Page 100 of Bones

Shift.

What the hunk? Not even in my own head?

“Why am I here?” I asked.

“That’s what I’d like to know.” Levi casually strolled over to the flaming sword and lifted it from the wall.

The angel reached for it. “Eh?—”

But Levi spun it with practiced ease.

“Ahh,” the angel gasped, making a grab for the hilt.

And nearly getting his hand removed and cauterized in one swift motion when Levi swung the blade down.

The angel yanked his arm back, pressing his fingers to his mouth. “Will you please put that back?”

“Nope,” Levi said, putting emphasis on thepwith his mouth and also a stabbing motion.

His handling of the heavy sword was smooth and showed his familiarity with a blade. He hefted it with ease.

But that didn’t stop him fromaccidentallytouching the flames to the wall, carpet, papers, and anything else he wanted to ignite.

The angel watched with wide light-blue eyes that grew more panicked at each mini pyro show.

“Enough,” I rumbled, still naked. Still needing my mate.

Needingher in every way.

I stormed forward and grabbed the sword by the flaming blade before placing it back in the wall mount.

“Your skin,” the angel worried.

“Is fine.” I held my hands up, palms out. “Years of working in kitchens have dulled the sensation there.”

“No, it’s your connection to me. I’m pleased.”

Levi wasn’t looking at my hands. Head tilted, his focus was aimed lower.

To where the censor bar was failing to keep up with my movements.

“Never mind,” he said with an arched brow. “Guess they weren’t being generous. Good for you.”

“Oh, for light’s sake,” the angel said before flicking his wrist. A white, three-piece suit that matched his covered my body.

It wasn’t my taste, but I couldn’t deny it was quality.

“Well, now I feel left out.” Levi’s dark suit changed to a light one. “I wasn’t going to change my rectangle to match yours. No use losing a few inches in the name of solidarity.”

Ignoring him, I looked at the angel and wagered a guess. “Why am I here, Uriel?”

A delighted smile spread across his face as more flames kindled to life in his hair. “You know me.”

“Had a lot of years on Earth to learn about a lot of different shrimps.”

“Shrimp? I’m taller than you,” Uriel pointed out.

I shook my head. “That was supposed to be a swear word, not an insult.”

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