Chapter 3
Clad in blue jeans and a tight-fitting t-shirt, the six-and-a-half-foot tall Bones filled the doorway, his long black hair swirling about him in the draft the open door created. He scanned the room, nodding to his friend and then let his gaze linger on the strange visitor. After a long appraising glance, he turned back to Maddock. “Holy crap,” he mouthed, clearly in awe of her beauty.
“Bones, this is Aycayia.”
“Aycayia,” Bones said, nailing the pronunciation. “I’m Bones.”
The woman locked eyes with him and the two stared at each other in silence. Maddock was starting to feel like a third wheel, so after several uncomfortable moments, he cleared his throat.
Aycayia slipped from her chair. “Skeleton Man.” Her voice was like melted chocolate and Bones smiled, clearly liking the
