Call me Adonis

"The ladies call me the Adonis of the town," David boasted with a self-satisfied grin.

"With my perfectly chiseled jawline, mesmerizing hazel eyes, and impeccable sense of style, it's no wonder I am the center of attention wherever I go."

Avery bit her lip, struggling to hold back a burst of laughter.

"You really think that highly of yourself, don't you?" she replied.

David's smirk only widened.

"Why, of course! I've been called a heartthrob, a dreamboat, and even a vision in flesh and bones. But my personal favorite? The epitome of male perfection. And well, can you blame them? I mean, just take a look at this face," he said, dramatically gesturing towards his own reflection in the car window.

"It takes a lot of effort to look this good, you know. Hours at the gym, meticulous grooming routines, and of course, a natural charm that only I possess."

"Wow, such dedication," she said mockingly, pretending to be mesmerized.

"Well, Valerie, it's all about priorities. When you're blessed