In order to catch herself, she placed her legs on either side of his when he pulled her closer to him. His confession about having feelings for her caught her off guard, so she bit her lip trying to cover the smile that was beginning to form. "Yes I am sure I don't hate you Lucifer." Her hands rested on his shoulders and her eyes slowly looked down taking note of his tattoo as well as the dog tags. Conflict danced in her eyes for a moment before she pressed her lips to his once more.

Though the kiss didn't last long before her lips kissed along his jaw and down his neck before she spoke. "You think I am the one teasing you?" Her lips paused just a breath away from his skin before she pulled back placing her hands on his cheeks. "It wasn't like I was making it clear to talk to you. We were both busy and never knew that our worlds would ever collide."

She gently rubbed her thumbs along his cheeks as she spoke realizing her own feelings for him were gaining strength with each passing moment. "We all worry about losing the ones we love but know that if the person shares your feelings, they aren't going to let you slip through their fingers and I fight to the death for the person I care about." She leaned back to remove her own tank top revealing a dark blue brassiere before she leaned forward, her lips finding his once more. Her own feelings showing with how soft the kiss started out before she deepened it. There was something about the showing of how vulnerable he was that pulled her heart to meet his, as her actions spoke louder than her words about her own feelings for him.

The cool metal of his dog tags cause her to jump slightly when it touched her skin but that sensation was quickly forgotten in the next few moments as more clothing was removed to try and cool the heat that was rising between the two.

The next morning came much too quickly and Cleo buried her face into the closest thing, which happened to be Lucifer's chest, to try and block out the rays of the sun urging her to awaken. Her hand pulled back from his chest to push her hair from her eyes as she slowly sat up holding the blanket around her body. It didn't take long for the emotions from last night to resurface in her mind as she looked down at the still sleeping Lucifer. A small smile formed on her lips but it was quickly followed by a slight feeling of dread as she carefully removed herself from beside him.

Firstly, she was going to put something on before she tried to find her other articles of clothing. Her eyes landed on his shirt and she quickly slipped it on, doing up the buttons before rolling up the sleeves. His shirt ended just above the tattoo that circled her thigh as she quickly found what she thought was the rest of her clothing and shoes. Sadly the dark blue brassiere had gotten mixed in with the pants he had been wearing, being almost a similar color.

Carefully she tiptoed out of his room, making a beeline for her own not wanting to wake the male up. Once she was safely in her own room, she set her boots in her closet and the bundle of clothes into the laundry bag. She was about to change out of Lucifer's shirt when she caught sight of herself in her mirror. The fabric sat nicely against her frame so she made the second mistake of the morning, and decided to keep wearing his shirt.

Cleo grabbed her brush and brushed out her locks before pulling her hair into a ponytail. Once she deemed herself presentable, she headed downstairs, shocked that Lucifer still hadn't risen and wasn't making breakfast. And here was probably her final mistake of the day, she put on some music on the radio as she began to pull out ingredients to make the first meal of the day. What it was going to be, she wasn't quite sure yet but that didn't usually lead her down the wrong path in the past.

Her body leaned into him when he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I was trying to be nice since you slept in, but I can let you take over and finish up. I was going for just pancakes with eggs and bacon." Her head tilted with a small moan that was quickly followed by a whine when he pulled away from her. She kept her eyes on the food as she cooked feeling the color rise in her cheeks when he mentioned her brassiere. "Thank you. I thought I had grabbed everything when I stepped out. Apparently I didn't..." She turned her gaze to him with a tilt of her head at him mentioning that he remembered everything.

"Is that not normal for you? Maybe it is because you didn't drink the whole drink last night." She looked down at his shirt and put her hands on her hips doing a couple funny poses before turning her attention back to the pancake in the pan. "I would but only if you are okay with that. I am not a normal thief of clothes but this was a little easier to grab when I got up."

