Page 23 of Falling for Lucifer
“You need to make me a key then, so I don’t do that again.”
Ellodie’s eyes rose as he grabbed the bag from her and put it over his shoulder. “Moving kind of fast, aren’t we?” she joked, but part of her wondered if this would be the moment they had the very talk she was just thinking about.
Lucifer’s brows furrowed. “I already helped you through labor, allowed you to claim me as your baby daddy, bonded with your daughter, and met your family. I’m pretty sure we ain’t moving fast. We’re moving backwards as hell.”
Ellodie giggled. “I guess you’re right.”
She grabbed her purse from the coffee table and walked back over to them. When he didn’t make a move to go out the front door, she looked up at him. He gazed down at her so intently it caused her to fidget.
“I do like you, though, so if you wanted to give me a key, I’d be okay with that.”
Ellodie’s heart skipped a beat. “I like you too. I’ll see what I can do.” The thought of him having a key to her place didn’tbother her at all. In fact, it excited her. “But will I get a key to yours?”
He threw his head back and chuckled. “You know I can’t say no to you.”
She beamed. Little did he know that question was a test, but he passed with flying colors, especially if he followed through on what he said.
They walked out the door, and she locked up. As they made their way to the elevator, she asked, “Where do you live, anyway?”
“Near Ellington Heights,” he replied nonchalantly.
Her eyes ballooned. That was a rich neighborhood in Ellwood. “Let me find out you got money.”
He chuckled as he hit the button to call the elevator. It opened right away, so they stepped on.
“Something like that,” he replied as the elevator doors closed. Ellodie took the time in the small, enclosed space to admire him. He was so fine, even when he dressed down. She could tell he worked out frequently, and her mind drifted to thoughts of what he might look like naked . . . “Like what you see?”
His words snapped her out of her staring, and she focused on his side profile. He wasn’t even looking at her.
“How do you do that?” she asked as the elevator stopped and let them out into the lobby.
“Do what?”
“Know when someone is looking at you or entered a room without even looking.”
He shrugged as he held the door open for her. “You don’t grow up in a house like I did and not develop that sixth sense.”
She instantly felt bad for asking. “I’m sorry, Lu.”
“Don’t ever be sorry for asking a question, love.”
They stopped at his car, and she realized she forgot something important. Being a new mom was an adjustment, for sure. She groaned. “I forgot to grab her car seat.”
He shook his head and unlocked his car. “I didn’t.”
Inside was a brand-new car seat, just like the one she had. She looked at him in disbelief. “You got her a car seat?”
“I figured I needed to play my part, right?” he asked with a grin.
She didn’t know how to feel about his response. She’d hoped he gotten it because he genuinely wanted to and because he saw them spending more time together. He must have seen her emotions on her face, because he immediately reached out and pinched her cheek. “Cut it out.”
Her brows scrunched together. “Cut what out?”
“Overthinking.” He had her there. She was good for overthinking. She offered him a weak smile and then watched as he put Etta into the car seat and strapped her in. When he finished, he stepped back. “You want to check my work?”
She looked up at him sheepishly and nodded her head. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him. It was just that he didn’t have any kids and this washerkid they were talking about. Ellodie would always make sure Etta was good.
It impressed her that he’d gotten it right. After stepping back, she closed the door and smiled up at him. “Good job, baby daddy.”
