PENELOPE'S POV..
I was in my room the next morning still staring at the text from Rogers. “f**k!“I sighed under my breath. I was contemplating what decision to take. Lucifer wasn't in the room at the moment as he rarely even stays in the room.
“ Is he really going to come here if I don't go to see him?“ I questioned myself in my thought. My legs folded together, I sighed heavily. “ No, I'm not going to do this” I said and shook my head, tossing the phone aside. I came to the conclusion that I wouldn't be seeing Rogers. I had already made a mistake at first by going to bed with him, but I wasn't going to do the same thing. For sure, he would be scared of coming to the house because he knew who Lucifer was.
I spurted up from the bed and headed outside to get some fresh air. I picked up
