Page 13 of Falling for Lucifer
“Love you, big ass head.”
Eris sucked her teeth. “Bye.”
Lucifer chuckled as he started up one of his bikes. It was his favorite bike, especially for riding around town. The red and black accents with The Obsidian Rider logo on the side were customizations he and Hades did together. He put on the matching leathers that hung over the handles of the bike.
As he pulled out of his garage, he thought about Eris’s response to what he was doing for Ellodie. For the next fifteen minutes to The Buttered Biscuit, he contemplated if this was the right thing to do.
After he picked up the food and put it in the built-in, a compartment on the bike for safekeeping, his thoughts drifted to her baby daddy. He wondered if that was something he should worry about and why her family didn’t know who he was.Questions swarmed through his mind as he rode his bike. The spring air whipped past him and chilled his bones.
When he pulled up to Ellodie’s condo, he parked in the guest spot, grabbed the food, and made his way inside. The elevator was directly ahead of him and across the pristine lobby. It came quickly after he pressed the call button, and he got on. It didn’t take long for it to stop on Ellodie’s floor, and his long legs made quick strides toward her door. He knocked and didn’t have to wait long for her to answer.
The first thing he noticed was that she looked exhausted. The second thing he noticed was she looked like she was still in her pajamas. She wore fuzzy silk shorts and the matching tank top. There were dark spots over her nipples, and he realized it was milk. Etta cried in her arms as she rocked her urgently, shushing her and then looking up at him with her brown eyes framed by long, dark lashes.
“Hey, Lu. Come on in. I haven’t had time to make myself presentable. Etta had a rough night.” She moved further into her home.
Lucifer closed the door behind him. He watched as Ellodie sat on the couch while he placed the food on the kitchen counter and then washed his hands thoroughly before walking over to her. “Give her here. You can go get yourself together. I got her.”
Ellodie looked up at him, her brows pulling together. “It’s okay. She just needs to burp. I just fed her?—”
“Aight, let me burp her. You go ahead and take a minute to yourself.”
She eyed him. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
He chuckled. “When my nephew was a baby, I was the only one he liked for real. I’m like the baby whisperer.”
He sat down next to her and held his arms out. Hesitantly, she passed Etta over, and as soon as the baby was in his arms, her cries ceased.
Ellodie’s brows rose. “Seriously? I’ve been trying to calm her down for hours.”
“You must not got the magic touch.” He grinned at her.
She sighed and stood up. “I guess not. She didn’t eat a whole lot, so I’m going to pump and then shower. It should only take me half an hour.”
“Take your time,” Lucifer said as he positioned Etta so he could burp her.
Ellodie handed him a burp rag and peered at him for a few more seconds. “Are you sure about this? I know you didn’t come over here for this.”
“Woman, if you don’t leave us alone. Go handle your business. We good.” He loved that she listened so well. She turned on her heels and disappeared down the hallway that he assumed led to her bedroom. “Ya mama is fine as hell, Etta. You know that?” Etta’s response was a loud burp. He chuckled. “Good job, baby girl.”
Lucifer bounced her gently in his arms and watched as she drifted off to sleep. He got completely lost in her pretty round face and smooth dark skin that matched her mama’s. Her innocence was infectious. “I hope don’t nobody take that from you.”
He spoke softly to her like that as she slept, and before he knew it, Ellodie came back into the living room looking refreshed but still tired.
“She’s sleeping?” she asked as though she couldn’t believe it.
“Yeah,” Lucifer muttered.
Ellodie looked stunned. “Here, let me take her and put her in her crib.”
Lucifer stood slowly, dwarfing her with his height. “I got it. Show me where.”
Ellodie walked in front of him, and he admired the gray fitted dress she wore. It wasn’t fancy at all, just one of thosecomfortable ones that women wore around the house or to run errands. He watched as her ass bounced with every step. She had to know she was a true baddie. Even exhausted and with her curly hair piled on the top of her head, she was the most beautiful woman he had the pleasure of laying eyes on.
They entered the nursery, and Lucifer smirked at the decor. All pink everything. It looked like a little girl’s dream. He walked over to the crib and placed Etta inside while Ellodie turned on some white noise. Etta was out like a light and didn’t even stir as they backed away and out of the room.
Ellodie sighed heavily, and he looked down at her. “You good?”
She nodded. “Just relieved. She hasn’t really been to sleep since y’all left last night. Thank you for getting her to sleep.”
