Lucifer's Loves

Part 3

Hearing the door bell jingle I look up to see Jhair come through, looking like she hadn't slept in days-which is entirely possible-and carrying two cups of steaming coffee.
"Is that a peace offering for coming in so late?" I tease
"Give me a break, I was up late spray painting, oh sorry 'vandalizing' a wall down on Westwood." She yawns showing off her gleaming teeth. I ignore the twinge of jealously and say
"Well I hope it's fantastic because Armias is out sick"
She groans at the extra work and sips her coffee.
"Oh!" She says suddenly
"I have you down with an appointment for a really good lookin demon later today "
"What?" I say shocked "But I don't want too! Why don't you do it?"
She grins, purple eyes sparkling
"To bad you need more social interaction, Me on the other hand am perfectly normal" I grumble under my breath, but am forced to stop the conversation for a customer.

Shaking away my own problems I give them my full attention.
I try to let myself relax as I tattoo curling ivy on the woman's leg, I try to keep the raging memories from the first time from drowning me. I'm anxious, I don't know what to expect. I'm used to most guys falling to my feet, but that is not appealing in the slightest.

Then Jhair leads in, who I can only assume is him because he is drop-dead gorgeous. He is tall and pale with side swept black/blue hair, that in the light looks like slow moving flames.
His chiseled jaw, thoughtful midnight eyes, well sculpted chest, are absolutely breathtaking,

Feeling breathless I motion toward the chair trying not to stare. Jhair pulls me away smirking at my expression.
"See what I mean?" She says in a low whisper, I can only nod. She smiles and pushes me towards him.

He flashes his pearly whites at me, his midnight eyes twinkling
"So I was thinking some flames, but pretty ones." He says with complete sincerity. I nod, then scold myself or not speaking.
"Alright you take off any clothes covering where you want it and I'll get my designs" I say forcing my hair to stay normal. I turn my back to him grabbing my sketchbook, flipping it to a page of flames a did a couple weeks ago and have been waiting to use.

Turning back I find him in the process of pulling off his shirt, I can't help it when my hair flares up, his abs are toned and his shoulders well muscled, but not bulky. He notices me staring and smirks
"I want it here" He motions from left shoulder all the way down to his lower abdomen.
He stretches out, waiting. I swallow my nerves and walk to his side.
Placing my hands on his chest I suddenly am hit with a flashback

A bare tanned chest pressed against my back. Strong arms holding me gently and stroking my hair.
"Do you love me?" He said in his beautiful rumbling voice, kissing my neck sending shivers down my spine.
"Yes" I replied without hesitation, leaning into him contently, enjoying the feeling of being wanted.

Then the next day talking to Draculorum, cross legged on my bed
"He is amazing" I sighed looking off into space
"He sounds it" Draculorum laughed watching my face
Then Lucifer came in and we were forced to continue the conversation later. Draculorum was the only person who knew about my boyfriend. So when things went horribly wrong and I fell apart he was there to help me pick up the pieces, and was a shoulder to cry on. He keeps my secrets from my brother, and I love him like one for it.

Shaking my head I focus back on the boy before me, he is not him, though he could hurt me the same.
I give him instructions to relax start working, he doesn't flinch once as I work for hours covering half of him with beautiful roaring flames. And just as he is leaving he hands me something, my emotions rage in all directions fear, excitement, worry, giddiness. I am looking his number and his name
Khailios

Lucifer's Love......