The Palm was breathtaking. If not for Lucifer practically pulling me to the hostess stand, I don’t know if my feet would have made it. I felt like a child, gawking, staring, trying to see it all at once. Lucifer’s arm wrapping around my waist pulled me back to reality. I looked to find the hostess’s eyes undressing him. I cleared my throat to get her attention, she didn’t waiver. I pulled away from Lucifer’s grip and stepped in front of him, finally catching the hostess’s eyes. “We would like to be seated if you don’t mind.” my words dripped with jealousy.
Why was I being jealous? Was it that big of a deal she was watching him? I mean who could blame her? Lucifer chuckled, and pulled me back to his side, leaving a gentle kiss on the side of my head. He turned back to the hostess, “DuVal
