Isabelle rolled awake and she looked around for Lucifer. She couldn't see him or even detect any signs of him. She waited a bit to hear sounds of maybe he would be in the bathroom or something, but the whole room was as quiet as a grave yard. She stood up and she walked into the bathroom to freshen up. Maybe he was cooking for her and she smiled at the thought. A hot male cooking a hot meal, sounds tempting. She threw on one of his joggers and a tshirt before walking downstairs to see maybe she would meet him there, but to her surprise, she didn't.

She looked...