Isabelle turned around with Lucifer’s arms still wrapped around her, she was starting to get hungry. Blame her childishness for refusing to eat a meal at the hospital but now she was feeling the pangs of hunger. If she was going to survive, she needed to get her ass off this bed and find something to eat.

“Where are you going?” Lucifer asked after she rolled out of the bed and tried to find a shirt to throw on in his wardrobe. He was enjoying the view though, he waited for her to reply him and he leaned on the headboard. She turned around to look at him before winking...