"Beauty is not in looks alone, sweet lady," Zach replied, "Your looks are pleasing, yes, but if you were a cruel mean person, you wouldn't be beautiful. Your heart is beautiful." It sounded a bit odd, perhaps, or like something a bloke would say in one of Ven's novels maybe. But Zach wasn't trying to sweep her off her feet or smooth talk his way into her trousers, or, er, under her skirt or whatever.
"There's a lot I like in the city," Zach shared, though he didn't particularly mention hot men as one of them. It had been a bit since he'd gone club crawling to find someone. But having someone shagging him regularly made that a lot less necessary. That was amazing every time. "They both have so much that's incredible, just different," Zach didn't know how to explain it without explaining as gay men. But London wasn't just that.