And We Can Have Forever | A Crowley x Reader Lemon Series

The Fight

I was waiting for Crowley on my couch when he walked through my front door. I waited just long enough for him to shut the door before I hurled the bottle of brandy at his head. It just narrowly missed, smashing against the wall in an explosion of glass and liquor. 

"What the bloody hell, woman?" Crowley yelled, ducking to avoid most of the spray.

Now on my feet, I pointed an accusing finger at him and hissed, "I should be asking you that, snake! I saw you today with your little whore!" Crowley looked at me like he had no clue what I was talking about before realization dawned. 

"Amy is my accountant, kitten." He said slowly, as if trying to talk down a rabid animal. I glared at him wordlessly as he continued, "There is nothing going on there. I promise." 

"She had her hands all over you." I crossed my arms defensively. 

"She's a little handsy..." Crowley admitted with a wince. I thought about reaching for nearest lamp, but thought better of it. Too much noise and the neighbors might call the cops. 

"Look," Crowley said, coming to stand before me and placed his hands on my shoulders, "I'll fire her and get a male accountant to take over everything." To add weight to his argument, he pulled out his phone, scrolled through the contacts to the one that said Amy, and deleted it. 

"You are more than welcome to go through my phone if it makes you feel better." He added, only sliding it back into his pocket when I shook my head. 

"Kitten..." Crowley sighed, wrapping me in his arms, "I wouldn't do that to you." My anger gave way to tears and I just started to sob. Crowley held me, making soothing noises, until I finally could get a grip on myself. 

"How about you and I go out for dinner tonight?" He suggested. 

I looked up at him, "Really?" 

Crowley grinned down at me, "Of course. I want to show off my beautiful girlfriend."