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head a hard smack as he started towards me. Folding my hands behind my back and bouncing on my heels, I grinned up at him. “And how long have you had that figured out for, Princess?” Lucifer dropped down from a ledge that overlooked the whole ballroom. “About an hour,” he answered. Quin sent Lucifer a harsh look. “And you were just going to keep that to yourself, huh?” “And watch you all bitch over goddamn tables?” Lucifer smirked. “Yes.”
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