"...i'm trying to ignore the temptation of.. of.."
"of what amelia?"
and she paused because she knew that she already had,
"..the temptation of falling for the devil."
Or in which a dancer falls for the devil himself
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"SHES GOT BLUE EYES, LONG LEGS. PRETTY ROSEY CHEEKS AND I GOT DARK SKIN, BLACK HAIR. NOT WHAT YOU WANTED. BABY IM SORRY, IM NOT EXACTLY WHAT YOU HAD IN MIND BUT PLEASE DONT LEAVE I PROMISE I WILL CHANGE YOUR MIND."
•••
I sat on the bed, waiting for Lucifer to come home.
Today was Valentines Day, I was busy going to Vegas to do a show he understood and said he'd just do his own thing.
I came back and he was still out.
My mind started racing.
Was he cheating on me? Or possibly planning to leave me?
I snapped out of it when the elevator door rang.
"Darling, you're back." He smiled.
"Yeah. What did you do tonight?" I asked.
"Oh, I went to the detectives house. We played some games, the little offspring giving me this."
A soft smile graced my lips.
"Did you have fun?"
"It was. The detective was such a good sport, she kept losing. A great quality in a woman." He laughed, heading to the bathroom.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, listening as he talked about Chloe.
"Why don't we talk tomorrow? I really tired." I said yawning.
"I bet, all that dancing." He smiled, climbing into bed.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Lucifer."
•••
I left before he woke up.
I needed to talk to someone, I just felt like I was going to explode.
"Amelia!" Linda said surprised.
"Hi, I'm so sorry for barging in like this but I need to talk to you." She must've noticed my shaking because she let me in her house right away.
"Um.. as a friend.. can you tell me if Lucifer has ever talked about Chloe?"
"Of course, They're partners." She said, I fiddled with the rings on my fingers.
"No- I'm mean like romantically. Like if he likes- loves her." She fell quiet.
"I can't tell you that, it's patient privacy."
A choked out sob ripped through my throat.
"T-that means he does.. because you would tell me, if he didn't." I exhaled shakily.
"Amelia.."
"No- I'm sorry. Thank you." I gave her a smiled before seeing myself out.
