Chapter 2

Lucifer was sitting at his piano when he felt it. He'd always felt it around her. He paused playing, closed his eyes and let it wash over him for a moment. It always started in his chest, a warm tingling sensation, and then it would slowly spread throughout his body, until he felt a warm glow all over. He looked up towards the stairs of his club and saw her. He stopped breathing.

He started at her strappy heeled feet and let his gaze wonder up her long, oh so long, exposed legs. She knew he was a leg man and, sweet Father above, was she displaying those pins like no one's business! Her tight little dress began just under her ass, clinging to her smooth womanly curves up over her breasts. The cut of the top displayed cleavage he wasn't aware she had. Her hair was elegantly braided around the top, like a crown, with the rest flowing down her back. But this wasn't what was holding his attention. Although the detective was dressed rather provocatively, her dress was snow white, as were the angel wings strapped to her back, spreading out behind her.

Chloe saw him as she began to descend the stairs, gifted him the most glorious smile he'd ever seen on her. That smile made her glow more than any angel Lucifer had ever encountered. She continued down the stairs and made her way towards him, not noticing the gaping stares from the other men in the club. Lucifer rose from his seat and stood beside the piano as she reached him. His hand flew onto the piano for support as he felt his knees give a little at her uncharacteristic smile. His heart was thumping so hard he was sure she heard it, and it took everything he had to plaster his regular suave demeanor across his face.

"Detective, you look ravishing! I knew there was a temptress hidden within. Shame on you for hiding her from me." He drawled, giving her his trademark smirk.

He watched Chloe duck her head and smile shyly. You can do this Detective. Play with me.

"Well, what can I say? She only comes out for special occasions." She raised her head and smirked back at him, placing a hand on the piano near his. Lucifer's eyebrows raised to his hairline, before he lowered them darkly and gave her a seductive smile. Very good Detective, he though proudly.

"Happy Birthday Lucifer" she announced placing a gift bag in front of him on top of the piano.

Lucifer was genuinely surprised, both with Chloe's flirting with him, and that she had given him a present. No one ever gave him presents. His face lit up like it was…well, his Birthday. Lucifer grabbed the bag and shoved his hand in, pulling out a neatly folded item of clothing. He looked puzzled at its weight and tilted his head trying to work out what it could be. Lucifer unfolded it and held it up in front of him staring for a moment. It was a bullet-proof vest, standard issue, but instead of 'LAPD' printed on the front it had 'DEVIL'.

He loved it. He knew she had a wicked sense of humor in there somewhere. He turned his head from the garment to look at Chloe.

"I'd kinda like you around for your next Birthday." She said, grinning at him.

He put the vest down on the piano and without warning grabbed Chloe into a bear hug, lifting her feet off the floor. She had barely enough time to clutch him around the waist before he spun her around in a full revolution. He let her go and looked down at her, giving her a smile he didn't know he was capable of. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He saw her face turn serious. "You will wear that whenever I tell you to, understand? It's for your safety Lucifer. I can't be worried about you all the time and do my job properl–"

"You worry about me?" He interrupted cheekily before she got too wound up. He liked flirty Chloe and he was determined to keep her tonight. After all, it was his Birthday.

"Of course I do. How could I face Trixie if I let anything happen to you?" Slightly wounded by this comment, he rolled his eyes (a move that was usually hers) and she laughed. A carefree, eye-twinkling, genuine laugh, and he thought he'd never heard a more beautiful sound.

"Come Detective, let's get you a drink" Lucifer stated, packing his gift back into its bag and taking it with him as he moved forward and placed his hand on the small of her back, ushering her towards the bar, enjoying the feel of her beneath his hand. "I must say, I like your choice of costume. Wings look much better on you."

"I thought, you might appreciate it. And since I couldn't help you find your wings, I figured… you could have mine… later."

Lucifer stopped mid stride. Did she just…? Is she suggesting…?