It was pretty enough to be a postcard or a painting, and the fresh, clean air—slightly warmer than Alaska had been too—was a welcome change after we were breathing stale plane air all morning.
Dirge and I both quickly used the restroom, and when I came out, he was holding out an icy bottled water for me. The water was so cold, it hurt my teeth, but I drank it gratefully.
“Go for a walk with me?” The half lift of his handsome lips had me wanting to throw myself at him, but I hesitated.
“Are we clear to go wandering off?”
“Already let Kane know. He’s getting a debrief from Julius right now, but things are quiet. We’ve got some time.”
“Okay. But I had an idea first.”
He c****d an eyebrow in question, but followed me silently as I crossed the hangar to where Brielle sat quietly on a couc
