I could feel the warm night air in my face.
Moving, the cool night air on her face, she felt better at last.
A moment more and they had reached the night air.
Again I had a feeling that night air was not good for me.
Perhaps she would go for a walk in the night air.
He needed to feel the fresh cold night air on his face.
I guess the fresh night air does that to you.
A side window stood open to let in the cool night air.
Or maybe she was just getting used to the night air.
The night air was cold on his face and body.
