesting.
Señor Medena was watching her in a strange way.
Señor Medena was watching her intently.
Señor Medena was watching her again in that strange way, as if it truly mattered what she thought.
Something about the way he was watching her felt uncomfortable.
Jonathan was in his room watching television.
I was watching for some encouraging sign.
"Of course it matters," he said, following her to the closet and watching anxiously as she started removing clothes.
Even so, she caught Alex watching her with a strange expression several times.
"I am a prude," she said, still watching his face.
Something drew her attention to Jonathan, who was watching Alex intently.
When her attention came back to Alex, he was watching Jonathan.
Katie was peeling potatoes at the kitchen sink and Carmen was holding Destiny, watching her.
She was right, of course, but having mama stand there watching her suffer was just as upsetting for Destiny.
Pulling the rail back up, she stood beside the tent, helplessly watching Destiny cry until she coughed herself into another retching fit.
He's watching Destiny right now.
They stood there for a moment, watching their image in the mirror.
Carmen picked her up, watching the skunk suspiciously.
She said, watching him.
He was watching her, a wry smile on his face and an amused twinkle in his eyes.
He glanced up and caught her watching him.
She caught him watching her several times, obviously wondering why she was so quiet.
He didn't comment, but several times that evening she caught him watching her with a reflective expression.
Señor Medena kept watching him, and finally spoke.
Everyone was watching her with a horrified expression - even Jonathan and Destiny.
Alex stood beside her, watching the nurse as she gave instructions to Carmen on how to nurse the infant.
Quint hesitated a moment, watching Lisa with an uncertain expression.
Focusing her attention on the car, she was acutely aware of the fact that he was still watching her.
Giddon was watching her intently.
Sarah waved a hand at Lisa, watching Giddon intently.
Chancing a glance at his face, she found him watching her in a strange way.
Lisa glanced up to find Giddon watching them thoughtfully.
She twirled, watching the shadow in child-like awe.
Tammy was watching a children's show on television and Lisa was on the couch, trying to concentrate on her writing.
She swung around to find Giddon watching Allen, his expression dark and brooding.
She glanced up to find him watching her with masked emotion.
The destination of the path remained a burning mystery, but Tammy innocently tossed fuel on the flames with a chance comment one day while they were watching television.
Giddon was obviously watching her, so calling on her telephone might be tipping her hand.
She glanced up at Yancey, who was lounging against a tree watching her.
She glanced at Yancey, who was watching her with a confused expression.
It was a few minutes before she became aware that Yancey was watching her.
He was watching them dance.
It was too dark to see his expression, but it was obvious he was watching her.
He nodded, still watching her soberly.
Both Sarah and Tammy were watching her.
Sarah was watching him intently.
She was tempted to try, but both he and Sarah would probably be watching.
The birds were silent, watching her to see if she was friend or foe.
Occasionally he glanced behind him, as if searching for someone, or something, that might be watching.
He stood watching her uncomfortably as she rolled biscuits.
He was watching her in a strange way.
Lisa put the phone back to her ear, still watching Yancey cautiously.
Yancey was standing in the door watching.
Adrienne glanced at Brandon, who was now watching them.
Watching the two of them, it was all she could do to control her own tears... especially knowing that this was at least partly her fault.
She stood in the road after he left, watching until he turned a corner and drove out of sight.
Davis was watching Bordeaux intently with an unreadable expression.
Bordeaux was watching her in a way that brought color to her cheeks again.
"Hard to tell," Bordeaux mused, still watching the retreating troop.
Much as she enjoyed watching them eat crow for desert, she knew their shame would be forgotten by suppertime.
Fritz kept watching her and Royce even snickered a few times.
Fritz and Royce were watching the mules in a makeshift corral outside the wagons.
Were the Indians out there watching right now?
Cassie could feel them all watching her as she settled to the ground.
Cassie glanced at Bordeaux, who was watching the horizon apprehensively.
He stopped, watching a group of freight wagons.
Bordeaux was watching her, probably wondering what she would do next.
She glanced at Bordeaux, who was watching her expectantly.
She glanced at her father and the twins, who were watching intently.
He was watching her intently.
He was still watching her intently.
He paused, watching her expectantly.
When Cynthia finished tightening the cinch and lowered the stirrup, she turned to find him watching her.
She glanced up to find Cade watching her.
About two hundred yards away a lone wolf stood poised for flight, watching them cautiously.
Although she was far away, she could see that he was watching her.
He was still watching her expectantly.
She crossed to the window and stood watching another majestic sunset.
A tall figure darkened the doorway and she looked up to find Cade watching her.
He was watching her intently so she shrugged.
She sat on her feet and huddled under the blanket, watching the flames grow.
He turned to the stove, pouring himself another cup of coffee and leaned against the counter, watching her thoughtfully as he sipped the coffee.
Watching strangers is one thing but I won't look at myself.
That left Quinn and I watching but not seeing Stanford struggling against Oregon.
