Page 99 of Bones

Not a man.

A sharp-dressed devil.

“They were generous with the rectangle, huh?” he asked before going into the room.

Glancing down to see a black rectangle censoring my nudity, I hung my head back. “For the love of angels.”

Thatthey all heard.

Happy little whispers went through the room, and the fast-walking angels with their towering stacks of paper got a bounce in their step.

With a disgruntled mutter, I followed Levi.

I had to blink rapidly to get my eyes to adjust to the stinging brightness that illuminated the office. It was like staring at a sun during the eclipse.

Or at Aurora’s blindingly beautiful smile.

The walls of the already large office were lined with shelves, each packed with books. It would’ve been impressive enough, but when I raised my eyes, I saw they kept going.

And going.

And going.

There was no top shelf in sight. No ceiling, either.

Aurora would love this.

My attention was pulled from my surroundings and thoughts of my mate when Levi slammed his hand as he argued with whoever it was behind a desk. I had no clue what they said since they weren’t speaking English. Or any of the other Earthly languages I knew.

The man—or rather angel—had a head of wild red curls that seemed to crackle and ignite into small flames before extinguishing. The flaming sword mounted on the wall to the left of him didn’t do that. It stayed blazing, and the longer Levi ranted, the more the angel’s gaze darted to it.

Like he was tempted to use it.

I hadn’t had much interaction with Levi. Nate and Juno fell under his purview and were supposed to work closer with him.

At that moment, I related to the devil. I was pissed as hell to be dragged away from heaven to stand around in… Okay, in Heaven.

But it was nothing compared to the one I’d left behind on Earth.

Rubbing my chest, I said, “If you’re just gonna sit there beaching at each other, do me a favor, send me back.”

“If it were up to me, I’d say yes,” Levi said. “You’renot the one I wanted to see anyway.”

“Go suck a churro,” the angel behind the desk muttered, a fiery curl bursting brighter before extinguishing.

Wonder if the carpet matches the drapes…

Levi burst out laughing.

The angel finally tore his focus away from Levi to glance behind him and then at the floor. “Of course they match. They’re both white.”

Levi laughed harder. “I’ll explain later.”

Thoughts are easier to read here.

Ship.

Shill.

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