Rex tilted his head, staring at him like he'd lost his mind. Okay, fair play… Amber's body really was something else, Kardashian curves that screamed for attention from across the room. But then came her face. That part was… rough. Like the body had been designed by an angel and the face outsourced to a rookie intern. He honestly couldn't grasp how people hyped her up as a ten.
"Lucas," Rex finally said, clicking his tongue like a disappointed parent, "tch, tch, I can't believe your standards have fallen this low. You're out here calling her a goddess. She's built like an hourglass, sure… but that face? That's more like the creepy clock you keep hidden in the attic because it scares children. You don't admire it, you survive it."
Lucas barked a laugh, though it carried more nerves than confidence. "Humph! You're just jealous."