"There is a plate in the oven with the bacon on it to keep them warm. I wanted to do something nice for you. I mean after everything..." She flipped over the pancake to cook the other side turning to look over at him while she leaned back against the counter. She crossed her legs at the ankles watching him for a few moments. "So do you want to do anything today? We could stay in bed all day." A playful gleam filled her eyes as she wiggled her eyebrows. "Or we could be boring and go grocery shopping."

As much as the idea of staying in bed sounded, she had noticed they needed a few items from the store that probably shouldn't wait on getting. She took a couple of steps towards him and placed a hand on his chest taking a better look at his tattoo and scar. "You are the boss though, love and to make up for not being punished with buying drinks, I will follow your lead."

Soon she stepped away and removed the pancake from the pan to a plate that had a couple already stacked on it. "At least I didn't get creative with my cooking...I am honestly surprised that I am actually still alive with some of the concoctions I have created. Breakfast is the easiest to do though. Not too hard to mess up." There was an air of comfort in her movements, it was almost natural for her to take over if he had slept in. Deep down she was still wary of what his intensions were but right now in the moment, she was happy.

She moved her arms to cross her chest as she moved to the island and jump up, sitting on the counter while watching him. There was a slight hesitation in her hand when she removed it from its positing against her own body to run her fingers through his hair. Her eyes saddened when she asked. "Do you regret last night?" It might have been the way that he said he remembered everything that had caused a bit of fear to begin in her chest. Even if she didn't regret anything that had been said or done, but there was a nagging feeling that maybe just maybe he was only being nice to her to not make her feel guilty. Her eyes were searching his as she waited trying to keep her worry from taking over.

Her skin was still lightly buzzing from his teasing when he stepped between her legs. A shudder went through her body as her eyes met his. Her heart stilled when he showed no emotion and dropped at his pause. It was taking most of her will power to not let her emotions flood her eyes at the drop. She raised an eyebrow in confusion for just a second before his lips were pressed against hers.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as her arms moved to his neck leaning into the kiss while her eyes fluttered closed. She smiled against his lips before she pulled back tilting her head. "And here I thought all those silly pick up lines didn't do anything..." Relief was plainly showing in her eyes when he said he didn't regret the night they had shared. As much as she didn't want to think about the opposite of that, she had spent some of the time before he had awaken thinking about what she would have to do.

Cleo wouldn't have been able to stay in the house with him. She knew Lucious was just a call away and would easily come take her place if she asked him to. It wouldn't be easy going back to everyone knowing that it would get out what happened and why she left. No one could keep things quiet and she probably wouldn't be able to do any jobs on her own for a while. Deep down she knew she wouldn't be able to live with herself due to guilt she would feel after hearing he regretted it.

"Yeah it probably should have happened sooner but they say good things come to those that wait. I was waiting for the right time to work with you." She pressed her lips against his lightly to try and calm down her own body as she unhooked her legs and pulled away, swinging a leg over his head before jumping to the ground. "We should probably eat before it all gets cold. Cold breakfast isn't all that great...trust me, its not."

With that, she moved over to the other cupboard and pulled out a couple of plates setting them on the counter before moving to grab silverware. After she put a pancake on her plate with a couple bacon, she moved over to the table and sat down waiting for him before she began to eat. Her pancakes had a pinch of cinnamon in them that her mother had always done, and she learned from her mother how to cook. The taste was a little fainter than she normally would have done but that is why she added a little more to the one on her plate. She hadn't wanted it to be overly flavored if he didn't like it.

"What if we hit the grocery store and..." She paused to look down at her tattoo then back at him. "No telling anyone I have the rose garter. No one else, other than my tattoo artist, knows I have it. Not even your sister." That tattoo was her more recent artwork, it hadn't hit her until she sat down that Lucifer was the first to see it. Granted she would have prefered it possibly a little different but either way it was going to be seen.

"And as for your clothes, I usually stick to one or two shirts that I alternate between. If I can use them as pjs it works. Even my ex could tell you I don't steal very many items. And I give them back. I don't always horde items...I like my clothes too much to cheat on them that bad."

