Page 76 of Bones

Denny arched a brow. “Oh? Because you’re strictly a missionary-in-the-dark kinda gal? Your stores never randomly lock throughout the day?”

Juno grinned.

“This is more detail than we need to know about our siblings,” Lennon muttered with a grimace.

As Juno and Lennon bickered like old times, Denny offered me a drink that I declined. She handed Aurora the biggest, fullest of her mismatched glasses. “I wish I had Levi’s refilling trick cup, but I figured this’ll do.”

My jaw could’ve hit the floor. “Levi is here?”

Juno stopped mid-insult to tell me, “Not actually here right now. You’d know because that lucky devildoesget entrymusic. Plus, he always smells like cinnamon thanks to his little obsession with amusement park churros.”

I didn’t know what to say to that, so I said nothing.

“But he visits occasionally,” she continued. “I’ve already let him know you’re here. He’ll be in touch when he can. He’s been dealing with some… issues.”

Since Levi was the literal devil, I didn’t want to know what issues he’d been dealing with.

Aurora nudged me and lifted the glass.

“I’m good, baby.” When she did it again, I reached to take it from her. “You don’t want it?”

She pulled it back toward herself, nearly spilling the blended sludge.

Not understanding, I shifted and pulled the small pad and pen out of my pocket.

“What is that, a notebook for ants?” Juno scoffed. “You could’ve brought one we could actually see since you’re lucky enough to have functioning pockets. Unlike us women who can only hold one tiny piece of paper folded up until it nearly disappears.”

I pointed at a large stack of notepads in varying colors and sizes on the desk. “Toss me one of those instead.”

“I have a better idea.” Holding one hand flat with her palm up, Juno swept her other fingers slowly across it. Red smoke drifted along her skin.

Aurora took a shuddery breath and tensed next to me.

She’s not supposed to be able to see that.

“She’s not,” Juno confirmed, “but they all can.”

“Did you just read my mind?” I scowled. “Have you been doing it this whole time?”

Makes thinking about my mate naked even more awkward now.

At my question, Aurora didn’t just tense. She bolted up, ready to race down the street after all.

“Whoa, hey, nope. No. You’re good,” Juno reassured her, concern softening her face and voice. “That was the first thing I picked up on because your shock broadcasted it loudly across the room. Otherwise, you’re both like vacuums of silence. It’s wonderful to have the break.” Her head tilted as she scanned Aurora. “Even if it is surprising.”

I reached for her, and Aurora startled before hesitantly sitting.

Juno spun whatever she’d created between her fingers before tossing it over. “Test it out.”

She picked it up from where it’d landed on her lap, and the lingering red haze faded to leave a pen.

A normal, cheap-looking pen.

“Just pretend you’re writing on paper,” Juno instructed. “I have the speed kicked up, so don’t be freaked.”

Mismatched eyes met mine, and I shrugged.

Aurora mimed writing, but her hand moved quicker than normal. Gold shimmery letters in her pretty, looping handwriting appeared in the middle of the room for everyone to see.

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