Deidre gritted her teeth, silently cursing everyone under the sun for not keeping better track of the souls.
She gritted her teeth, unwilling to leave the sanctuary of his arms and cursing herself for her weakness.
Damian gritted his teeth, remembering how tempted he'd been by the same ruse a few nights before.
Jenn gritted her teeth.
She gritted her teeth and waited.
Dean gritted his teeth to retain his good mood.
Brady gritted his teeth but nodded.
Cynthia gritted her teeth.
He gritted his teeth, not wanting to think of how long she'd cut herself to gather so much.
She gritted her teeth and turned to go, trying not to think of how jealous the idea of another woman made her.