Chapter 10

Chloe took a light blue shirt off the rack and put it on. She rolled up the sleeves to her elbows and tied it around the waist with one of his belts. Luckily his shirt was long enough on her that it made for a perfectly acceptable dress.

The size of his closet dumb-founded her, it had to be bigger than her entire bedroom. She left her feet bare and walked out of the bedroom looking for Lucifer. She found him, and their breakfast, on the balcony. He glanced up from the newspaper he was reading and did a double-take when he realised how she'd appropriated his shirt and belt. "Very nice. I don't think my shirt has ever looked so good." He sipped his coffee as she approached and plonked herself in the chair opposite him.

"I didn't want to wear last night's dress. You know 'walk of shame' and all that. I'll wash it and return it to you." Chloe dug into her food and couldn't help the sound she made. Damn he was a good cook. And lover. Was there anything he wasn't good at?

"I prefer 'stride of pride' if you don't mind. I will not have you feel such a useless emotion as shame over what we did together. And as for the shirt, I have plenty. Seems I've needed to up my stock since I met you." He gave her a disapproving look before he folded up his paper, placed it on the table and began eating.

When they had finished, Chloe began to feel a little awkward. She should leave now. Before things got weird. He'd said he wanted 'more', but what did Lucifer consider 'more' to be? She started to rise from her chair when Lucifer jumped up to pull it out for her. "Did you drive here last night?"

"No, I caught a cab. Why?"

"Good, that means I will have to drive you home." He seemed quite happy at the chance of driving her. Maybe because he was always complaining about her driving.

"You don't have to Lucifer, I'm sure you have things to –"

"Nope, free as a bird, Chloe." His voice had dropped when he said her name and she shivered. She couldn't help it. It made her think about their night together and she suddenly found herself feeling quite hot.

"Uh… Ok then." They walked back to the bedroom to retrieve what little she'd brought with her and put on her shoes. She'd been reckless actually. Hadn't brought ID, cash, or anything, knowing that she'd be safe with Lucifer, and any tab she ran up she could pay later. As they walked past his piano on the way to the elevator, he went to grab her wings. "No. I told you. They're yours now. For the ones you lost."

He gently placed them back on the piano with a small smile that Chloe could see he was trying to hide.

As they rode the elevator down, Chloe glanced at him from the corner of her eye. He continued to look at the doors and sighed. "What is it Chloe?"

"Do it again."

He looked puzzled for a moment before he understood what she was asking, and then turned on her, his eyes flaming. She stared into them until the elevator dinged and the doors opened. He turned and began walking towards his car, Chloe following him.

"You're not going to run screaming into the hills on me are you?" Lucifer asked as they made their way into the Saturday morning traffic. He sounded like his confident self, but Chloe knew him better now. He was worried.

"Of course not. You get bad rap Lucifer, but I see you. You're the scapegoat for when people won't take responsibility for their own actions. You don't force people to do bad things, you just punish them when they do. I've seen evil, and you're not it." She'd tried to sound calm and understanding to reassure him, but as she went on, she had become annoyed and angry at all the people who had blamed Lucifer for their actions. Chloe had meant every word and could only hope Lucifer had listened to her.

When she looked up at him, she noticed that his eyes had softened as he continued to look straight ahead at the road. "Thank you." He whispered.

Chloe placed her hand on his knee and turned her head to look away from him. She wanted to give him a moment of privacy, but reassure him that she supported him.

The rest of the drive was silent until he pulled up in front of her house. Lucifer killed the engine and got out to open her door. She smiled at him and led the way to her front door. She picked out the hide-a-key and went to unlock the door when she turned to him. "All the times you've broken in here, were you using the key, or…?"

Lucifer laughed and folded his arms. "I'll never tell."

Before Chloe could open the door, Lucifer stopped her with a hand on her arm. "So, dinner then?"

She looked up at him with wide eyes. What was he asking of her? "Are you… asking me on a date?"

Lucifer gave her an exasperated look, before his face slid into his favourite cheeky demeanor. "Really darling, do keep up. I told you I wanted more. We made a deal."