Jace hadn't knocked.

Gideon flustered, rolling sideways to face the door, pulling covers up.

Jace looked puzzled.

"You're constantly shirtless. Now you're embarrassed?"

Gideon's mouth opened.

Then shut.

"Sorry, then," Jace said, uncomfortably, turning to leave. "Team meeting. Library. Ten minutes."

He glanced back. "I can't find Chandra. If you see her, tell her, will you?"

"Sure."

"Thanks."

Gideon exhaled, his broad silhouette on the once-again closed door.

"That was close," Chandra said, quietly, behind him.

"Very," he agreed.

Silence.

A warm freckled arm pulled them closer.

"So, ten minutes, huh?"

Her breath tickled. Her smile was audible.

Gideon grinned.