I stared at the message.
That was not what I expected.
Not we need to talk.
Not can I come by?
Not even how are you?
Just... was the shop busy?
Me: No, pretty dead at the moment...
I hesitated before adding another message.
Me: How'd it go?
Three dots appeared.
Disappeared.
Appeared again.
Then—
Lucifer : Dead enough to close early?
I frowned.
That was weird.
Me: Maybe... Why?
His response came almost immediately.
Lucifer : Close up shop. Promise I'll make it worth your while.
I stared at the screen.
Cryptic ass.
My heart started beating faster anyway.
Me: Consider me closed. Now, will you tell me WHY I'm closed?
Lucifer : No.
I rolled my eyes.
Lucifer : See you in a bit.
This man.
This stupid, sexy, good-dick-having, confusing-ass man.
But he'd said see you in a bit, and right now, I was willing to take the small victories.
I flipped the sign on the front door to CLOSED, locked up, and headed upstairs with my anxiety tucked under my arm like an old purse.