Without a doubt all the goodies were in all the right places, but no mere scale of one to ten was going to do the job this time. It was an entirely new experience for him. Though he’d been in her presence for less than a minute, her soul had locked itself onto his senses, far more than her substance had.

Oh my fucking god, excuse me while I open the window so I can throw up out of it.

Still, it all makes me feel a thousand times better about my own writing.