"“You’re lucky you’re so hot,”she said bitterly.
“I know,” he said despairingly,shoving his hands into his pockets as he leaned a shoulder against the jasmine. “It doesn’t bear thinking of, what my social life would be like if I was ugly on top of everything else. Now what have I said?”
“You are so—incredibly—arrogant.”
“I know.” He sounded exasperated.“But I don’t see how I’ve been arrogant with you."
Laura Florand's The Chocolate Rose