Ethan gave me an admiring look that wasn't about sex, but about that guy moment when they realize you are not just another pretty face, but maybe, just maybe you can be cute, petite, and one of the guys all at the same time.

I sat on the bed. Neither of us said anything. I wasn't slick and sophisticated enough for this. What do you say to boyfriend A when he finds you naked in the bed of boyfriend B? Especially if boyfriend A turned into a monster the night before and ate someone. I bet Miss Manners didn't cover this at all.

Sex was never as neat as the movies made it. Real sex was messy. Good sex was messier.

I had to practice this line to use with people who come to signings and things: ‘I’m sorry, I don’t have sex with strangers.’ Interview at Locus magazine, 2000

Two things I do well in books are sex and violence, but I don't want gratuitous sex or violence. The sex and violence are only as graphic as need be. And never included unless it furthers the plot or character development

More sex. We must have more sex.

When sex is necessary for the plot of a book, or a character development, then I don't shy away from it. Why should I?