" Søren, in his day off uniform of jeans and a black T-shirt—offered him a handshake—“No kiss?”—and Griffin hugged him just to see the look on his face.
“I believe I liked you better when I didn’t like you, Griffin,” Søren said. Griffin rested his head on Søren’s chest. He felt and heard Søren’s sigh.
“Cuddle me, Big Guy,” Griffin said. “Sing me a lullaby with your pretty priest voice.”
“I’m discovering a new hard limit,” Søren said. “At this very moment, in fact.”
Griffin didn’t let go of Søren, but he did look up at him.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have resting bitch face?” Griffin asked, tightening his hold on Søren.
“This isn’t resting. This is quite active. "

― Tiffany Reisz ,