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“We meant nothing to each other apart from a few shags,” Bones replied, answering all of them.
Cat’s eyes flashed green as she glanced at Belinda, and then her hands curled as if grabbing imaginary silver blades.
“Can’t blame you there. That ride might be worth the bite marks,” Juan murmured in Spanish.
“Where she’d bite you would make you forget to fake that fresh-off-the-boat accent,” Bones replied in the same language.
Juan stared at him, and then burst out laughing. “You know?” he said, still in Spanish. “Don’t tell the others. I get away with so much acting like a B-movie Latin stereotype.”
He probably did, and Bones could appreciate using people’s preconceived notions against them. God knows he’d endured many of those preconceptions as a Brit living among Yanks.
“That’s rude,” Cat said sharply, not understanding a word.
“Sorry, Kitten,” he said in English.
Juan gave Cat a friendly pat. “He speaks Spanish better than I do,querida,” he said, adding even more of an accent on that last word and then winking at Bones over Cat’s shoulder.
Bones flashed a smile. If none of them had guessed, far be it for him to spill Juan’s secret.
“Seems there’s a lot of things I don’t know about Bones,” Cat said, her tone competing with her scent for sourness as Belinda started rubbing against the glass like a large blond feline while mouthing “please”at Bones.
“Quit it,” Bones said coldly. “If you’re in there, then you tried to hurt her, so you could shrivel to dust for all I care.”
Belinda’s pout retracted and her fangs came out. Ah, there was the girl he remembered.
“However, your stay could improve if two things happen,” Bones went on. “The first involves the lovely lady at my side. She would have to agree. The second would be your total cooperation, because if you failed at that, itwouldmean your gruesome, prolonged death. Are we quite clear?”
Belinda gave a curt nod and stopped polishing the glass with her body. Cat shut the screen with a look of disgust.
“I vote for her gruesome, prolonged death,” she said, and strode away with fast, angry steps.
Bones followed her. She went to the furthest end of the sublevel, in front of the “receiving” cell he’d once occupied. Then, she turned to him.
“You and her? Gross.”
He sighed. “This was before you, Kitten. It meant nothing.”
“Clearly it meant something toher,” Cat muttered.
“Then kill her,” Bones said bluntly.
She looked shocked. “What?”
“Can’t say I’d blame you,” Bones went on. “If you like, I’ll kill her myself. I truly don’t care.”
“I don’t murder people just because I’mjealous,” she said, still giving him that are-you-serious? look.
He was, and this wasn’t about jealousy. Belinda had tried to kill Cat. Bones could slaughter her without losing a wink of sleep.
She finally realized he was serious because she let out a sigh. “Fine. You must think she can be useful, so I’ll be adult about this, even though the thought of you two makes me want to hurl. So, distract me from that by telling me your idea.”
Bones did. When he was done, Cat let out a dark laugh.
“You can be a real sick puppy sometimes.”
“Is that a yes?” he countered.
She grunted. “It is from me. Now, to convince Don.”
