I nodded. "I'm not hiding anymore behind my iron wall." If that was even still an option. I hadn't told Ellison about the ghost on Orin I couldn't pass through me, but Mase and I traded a quick glance. He'd seen the whole thing.
But Ellison never missed anything when it came to me and likely caught that shared knowledge. Her face softened as she looked at me. "Just be careful, Absidy. I'll give you two a minute - a minute - and then we're heading back to the infirmary, Mase."
As soon as she disappeared into the kitchen, Mase wrapped me closer to him with one arm, his hand sliding over my curves that had once been buried and tucked into baggy cotton instead of leather.
"Rebel." The word feathered across my ear, and I shuddered underneath his touch. His fingers crept under the waistban
