“Al's voice was faint but resolute. "Stand up. Try to look sexy.""In a bedsheet?" I complained, running my hands down it. "How can I look sexy in a bedsheet?" He cleared his throat, and I grimaced. "Never mind.”

“She smiled. "You're looking hot, dude."Gregori strutted toward the door. "I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my fangs. Too sexy." He whirled in a circle, then struck a disco pose with a hand pointing at the ceiling. "Too sexy!" He left with a flourish of his cape.Shanna grinned. "I think he enjoys being a vampire.”

“I look at a woman’s shoes, not to tell how sexy she is, but to determine how sexy she feels.”

“Be honest, how hideous do I look?"He took another step back and pursed his lips."That bad, huh?" I muttered.No, no Bella. Actually. . ." He seemed to be struggling for the right word. "You look. . .sexy."I laughed out loud. "Right."Very sexy, really.”

“I tried to give him my best you're-so-sexy-and-I'm-impressed look, but I don't think it worked.”

“As his hands moved to his trousers, he saw that she was pulling the bedsheets over her. "Don't," he said, barely recognizing his own voice. Her eyes met his, and he said, "I'll be your blanket".”