“What the hell was that?!” You demanded. Lucifer had shown up in the middle of what had been a very good date and completely scared off your poor date. He turned towards you, taking the now vacant chair and shrugging almost innocently.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He picked up the discarded menu of your date and glanced over it. “God, why would they take you here. I could take you to a much better place than this dump.”
“Were you jealous?” It suddenly dawned on you. The possessiveness he had shown tonight, the thinly veiled anger when he had seen you were on a date. It all equaled out to jealous.
“Of that half-wit? Not a chance love.” Dropping the menu he leaned forward until his face was barely inches from yours. “But I would love to show you a really good time. If you’re interested.”