“Yes, you do seem particularly proud of yourself.” Michael came out from the bathroom, his eyes scanning the area.
“This is my new shop.” I held my hands up waving them around. “What do you think?”
“I think it could use a bed back here,” Lucifer drawled, exiting my small kitchen area.
“I’m not going to sleep here.” I scowled at him.
Lucifer grinned wolfishly. “I wasn’t talking about for sleeping.”
I pointed a finger at him. “I’m not doing that here either. It’s my place of business, not a hookup pad.”
“Why can’t it be both?” Gabriel asked, and I smirked at him.
“Because I don’t need potential clients walking in on us. Besides, what will people think when they see me with different guys all the time?” I sat on the edge of the desk.
Michael lifted an elegant shoulder. “Tell them the truth.”
I laughed. “Oh, yeah. ‘Cause that will go over well. Oh, these are just my boyfriends, that only become solid when they want a little Jane action.”
“Boyfriends?” Lucifer arched a brow and grinned, leaning on the desk next to me. “We’re your boyfriends now?”
I blushed. “Well, uh, I didn’t mean it like that.” I stared down at the desk as they started to close in on me.
“Does that mean we get privileges?” Michael asked, and I glanced at him.
“What kind of privileges are we talking about?” I said suspiciously.
“Like, we get to have an opinion on your life,” Gabriel interjected.
I snorted. “And you don’t do that now?”
“Yeah.” Gabriel grinned. “But now it actually means something.”
Lucifer put his hand up. “I was talking about something more substantial. Like getting to participate in shower time.” He leered at me, making me squirm in place.
“I’ll think about it,” I conceded
“I’d like to weigh in on this as well.” Michael pressed against my back, buzzing tingles shooting down my spine. “Especially, those times you complain about needing new batteries, so you can relax.”
And my panties were destroyed.
“I think you might need a bit of relaxing time now, don’t you?” Lucifer exchanged a look with the guys.
“She definitely seems tense.” Gabriel stood from his chair and leaned over the desk.
Chuckling nervously, I tucked a loose hair behind my ear. “I’m fine, really, guys. No stress here. As cool as a cucumber.” When they didn’t stop looking at me like they wanted to devour me, I cleared my throat and said, “Hey, Lucifer. Have you ever heard of fire sauce?”