He so busied himself with his silly telephone trick to call away the mother he didn't notice someone who must have been watching.
With the spooks watching me, I'm out of the loop.
I always thought they had a pretty solid marriage, especially with Claire, but she's acting as crazy as a teenager and just watching her marriage crumble.
Only the guys watching me will know I'm making the inquiries for you.
It was a community where I could see Betsy and me raising children and watching grandchildren while four distinct seasons rolled slowly by, marking the years one by one.
Surely such sleuthing and cleverness deserves more reward than hiding in the bushes and watching the dogs of law ineptly do their duty.
He sliced her forearm with a knife, watching in satisfaction as it healed before his eyes.
He sensed rather than saw that someone was in it, watching them.
He tucked the phone away and met her gaze, watching the emotions that crossed her face.
"If you sit on the couch, she'll come to you," she offered, watching as Darian searched the condo.
She faced the windows, watching the torrent outside.
He sat across from her, elbows on his knees, watching her.
The Sector Chief remained in the doorway, watching as Dusty unleashed his fury against a punching bag.
She rubbed her head and glared at him, watching as he followed his father in the direction where both sky and sea darkened into blackness.
Jenn asked, watching him closely.
She looked up at Darian a short distance away, watching his dark-light power streak around the room.
They were quiet, watching the siblings talk.
The instincts that warned her Jonny wasn't as naïve as he seemed were confirmed when she stepped into the gym and saw Xander standing in the doorway, watching her.
I'll be watching the wolves circle you.
It was like watching a spark grow into a flame.
He braced it for her, watching.
She closed her eyes, watching the disjointed, fuzzy home videos playing in her mind.
"C'mon, c'mon," Damian urged, watching for signs of life in the woman.
He rolled onto his side, watching her sleep.
He was silent, as if watching.
Claire sat beside another Guardian, watching the movie.
He sat down heavily in the corner, watching her.
We'll be watching for signs of trauma.
She jumped, watching as he folded himself into the small chair across from her.
He stood over her, watching the life fade from her eyes.
The driver sped away before the door closed, and she twisted around to see the three men watching them.
Their faces lit up at the sight of Jule, and Sofia trailed him in, watching as the three clapped each other on the shoulders and hugged.
The man with verdant eyes stood beside him, watching her.
The man with the green eyes was suddenly behind him, watching her.
With an anxious look around to make sure no one was watching, Deidre peeked into the open door, hoping it led to a McDonalds or some other place with food.
Within seconds, all four of them were watching her like lions a wounded gazelle.
She glanced back over her shoulder to see Darkyn standing where she left him, hands clasped behind his back, watching her with the cold smile that told her there was more going on than she suspected.
Deidre tucked her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, watching him pace.
She sat down on her couch, recalling the nights she spent watching television after work.
Watching him move made her blood heat.
You've been sitting in Hell watching movies?
The emotions from watching the videos was almost too much.
I guess what made the biggest impression was watching you and her over the course of thousands of years.
"What reason is there behind falling for a woman and watching her get shipped off to live with the Dark One?" he asked bitterly.
The demon purred, watching her.
When she looked up, he was watching her.
Another woman, a very tall blond, stood a few paces back, a smile on her face, watching the old man.
He explained his aborted visit to Lydia Larkin and watching as she embraced her boss.
She might have been a fellow juror, but Dean sensed that he was watching Jennifer Radisson in his rearview mirror.
I got a kick out of watching him operate.
Paul was watching his son—a parental obligation thing—he didn't really like sports.
Bird Song wasn't locked and the place was empty most of today—even Maria was watching the parade.
Maybe so, but I still feel the bunch deserves watching.
We were in Hawaii and pretty mellowed out on one of those perfect beach nights, watching the moon dance on the incoming surf.
The idea of watching Darkyn strike her down made him eager to see blood spill.
She knew from watching human-Deidre where the food was and opened the pantry door.
He loved touching her and loved even more watching her try to figure out what to do about it.
Deidre was watching him, her large blue eyes lost and frustrated.
Deidre was watching him, her gaze troubled.
He paused in the dining room doorway, watching as Carmen stretched to put a glass in the cabinet.
Warm fingers clutched Carmen's hand and she looked down to find Jonathan watching her anxiously.
"Destiny," Alex said, watching Lori expectantly.
He hesitated, watching as Lori's car head back down the drive.
Alex was leaning on a shovel, watching her when she joined him.
They stayed in the barn for a while, watching as the foal took its first steps, and finally found the milk supply.
Her attention was diverted momentarily to the officer who was watching her with concern.
At the house, she washed her hands, watching the water turn red and swirl down the drain.
At that point, the doctor paused, watching her as though waiting for a reaction.
Watching her, it was hard to tell how much was theatrics and how much was real.
His eyes were open and he was watching her, his expression bland.
He was watching her, as if contemplating what she said.
He was standing, shoving his shirt into his pants, watching her wistfully.
Destiny cowered against her, watching Alex intently.
