Lennon leads him to the ring with a smile. She turns into him, blushing as she gives him a once over. “Do you like the costume?”
Zenith raises her eyebrows. “My gobs, breathe. It was a joke. Besides, I wouldn’t think anything of it if you did have a perfect guy, boys think like that all the time, you know a guy they want to be like. Plus there’s Murphy to compare you to..”