His pale blue eyes shone wet, and he blinked quickly as he looked down at me.

His conscience hammered at him until his eyes shone wet with more than rain.

He looked up, and tears shone wet on his cheeks.

The kiss shines wet on the back of my white hand.

It shone wet and sleek under the harsh light of the unshielded globe above.

His thick lips shone wet in the swinging light.

Only the one on the shoulder that he had been holding was still shining wet.

Then she turned to Metria, her face shining wet, and held out her hand.

A boy was in the pool, his golden head shining wet and smooth in the morning sun.

His hair dripped and his face was shining wet.