Project: Phoenix (Neon City Book 3), Chapter 15
Corona giggled, picked up her shorts, and took her phone out of the cargo pocket. she tapped the screen and smiled. "our favorite one isn't exactly nearby, but i can get there and back faster than a car." she flicked her wings. "sounds good.
Bottle it Up; Pour it Out
Dar grunts and fishes a cigar out of his pants cargo pocket. using his small, sharp front teeth, he bites the cap of the cigar off carefully, spitting the bits of tobacco onto the floor.
Indentured
And the slip of paper resting in the thick vellum envelope in the cargo pocket on the right thigh of his charcoal-grey trousers -- if the position being offered was legitimate, he'd have coin enough to eat like a king whenever he pleased.
Collar of the Wild 7
Liam gathered up his belongings and slid his huge bong into one of the cargo pockets of his pants before he moved out of the alley way and down the street.
Federal Bureau of Mystical Creatures
"karlie, we might have a problem," he says as he reaches into a cargo pocket and brings something up to his ear which he inserts with a casual gesture. "lat-6, status and location," he says softly.
Harbinger, Chapter 12
A soft chime came from one of loreli's cargo pockets and she dug her phone out and tapped the screen to silence the alarm. "sorry. my ride's almost here." "i won't keep you any longer, then. i just wanted to see if you were okay."
Aquata Cove - Chapter 50
Obviously, the drink doesn't have enough booze in it to be dangerous, but it's strangely addicting, as shown in the half full bottle of orange liquid in adam's hand, and another unopened bottle of blue soda in his left cargo pocket.
Unexpected Results - Chapter 1
._ with a small shrug, he grabbed the poi, checking to make sure the batteries were still fresh, and slipped them into one of his cargo pockets.
I Love You Twice: Dancing in the Dark
Reaching into the cargo pocket on the side, he retrieved the box and opened it unceremoniously, muttering to himself as he removed a single condom from one of the chains of sealed packets.
Harriet's Birthday Present [MoW]
He remarks, using his fingertips to open a cargo pocket. “maybe you’d like to trade cds sometime? i’m always looking for new bands.” harriet nervously nods as she shies away. “cool.” ozzy smiles. “that’s my little hell raiser.”
Where Angels Fear
I see his left paw go towards a small cargo pocket as he turns slightly, and something in my gut tells me things are going to go bad very quickly. "tell him he doesn't have a choice. he comes with us or you all die, makes no difference to me."
Rhinestone Tombstone
Remonstrating himself for his absent-mindedness, he stuck his hands into the cargo pockets of his miniskirt, balling them into fists. he loved october, loved the autumn season in general, but he couldn't deny that it had its handicaps.