He's rich. Rich boys are always handsome.

“Do I still 'ave an eye?" I laughed. "Still there." He straightened with a sigh.…”

“My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or wheth…”

“I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop…”

“Your thigh? Your shoulder? Is there any part of you that hasn't been hurt yet?"…”