He took another sip, and the beer was no longer cold.

His voice was no longer cold or empty, and he spat again.

And oh God, what it meant to be no longer cold!

I was no longer cold or weirded out by the look he had given me.

For some time he lay there on the hall floor, the darkness welcoming and no longer cold.

White Haven tried to say something, but she rolled right on over him, and her flashing eyes were no longer cold.

His eyes were no longer cold, but heated and searing.

Everything became white and then he was no longer cold.

Her palms were no longer cold against the skin of his back.

Her voice was no longer cold, but neither was it warm.