Dinner was a blur of alcohol, indescribable food, and surprisingly a wonderful time with Lucifer. The drinks kept coming, and the more I drank the more amused Lucifer got. I was barely sitting upright, using his shoulder to keep me vertical. He didn’t seem to mind. He sat back and just watched me slowly unwind and come undone.
The check came and dinner was paid for. Lucifer effortlessly supported my body and practically drug me out of The Palm. I was a giggling mess the entire way back to our room and Lucifer was beside himself making fun of me. “Darling, if I had known I was going to be babysitting you tonight, I wouldn’t have kept ordering you glasses of wine.” Lucifer snickered as the door to our room swung open. “Babysit?!” I shouted spinning around to glare at him.
I lost my footi
