They returned to Pier 52 at seven p.m., just in time to get Jayce back to his apartment so he could prepare his bag for his shift at Glorious G tonight.
Jayce had both a full stomach and warm, fuzzy feelings surrounding his heart. The ache in his cheeks from smiling so much was a pain he would gladly bear. Lucifer drove with both hands on the steering wheel, animatedly telling Jayce all about some of the more funny anecdotes he remembered from his last time pretending to be a rich nobody in a different human vessel. It felt like nothing could ruin the mood they were in; happy in each other's presence, and hopeful that their days ahead would be like this.
But soon as Jayce opened the door to his apartment, his whole body was startled and he let out a sharp curse.
There was a little girl
