Ivonne's POV
"Thank you son," she blushed slightly and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her and Tobias snorted at Jarvis who grinned as she said, "you look dashing yourself."
"I knew you had a sharp eye for beautiful things from the first moment I saw you," he murmured in a proud tone and brushed his abdomen covered by the red vest which was made of silk material and black slacks,
"Are you calling yourself beautiful?" I frowned as I asked, trying to wrap my brain around what he was trying to imply.
"It might not sound masculine enough for a man," he shrugged, ignoring our shocked glances as he admitted. "But beauty is the only word that can be used to describe a man like me."
"Oh shut up," Reed inputted as he approached, tugging the ends of the black leather jacket he had on, causing the cloth to stretch on his shoulders. He wore a red shirt underneath and blue jeans with blue jeans and sneakers.
"Rugged is what you call a man like me."