A Date With Lucifer

Chapter 3-Meeting The Family

I shot up in bed and looked around.No red eyes. No demons. It had been a dream. What an absolutely shitty dream. I was never drinking again.

My alarm read 10:17 so I got out of bed and walked towards the kitchen hoping that Martha, my housekeeper was already here and had made me coffee. I heard clanging in the kitchen and smiled thinking it was her, I could already taste my coffee.

Don't judge ok, I usually had coffee after brushing up but today I needed it as soon as possible.

There was indeed someone in the kitchen but it was not Martha. He had his back to me long black hair spilling down his back like a waterfall and was currently going through my plate pantry. He had changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt.

He grabbed one walked to the stove where a pan was sitting. I then watched as he expertly flipped the egg and plated it.

Oh Fuck.It was real wasn't it? A fucking demon... No, Lucifer was frying eggs in my kitchen! My legs felt like jelly and I almost fell down again.
I immediately lowered my self onto one of the stools by the counter, he turned at the sound and smiled. He had also lost his horns and fangs. His eyes were black. And more eerie. I don't know why.

"Good Morning, you passed out yesterday and I may have dragged you to bed. Oh and I also made us breakfast," he said sounding super chipper. "Also, I sent the poor old lady home because slavery isn't a thing anymore right?"

"She's not a slave!" I exclaimed, "She's my housekeeper, she's paid and is like an aunt to me,"

He hummed and brought over two plates with eggs, bacon and toast.

He slid my plate to me and sat next to me. "Dig in," I obviously hesitated and he noticed. "It's not poisoned, I think," he said and started eating his own.

I started with the toast and I was surprised by the cheese pull that came with the first bite. The bacon also tasted good, salty and smoky and the eggs were not over or under fried.

He was watching me eat and laughed. "Do you cook in hell?" I blurted out and his face scrunched up.

"Not me per say, but the kitchen maids do, Not these kinds of food though,nmostly meat and other kinds of various food that are weird hybrids you won't find here, you'll see some at the wedding you're going to with me,"

The wedding part made me halt and look towards him but he had already gone back to eating and I was struck by how handsome his side profile looked.

After we were done I did the dishes and by that I mean loaded the dishwasher and went in search of my phone.

It was on the ground by the sofa and I plopped down into it and groaned when I saw 10 missed calls from my sister and more than 20 texts this time from both Violet and Damon.

I clicked on her contact and pressed dial and listened to the ringing, "Xavier,what the fuck?"

"Huh?"

"I can't see you, where are you? We're all ready and waiting for you," she said sounding calm which was dangerous when it came to her.

Oh Shit! I immediately got onto my feet as I remembered we were going to leave today, her wedding was to be held in Switzerland and yep it was going to be a winter wedding because it was still snowing over there.

Our family along with some of Vi's friends were supposed to fly out today, Thank god I had packed before drinking yesterday. "I'm sorry, I woke up like 15 minutes ago. W..I stayed up drinking, I'll be there in like half an hour or sooner,"

She sighed, "Hurry,"

"Fuck," I said aloud and walked smack into a wall. A wall? In the middle of my living room? Made no sense and I stepped away realizing it was Lucifer. God it was so weird calling him that. Even just in my thoughts.