I got up and stood behind her, smelling her hair.

I smelled her hair and wished the world were a different place.

I smelled her hair, and it was very clean.

He could smell her hair, his own seeming to stand on end.

"The way he was smelling your hair made my skin crawl."

He could smell her hair very close to his face.

He could smell her hair as she went by.

He turned his head carefully and smelled her hair.

He did, smelling her hair, then jerking his head around when the car began to move.

She moved closer - so close he could smell her hair.