“Not to mention that he’s hotter than seven shades of hell and could probably make me forget my convictions when he kisses me.”

“I was crushing on my mentor. Crushing on my older mentor. I had to be out of my mind. He was seven years older than me. Old enough to be my…well, okay, nothing. But still older than me. Seven years was a lot. He's been learning to write when I was born. When I'd been learning to write and throw books at my teachers, he's probably been kissing girls. Probably lots of girls, considering how he looked.”

“Cash winks at me from in front of the stove and pure lust twitches in my lower belly. There’s no denying this man is hot. Effing hot. Probably hotter than the stove he’s cooking on.”

“There's a drumming noise inside my headThat starts when you're aroundI swear that you could hear itIt makes such an almighty soundThere's a drumming noise inside my headThat throws me to the groundI swear that you could hear itIt makes such an almighty soundLouder than sirensLouder than bellsSweeter than heavenAnd hotter than hell”

“If warm air rises, Heaven could be hotter than Hell.”

“Now that I’ve come to terms with the fact that the bastard is going to affect me whether I like it or not, he’s even hotter than before.”