Chapter 10
Lucifer sat alone in his office. His chiseled face was twisted into a deep frown. His fingers tapped irritably on the desk as his mind replayed the events of the morning. Katherine had seen him in his weakest and most vulnerable state, and—f**k, that thought made his skin crawl with resentment.
Damn it, Katherine.
How could she say that, offering him to try out cookies, of all things, as if he were a frightened child? He clenched his jaw tightly as he willed the memory of her soft and concerned voice out of his mind. The more he tried to suppress it, the more it replayed.
But then his thoughts shifted 'unbiddenly' to the night before. The s*x they had both had together. The feel of her skin, of her soft moans... of her innocence. That last part made him recoil internally.
