It's about time (DECKERSTAR)

It starts now

Now was the time. The time to start something that she could never go back on. Chloe Decker, one of LA's top detectives was about to taunt the devil himself. It could go two ways, but the only ending she could see would be mind blowing for both of them. She stood outside Lux. For the past thirty minutes, she had been staring up at the tall, overpowering building before her, deciding how to broach the subject. She knew her ultimate aim, but was worried she wouldn't be able to drag it out as long as she'd hoped. 

It had been a while since they first kissed. It was short but passionate, then he left. She stood on the beach while he said his goodbyes and went away. She of course assumed he was late for Lux's nightly party and the Brittney's were awaiting their boy toy. However he went to bed, alone. After the poisoning and the near death encounter, he left for good. Or what she thought was for good. She spent nights determined not to let her feelings get in the way of her everyday life but after a week of no Lucifer contact, the tears and lack of sleep started and hardly ever stopped. Then one day he came back, married. To a stripper. Candy freaking Morningstar. The marriage was short but painful to watch. The man she... the man... her... Lucifer was spending nights with someone other than her. She thought they connected. She thought they finally meant something more to each other. So now was her time to get him back. The devilish looks he gave her were still there, she knew he still wanted her as much as she wanted him. Payback can be hell.

Determined as ever, she marched her way towards the club. A quick flash of her police badge to the bouncer, she was allowed access without waiting in line. Inside the hot, bouncing club, she suddenly felt dizzy. The slight glance towards Maze reminded her of the pep talk she had with her roommate and friend earlier.

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"You want to borrow some of my stuff? That will make the devil want to run back to hell." Maze asked with genuine excitement on her face.

"Maze, I want to seduce him, not scare him. He needs to see what he missed out on and forget the three Brittney's even exist." 

Maze glared in thought and then it hit her. "Okay Decker listen. You need to loosen up, I can slip you a little..."

"Maze... seriously"

"He wants Detective Chloe Jane Decker, the way she has always been. So you want a little fun in the process? Tease him at every chance you get and make him wait a week or so; if you can last that long..."

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Prep talk remembered, she set her sights for the devil himself. Strolling toward the bar, she caught sight of herself in a reflection on the wall. She stood out like an angel among devils, literally. Maze suggested a white number would do the trick, throwing in a costume halo and angel wings. Practically everyone surrounding her were in dark leather or latex. She stifled a giggle at the thought of Lucifer reacting to her too short dress and too high heels. She continued toward the bar, ordering herself a drink. She hardly got her words out before a flock of testosterone filled, very sweaty, men surrounded her. Maze swooped to her rescue, shooing them away with her demon glare. For once, Chloe was thankful for the threatening demeanour Maze had over anyone. While the detective started enjoying her drink, trying to calm her nerves, she was oblivious to the heard of women behind her awaiting to grab the attention from the club owner himself. She was going over her plan in her head, changing small details to try and perfect it. Meanwhile, the devil in Prada halted mid way down the stair case, eyes in awe of the light reflecting angel sat on his favourite seat at the bar. Maze noticed his chest stop rising, only assuming he'd caught his breath. She choked back a laugh, to which Chloe looked at her in confusion. 

"Looks like the devil has arrived, and he very much wants to meet his angel" Maze bashfully stated to Chloe. 

Trying to be calm and collected, Chloe side glanced toward Lucifer, giving a slight up turn of her lips, then focused her glare on the crystal clean glasses ahead of her. Although her breathing had quickened, she had not forgotten her mission. She felt his presence before she saw him. Standing behind her, breath in her ear. Her body shivered, even at the lack of contact.