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Her chest was too tight for her to breathe deeply.
Rissa forced herself to breathe steadily.

Don't laugh at me!
It felt good to laugh after the events of the past week.

Don't bite my head off.
It did not try to bite or scratch.

Swipe your thumb over it once, and it stuns.
She put a thumb up.

I hurt my ankle and I can't walk on it.
I twisted my ankle and fell.

Sunny perched on his thigh, purring as he patted her.
He is usually represented in the garb of a pilgrim, with a wound in his thigh, and with a dog near him carrying a loaf in its mouth.

He put his foot in the stirrup.
Carmen put a foot on the first step and then heard voices.

She touched his cheek gingerly.
She stroked his cheek and kissed his forehead.

There she collapsed on the bed and started to cry – quietly this time.
I don't cry that much.

She sprayed the perfume on her wrist and coughed.
He grabbed her wrist, his eyes flashing fire.

Then there will be no one to tell tales.
"We cannot tell," they answered.

You need some hip boots.
Twist your hip more when you hit with the left.

He pulled her close and kissed her neck softly.
She caught her breath, warmth crawling up her neck again.

We gonna blow something up?
"Let's not blow up this nice party," Quinn said.

I was about to deny, but she put a finger to my lips.
He tapped his finger on the paper.

She turned on her heel and walked.
The man smashed his heel onto her already wounded arm.

If she wanted a small object and was given a large one, she would shake her head and take up a tiny bit of the skin of one hand between the thumb and finger of the other.
Even though her skin now had a healthy tan, the sun was doing its best to burn it.

I've got to go comb my hair.
I'll keep the comb and brush.

She pat­ted Fred's knee playfully.
She tried to bring a knee into his groin, but he dodged in anticipation.

Dean asked with a yawn as the night caught up with him.
Touching a hand to her mouth, she stifled a feigned yawn of boredom.

Dean asked with a yawn as the night caught up with him.
Touching a hand to her mouth, she stifled a feigned yawn of boredom.

It may be that the hand of the Lord is in this.
Still, the feel of his hand was reassuring.

He patted her shoulder again.
Lisa giggled and he glanced over his shoulder at her.

Fred moved his toe around in the dirt.
He booted it with his toe while holding the rifle at its head.

Don't shake your head.
"I'm not so sure about that," Katie said with a shake of her head.

The smile faded and his expression became ardent.
Relief brought a smile to her lips.

She touched his arm and he glanced up.
On his arm he carried a small basket.

He put an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.
She hugged his waist and smiled up at him.

The smile faded and his expression became ardent.
Relief brought a smile to her lips.

At his nod, she leaned back in her seat.
Her nod was hesitant.

He lifted her chin with one finger.
Leaning forward, she lifted his chin with her other hand and kissed his lips.

Her lip began to tremble.
She nibbled on her lower lip, thinking furiously.

He rose up on one elbow and frowned.
He pulled away from her, propping up on an elbow as he studied her face.

His broad chest and shoulders looked powerful.
His arms were folded across his chest, one leg thrown carelessly over the other.

The soft forehead was moist.
He hit his forehead with the palm of his hand.

She raised an eyebrow and leaned against the wall.
She raised an eyebrow at him.

Just listen to what he has to say.
Then you won't have to listen to Claire bitching about how you cheated her when that's just what she did to you.

Don't laugh at me!
It felt good to laugh after the events of the past week.