Chapter 12

Greg Dean

We were on the roof of his car. I shifted in place, he glanced at me and laugh.

"It's fine G, just relax," he said, my face gets warm from embarrassment.

"I am fine!" I snapped. He rolled his eyes and looks at the sky.

"Okay. I'm sure you are. So make a wish and let's go get you something to eat," he said stretching his legs. I look at the starry sky. I closed my eyes.

I wish...

"This is stupid," I open my eyes and tell him. His smile widens.

"Nothing wrong with wishing. Go on," Lucifer ruffled my hair. I swat his hand and close my eyes.

I wish to be happy

"There, happy?!" I snap. He nods and gets off the car. He nudges his head in the direction of the diner. We head over and inside was Will surrounded by books.

"Well you can grab some for Will cooked and we'll be over there," Lucifer points to the table surrounded by books.