That evening she caught him watching her several times.
Sometimes when she was working in the kitchen, she would catch him watching her in that strange way and worry that there would be another such night, but it didn't happen.
Through the window she watched him stand and walk over to the porch rail, watching them intently.
Jonathan was watching a movie and Alex was nowhere in sight.
He was watching her in the mirror, his expression a blend of surprise and disgust.
Untangling her arms, he stepped into the hall and looked into the living room where Jonathan was watching a movie.
It would have been especially nice watching it with you.
She chanced a glance up and found him watching her reflectively.
Destiny wasn't awake yet when I left and Jonathan is watching her.
She waited, watching as he approached the bear, gun ready.
His father stood quietly watching them "I would speak to you before I go," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
She could feel Alex watching her.
Destiny was watching a children's show on television.
He walked into the kitchen and stood a moment watching Carmen.
He sat down, watching her absently as she worked.
I've been watching the events unfold with no small amount of entertainment.
We're watching, but it's not easy balancing the Council, demons and a pregnant mate.
Watching the sun sink into the ocean, he knew it was only a matter of time before he gave in and accepted it, like Rhyn eventually did Katie.
She found herself watching Gabriel as he stretched upwards to fix the lights.
Gabriel turned the pages of the Oracle's book, watching as words scribbled themselves across the parchment, updating a chain of events that changed with every decision made by the Council That Was Seven.
"I know," he said, and turned the page in the book to continue watching Rhyn.
He said nothing, watching the scene.
At least he wasn't burning or drowning or freezing or watching his skin being pulled from his body and screaming.
She paused near the end and turned back to see both Officer David and the woman watching her with disapproving looks and crossed arms.
She breathed out fog, watching it rise to the dark grey skies.
She bit back an order to leave her stuff alone but stopped herself, watching him go through her medicine cabinet for any additional drugs.
"Two for the girl watching Toby, in case you're right, and someone else grabs her," he said.
He sank into the shadows, at home in the darkness, watching.
He had someone better than an army watching him.
"What're you doing?" she asked, watching.
The predators were silent, watching their lunch parade by them.
She scrambled up, watching them wrestle Dean until he shook them off.
He flung off clothing soaked with blood, stripping with his back to her without one concern about her watching.
She felt both awed and terrified watching his rippling, shapely muscles move beneath the olive skin.
Without a thought as to who might be watching, he ducked into an alley and flung himself into the air.
They stood in silence, watching the waves fling the book around before sinking it.
He resisted for a moment longer, watching the woman expertly slice Katie's shirt open.
She didn't want to think of him watching her bathe naked; the idea made her body thrum with something she didn't want to feel.
Gabriel's soft cluck of disapproval filled the air around him as Rhyn sat in the corner, watching the most vexing woman in the world --his mate --sleep.
The assassin left him in peace, and he stayed awake the rest of the night, watching over her.
Katie sat on a barstool at the breakfast bar, watching the maid pour tea into two mugs sitting beside the stove.
It.s my fault Toby was wandering around without someone watching him, but really, Kris, who assigns a woman an Immortal kid that.s not even her own and expects her to know what to do with it?
More dark shadows lingered deep within the forest, watching over their leader.
Most importantly, he.d protect Katie by building a world that was safe for her and watching over her from a distance.
He stared into the dark night, watching the snow fall.
Though there was a wall of Immortals between her and the forest, she felt the demon watching her, waiting for its opening, now that she was no longer protected.
Her eyes stayed on Rhyn, and she.d never been as awed as she was watching him fight a flawless battle against the full- blooded demon and the assassin.
He felt as if he stood outside his body, watching the world around him.
The room was vacant except for a metal slab that served as a bed and the six-legged, cat-like creature sitting on the edge of the bed watching its sleeping occupant.
One sat perched on Kiera's bed, watching her sleep.
She hung back when she reached the other three warriors in the hall watching the scene in the room.
She wondered if she had died, for she seemed able to see the conversation occurring from a dozen feet away, as if she were watching television instead of involved in it.
Kiera wasn't watching Star Wars but living it.
She continued down the hall, watching the lights.
Uninterested in watching people talk, she glanced again at the boys and nudged Evelyn.
She raised her bracelet to the light, watching the colors reflect off of it and turning it pinkish-gold, like the prisoner's bracelet.
She was about to walk away in defeat and take her place in a dark corner watching the partygoers when she heard the sounds of approaching footsteps.
She'd never seen men that big move so quickly, even when watching professional wrestling.
He stood a short distance from her, watching her intently.
He liked watching her despite her odd actions.
A'Ran trailed several steps, watching the way her hips sashayed as she walked.
Ne'Rin was closer to the door, and Kiera remained in the shadows inside the house, watching.
He leaned closer as well, watching.
He approached and stood a short distance behind her, watching once more.
Mansr sat beside her and remained, watching the scene before her.
Startled, she froze, watching the giant warriors fight until Leyon wrenched her forward.
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