Author's Note: Yeah, I wrote the first part differently earlier but couldn't continue so I decided with the first chapter ending. But then, I guess, I'm still a sucker for a happy ending, so here ya go. Thank you!
Chloe peeks out on that tiny window from the interrogation room to check if Lucifer is still around. When she's satisfied, she breathes a sigh and comes out only to bump into someone.
As luck would have it, the consultant changed his mind about leaving the precinct and decided to wait for his partner instead. He made a detour in the break room for a cool ranch puff, so he had something to munch on while waiting.
"Good morning, Detective. What were you doing in there?"
"Good morning, Lucifer. You're in a good mood," She says, barely casting him a glance.
"I am. How about you? You look like you could use coffee. Shall I get you your favorite?"
"Ahh, I'm good. And no, I already had brewed coffee at home." Several cups, actually. She mutters under her breath as she walks back to her desk.
"Hmm. Alright. Is there something I can help you with?"
"No. I'll call you when something comes up."
"Okay. By the way, may I interest you for a quick lunch today?"
"What? I thought you had a successful date last night," Chloe's eyes widen as she blurts out what she knows without meaning to. "I, uh, sorry, I overheard you and Ella talking."
"Aren't you a curious little minx, Detective?"
"I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
"No worries, Detective. I don't mind at all. So, lunch?"
"But,"
"Miranda is a dear friend of mine. We've known each other for quite a while, and it's hard to meet her, literally, so postponing is not an option. And it's not a date."
"It's not?"
"Nope," He pops the 'p' for emphasis and wonders why the Detective's tone of voice is like this… like she's jealous or something.
"Oh," Chloe replies with much relief, and this didn't go unnoticed.
"Detective, are you jealous?" Lucifer smirks as he takes a seat across from her.
"What? No! Why would I be?" But her ears are turning red that Lucifer couldn't help but laugh.
"You tell me." He pauses and continues to tease, "Yeah, you're definitely not."
Chloe could only shake her head as he continued to chuckle. When he's finally satisfied, he straightens up and tells her, "I was going to invite you last night. I even bought you a dress, but then you said you wanted us to be professional partners only so,"
He trails off as he awaits her response, all while making sure his eyes don't stray from hers.
"Tell me, is that what you really want?"
The club owner dared to ask. If she says yes, then that'll be the end of it. At least he tried.
Chloe, meanwhile, is dumbstruck. Why did he agree in the first place? And then she thinks back on how he's all about free will and how he tends to always put her first. It's frustrating sometimes, but she gets it now.
"No, not really." She responds, and this made Lucifer smile.
"Excellent. I'll meet you at lunch." Chloe nods.
Ella, who's secretly watching (again), pumps her fist at this development. Finally. She sincerely hopes that these lovebirds would get their act together for the old no pants dance after today because if they don't, then her earlier plan would have to be set in motion.