“Try to relax," he suggested as another shiver rippled through me violently. "You'll be warm in a minute. Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took your clothes off."Edward growled sharply."That's just a simple fact," Jacob defended himself. "Survival 101.”

“Of course, you’d warm up faster if you took your clothes off.”

“Jacob stared for another minute, and then he suddenly frowned. "Well, damn!" he growled.”

“Could you please unfasten my dress before you leave?"A lopsided grin appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You know, of coure, where this may lead?""You'd still have to wade through at least three layers of clothes before you found skin." She chuckled."Ah,but the buttons being the most difficult obstacle, the rest would be a simple matter of-""Just the buttons, please.""You're no fun.""Later," she promised, her voice low and suggestive, "when I'm fresh from a scented bath, all warm and soft and-""Enough," he growled. "Turn around before I rip that thing off you."Willow giggled as she turned away from him.”

“Religion was supposed to be a blanket drawn up to your chin to keep you warm, a promise that when it came to the end, you wouldn't die alone - but it could just as easily leave you shivering out in the cold, if WHAT you believed became more important than the fact THAT you believed.”

“He stalked toward her."Bedroom," he growled. "Take your clothes off on your way.”