-ANNA-
I hear a deep chuckle beside me and then a thick British voice say, “Are you going to sleep the day away, darling?”
I open one eye to see Lucifer sitting on the edge of the bed looking down at me in amusement, dressed and...shaved? I open both eyes and blink. “You shaved.”
He chuckles again. “Yes.” He runs a hand over the black stubble on his carved face. “I felt like a caveman. I thought it was time to resume looking like my old perfect self, now that my Queen is safely back in my arms. I even combed my hair.”
At his hair comment I giggle. “Well, would you at least consider growing it out for no shave November?”
He raises his dark eyebrows in surprise. “You like the beard?”
I bite my lip and nod. “I do.”
Lucifer sighs, like it’s taking a lot of sacrifice from him. “Then I
