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He’s lucky I’m thirsty.

I took the glass as he nodded over to the balcony and began to walk over.

“Come, let’s talk for a minute.”

I rolled my eyes,

“And why do you think I would have any interest in talking to you?”

Lucifer smirked as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter,

“Besides the fact that you admitted you like talking to me, It would be very unfortunate if your books ended up on the wrong side of this lighter.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” My eyes narrowed in on him, his eyes locked on mine as amusement ran freely around in his,

“Try me.”

“Five minutes and that’s it.”

Lucifer’s smirk still reigned on his face as he put the lighter back into his pocket, nodding his head towards the balcony.

Very well. It’s a nice night anyway.

I followed him, gently shutting the door behind us.

“I wanted to apologize for what I said the other night. I had no right to say those things-” I cut him off,

“Just stop. No offense but I don’t care to hear apologies.”

His eyes sparked with irritation as his jaw clenched,

“You know I’m trying to be nice here.”

“I don’t need you to be nice to me.”

“No, what you need is a smack upside the head.”

“Touch me, and I will break every one of your damn fingers.”

Lucifer turned to face me, that insufferable smirk still on his face,

“You’ll be dead before you can even raise a hand to me, princess.”

He was probably right. Yet a part of me was still willing to risk it.

It would probably be worth it.

but what he said next surprised me.

“Tell me about the library and your books.” I glared at him but it seemed like an innocent question and I was still drunk enough to answer.

“Why do you want to know?” I snapped back,

“Can’t I just ask a simple question about something you like?”

“I thought you didn’t care enough to want to know what I liked?”

“Just answer the damn question.”

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