Six sentences on Sunday

~*~Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project -- published, submitted, in progress, for your cat -- whatever.~*~

Finished:
(from Just the Beginning):

He found it unnerved him more than a little to see her so unbalanced.

He picked up her satiny dress, letting the soft material slide through his fingers. He remembered the way she had shimmied out of it the night before... much to his delight. She gave him a half-hearted smile and shrug when she saw him staring at it.

Daniel sighed. "What's wrong?"

(from Jack the Spoil-sport)

Oh god, he's losing it, he thinks. He forces his mind back to the problem at hand. With every ounce of strength (and will power) he has he manages to get one of her arms clamped behind her back. They wrestle around until Jack finally pins her face down, his body straddling her legs and her wrist nearly pressed into her neck at a painful angle. The cry she emits isn't any kind of pain he's heard before. If anything she sounds like she's enjoying it.

(from In the Beginning)

She stood up, looking all around until she found the source. A little boy with messy brown hair and dirty clothes dropped down from a tree near by. She eyed him for a moment but he didn't look threatening. He looked her age so he couldn't be all that bad.

"I'm lost," she told him softly, feeling her cheeks grow red and more tears welling up in her eyes.

"No you're not."