She suddenly turned to him, her bare shoulder brushing against his arm as she looked up with a teasing glint in her eyes.
"Hey," she said lightly, her voice soft but edged with curiosity. "Be honest. Do you have other women?"
Rex blinked, as if the question demanded serious contemplation. He tilted his head slightly, pretending to think deeply, eyes narrowing with mock focus. Then, without saying a word, he slowly lifted his hand and began silently counting on his fingers… one by one… with a perfectly serious expression, as though tallying an important list.
His performance was so exaggeratedly sincere that it took Monica a second to register what he was doing. When she did, her expression shifted instantly, from curious to scandalized.
"You—!"
