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“Not to Houston, anyway. It was hotter than hell in Houston, just like in New Orleans. If I move anywhere, it’ll be to someplace…

— Amanda Stevens

“So..." he said, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back onto his heels. "You come here often?" Picking up on his mood…

— Louisa Edwards

“God, Jules, if I swung that way and wasn’t married to the hottest man in the free world, I’d so do you right now.”

— Kristen Proby

“Go to hell, March." But I'm still smiling while I say it. As I doze off again, I'm pretty sure he says, "Been there,…

— Ann Aguirre

“Can you believe it?" he asked, amazed. "We are such hot shit sometimes!”

— Nora Sakavic

“That man is scorching hot, and I’m assuming his southern hemisphere is pretty heavily populated, if you know what I mean,” she said, wiggling…

— Beth Ehemann

“The sun was hot on his back, but he barely noticed. It paled by comparison to the warmth that was seeping into his soul.”

— Heather Burch

“When I got close to him, he smelled clean and steamy, like a late June-rain. And I was reduced to a ridiculous, blubbering pile…

— Holly Schindler

“The moment he felt well enough to walk any distance, he was out of here and flying to someplace hot. Hopefully not hell.”

— Barbara Elsborg

“It's going to snow on the mountains," she warned him. "Ew, snow," I muttered to myself. It was June, for crying out loud. "Wear…

— Stephenie Meyer

“He really is a beautiful mess. A beautiful mess that sucks you in and messes you up too. If I fly too close to…

— L.H. Cosway

“Jules and I smiled a lot. So much, that I found my cheeks actually hurt when I finally rested my head at the end…

— Fisher Amelie