Kristiel (Lucifer Love Story)

Part 6

Kristiel's POV

A few hours after I left Linda's office, Lucifer asked me to come to his penthouse later to talk. Finally! I shout in my head. We have been needing to talk about our relationship since it started. Has it even really started yet? I mean, we haven't done anything different than normal except that we share some outward affection towards each other now. We haven't gone on a date, and he hasn't asked me to spend a night with him. I cannot tell you how frustrated I am with whatever it is we have between us. I've just been hanging around in the club all day as Maze makes sure everything behind the bar is all set for opening up tonight.

"Any leads on that guy who's parading around as Lucifer?" I ask her from the bar. She turns to look at me with a playful glare.

"Maybe you've forgotten." She says as she comes closer to me, staying on her side of the bar. "I've been with you all day." She leans her elbows on the bar in front of me, mimicking what I am currently doing as I sit at the bar. "When would I have had time to do any stalking of this guy?" I let out a sigh, knowing she's right.

"Right...I know that...I just-"

"You wanna help." Maze finishes my thought as she stands back up. "I get that. You want to make sure your boyfriend's reputation isn't ruined." I feel my cheeks heat up at her words. I'm just not used to hearing our relationship explained that way. "To be honest, I'm not sure I have any leads on this guy yet anyway. I'll ask around tonight to see if I can get any information."

"Thank you."

"No problem, Angelface." She smiles at me. "Lucifer should be back soon." She informs me.

"Okay, I'll head up and just wait for him up there." I say. I feel my palms getting sweaty and I wipe them on my denim covered hips. "Do I look okay?"

"You look fine." Maze says in a slightly irritated tone.

"Okay...okay...well...here goes nothing." I say as I head towards the elevator, still wiping my sweaty palms on my hips. I press the button and the doors open. I step inside and press the floor button for the penthouse. I close my eyes and take a few breaths to calm myself. Why am I so nervous? I already know that we have feelings for each other. We're just discussing how our relationship is going to work. What if he wants nothing to do with what I want and just breaks it off with me before anything really starts?

I take a few more calming breaths before the doors of the elevator open up to the penthouse. I exit the elevator and head straight to his personal bar. I look for the blender, which I know he has, and place it on the bartop. I plug it in before searching for the rest of the ingredients of my favorite alcoholic beverage. To my surprise, I was able to find everything I needed. I then turn to the back bar and try to find the alcohol I need. I spot it, the only clear liquor amongst the wall of amber, but as I try to reach for it I notice it is too high up for me to reach it with my hands. I hate to use my ability for something so trivial, but I have to.

I reach both arms up and watch as the bottle of white rum moves off the shelf and down towards my outstretched hands. I smile at the feeling of using my ability. It feels warm and familiar. I haven't used it in quite a while.

"I haven't seen you use your ability in years." I hear his slightly shocked voice from next to me. I tense at him being there without me knowing he was. I must have been so focused on getting the bottle down that I didn't even register the elevator bringing him up. "Are you alright?" He asks with a slight chuckle when I just take some deep breaths to calm my nerves. I look to him when he puts a hand on my lower back. He looks at the bottle in my hand and then looks at the other ingredients I've set out. "Would you like some help, my dear?" He asks, kissing the top of my head before gently taking the bottle in my hands. "Go relax on the couch, and I'll bring you your drink." He gently scoots me out from behind the bar.