Greg Dean
We were on the roof of his car. I shifted in place, he glanced at me and laugh.
"It's fine G, just relax," he said, my face heated up from the embarrassment.
"I am fine!" I snapped. He rolled his eyes and looked at the sky.
"Okay. I'm sure you are. So make a wish and let's go get you something to eat," he said as he stretched his legs. I looked at the starry sky. I closed my eyes.
I wish...
"This is stupid," I opened my eyes and told him. His smile widens.
"Nothing wrong with wishing. Go on," Lucifer ruffled my hair. I swat his hand and close my eyes.
I wish to be happy
"There, happy?!" I snapped. He nodded and got off the car. He nudged his head in the direction of the diner. We head over and inside was Will surrounded by books.
"Well, you can grab some food. Will cook
