Quote by Kate SeRine

“I slept with her because she was hot and wanted me. Maybe we're dealing with the supernatural, but I'm still human.”

— Richelle Mead

“but things weren’t hot enough in the bedroom. Story of my life.”

— Andy Weir

“I remembered my long-standing vow never to trust my initial lust reaction to a hot guy.”

— Lucy Lennox

“Something about this guy had her hooked or no apparent reason. Besides the fact that he was really hot, of course.”

— Jen Minkman

“I slept a lot. Which I liked, because being unconscious meant not remembering.”

— Barbara Haworth-Attard

“The memories were like ashes. No fire. Not even a spark. No other sex in my life had touched this level of eroticism.”

— M. Pierce

“The way that everyone described me.  Why couldn’t I be hot?  I mean, seriously?  For like one day.”

— Nicole Hildreth

“I’m confused. Really confused. And it’s a lot deeper than you think. Deeper… darker… colder. But tell me something. How could you have slept…

— Haruki Murakami

“Just like that. From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond. I wanted so badly to lie down next to her…

— John Green

“This is what she hated about hot guys. That warm and fuzzy feeling she got when one of them anointed her as worthy.”

— Kate Meader

“I could see the rage of insatiable uninvited lust in every line of that dark, stoic face that had once been too subtly etched…

— Karen Marie Moning

“I admitted. If I was going to hallucinate, then at least it was some hot dude instead of something gross.”

— Jennifer L. Armentrout