When the fire grew too hot, he moved back a few feet.

The door to the house stood open, the day was going to grow hot.

The day had just begun, and already it was growing hot.

The sun began to grow hot, and the light hurt my eyes.

The lighter was growing too hot to hold any longer.

The fire finally grew so hot that I moved about 100 yards back.

The long day passed slowly and it grew very hot.

They had started early, when the day was still cool, but soon it grew very hot.

He went faster when the ground grew hot under his feet.

She could feel the door growing hot beneath her touch.