I got under the covers and pulled the book off the bed table.

No sense getting all the way home only to discover she'd pulled the wrong book.

She pulled the book from the backpack for him to see.

He pulled the book back in front of him.

Peaches pulled the huge book towards her and began to read.

He pulled the book of matches from his back pocket and waited.

Hawk pulled the book from the shelf, opened it to the first page.

One had only to walk out into the living room and pull books off the shelf.

My nose would come off my face if you pulled the book away.

She pulled the book around to her side and thumbed through some more pages.