The griffon simply leaned closer and nuzzled his beak against my shoulder. “Don’t you ever say tha’, Cy. You’re beautiful. Tha’ guy is an asshole.” I tried to fight off a smile. Even if he was annoying and drunk, Fallon was a good friend. And he was right, Reece was an asshole. A handsome asshole, but still an asshole. “Thanks, Fal.” I ran a tentacle through the downy feathers along his neck.
