“Add boyish, slim as a board, pancake. It's okay, I've heard it all." He raised his head and said mildly, "I wasn't thinking in terms of your chest size." "Good thing as I don't have one." She smirked and popped a big chunk of potato into her mouth. "The nice thing is I can run without those things flying in my face, too." And damn if she didn't make a comical face that had him shouting with laughter.”
Book:Scales