"Thank you, but the kudos goes to my mother. She said the touch of cinnamon makes it pop." She had eaten most of the pancake and a little of the bacon but moved to help him clean up some before raising an eyebrow at his phone ringing. There was a bit of excitement that they both had shared something with each other not many others got to see.

Her eyes furrowed watching him and her arms reflexively folded across her chest. "Oh okay. I can run to the store. I know what we need and it should be a quick run unless traffic is bad." She knew she needed to be around him but he could handle himself. "Just call me if something comes up..." Her eyes searched his features for a few moments before she motioned for him to go up the stairs.

"Well you said ten minutes, you better get up to a shower and dressed. Ten minutes isn't very long to get ready." Her heart stilled at the thought of who he could be meeting but she returned his smile as she followed him. The line that she had been expressly told not to cross had become blurry as her emotions wanted to reach out to him. She was still there to do a job and what harm could a little fun at times be?

She followed him up the stairs but disappeared into her room to grab a towel. She was then headed towards the bathroom that was across from her room pausing at the door for a moment before taking his shirt off to rest on the banister of the stairs. "I will do a load of laundry before I leave. I am setting this here so I don't forget to do that..." She called out over her shoulder before stepping into the bathroom.

The shower felt like a warm embrace as the water ran down her skin. She closed her eyes for a moment clearing her thoughts as she waited. It wasn't very much longer and she was stepping out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around herself and she was putting her hair into a pony tail as she padded back to her room. "Be safe."

She put on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers before heading down the stairs. She grabbed the keys to the car, making sure to lock the door as she left before climbing into the vehicle. Soon she was backing out of the driveway and turning down the road, heading to the store. Her mind kept wandering to thoughts about who Lucifer could be meeting and she almost turned the car around to follow him but in the end ultimately decided against it.

If he had wanted her to know who it was, he would have said something. Plus he would call if he needed help. She kept reminding herself as she drive trying to relax her grip that was on the wheel.

Cleo had spent a little longer in the store than she had wanted as well. Grumbling under her breath about a couple people that had clearly gotten caught trying to shop lift. Of all places, the grocery store was not one that she would have expected to see it at. A gal she had run into a couple times at work had also stopped her to talk once she was out of the store.

Once she was in the car and headed home, she turned on some music, dancing as she pulled into the drive. She put a couple of bags on each arm and paused briefly at the door wondering why it was unlocked until she remembered Lucifer might not be that long. She stepped in the door and was about to call out when she stood at the entrance of the kitchen. Her eyes wide at seeing Lucifer kissing Katelyn.

Her heart began to crumble against the weight of the scene before her. was he really lying straight to my face? Was he just using me? Her thoughts spiraling as she set the bags down on the counter before heading back to the car. It was taking every ounce of control that she had to not openly show her reaction.

After setting the last bag on the counter, she began to put the items away. Her hands trembling with each motion. "I see you ran i to Katelyn. I hope everything is alright." There was a chill to her tone and she would barely look at the pair.

Why did it feel like a betrayal...it wasn't like they were exclusive. Yes they had slept together but they got caught up in the moment of confessing feelings for each other. That happens all of the time right? Her mind was still racing when a jar of olives slipped from her grasp and smashed against the tile floor. "Shit..." she knew down beginning to try and pick up the bigger pieces of glass carefully. "I can run back and get another jar. I don't know what happened."

Her words were quick, showing that she wasn't used to letting it show her mind was distracted. If she was getting distracted by her thoughts of Lucifer that badly...it meant her heart had crossed the line she had tried to fight. The realization that she may have feelings for Lucifer hit as she cut one of her fingers on a piece of glass. Quickly she stuck it in her mout after making sure there were no pieces in it and threw what she had in her other hand away.

Cleo stood and noticed the first aid kit near Katelyn. There was a hesitation in her movement when she reached for a band-aid, putting it on her injured finger after cleaning the wound.

She had avoided looking at the pair before then but put a joking smile on her face. "You would think I would be good at not cutting my hands like that. Oops."