I rolled my eyes again his wings had been pulled back into his spine by that point.
“Isn’t that a human term?” I leaned back on my forearms, taking in a deep breath of air. “Gods and angels, heaven.”
“Magnificent beings that bring prophecies, beautiful beyond compare with killer bodies to match,” Falcon smirked slyly. “Tell me I didn’t just describe myself?”
“No.” I deadpanned, his face fell an offended frown flitting onto his face.
“Whatever, you know I’m gorgeous.” He shot me a suggestive wink and I gagged.
“Whatever floats your boat.”
He laughed. Standing up he dusted off the back of his pants and lifted up the tent flap to take a look outside. The wind had finally stopped so I hoped that meant the ghosts were gone.
“You should get some sleep,” He turned to help me to my feet.
