Fallon
This is a terrible idea. I think to myself as I observe Bree settle into my guest bedroom. Her golden hair shines from the bright sunlight through the large windows, and her skin looks as smooth as honey.
Needing a moment, I settle her bag on the bed and head toward the door.
“Go ahead and settle in. I’ll be in my office if you need me.”
I rush out of the door, not waiting for her to respond. I can’t handle listening to anything she says without fighting the urge to throw her across the bed and take her.
Once I reach the solitude of my office, I slump back on my chair and rub my palms across my face before I call Lucifer
“Father, any news on what I sent you?” I ask.
Lucifer provides a much-needed distraction, “I saw your text. The creature you described is not one that I ha
