Mettesknit

“Incredible. I don’t even get morning wood around you.” I cracked an eyelid open to discover Wade too close. “Huh?” “My body doesn’t even subconsciously react to your bits. I really do find you absolutely unattractive.”
― Kelly St. Clare, Shifter Wars

“Nine in the morning, early for him to be in here. Magical people tended to move around more at night and sleep in late.”
― K.F. Breene, Magical Midlife Invasion

“It’s not cold enough for a blanket anyway.” Mr. Tom moved to grab it. “No, no.” I put out my hand to stop him. “It’s the fart blanket.” Mr. Tom yanked back his hands. “I beg your pardon?” “I think he uses a blanket so he doesn’t stick to the leather, but it also contains all the farts.” A look of horror crossed Mr. Tom’s face. “Who are these people?” “These people are my parents, and they’ll get weirder, don’t worry.”
― K.F. Breene, Magical Midlife Invasion

“Putting his mouth to her ear, he whispered something else in Russian. It gave her the chills in the best way. “What did that mean?” she asked. “You’re the person I want to spend the rest of my life trapping under the covers while I fart.” Bree stared at him. “If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.”
― Suzanne Wright, When He's Dark