"Excellent. Shall we make a retreat?"
I downed the rest of the champagne, and felt its effervescence all the way down to my toes. "Let's."
He came around the counter and offered me his arm. I slipped mine through his, and he escorted me out of the building and across the road to his apartment. It was one of those grand old Victorians that Collins Street was famous for, and only five stories high, which meant his floor was at treetop level. The old lift rattled and shook as it swept us upward, then opened to reveal a vast room that was filled with building debris and smelled of paint and dust.
"Welcome to my palace." He grinned as he caught my hand and guided me through the mess of dustcovers and workmen's tools.
We walked through the remains of a wall into the kitchen area. It was very rudimentary. There was an oven, a fridge, and the bare bones of two small counters—one of which held the sink—but just about everything else had been gutted. Plates were stacked on the non-sink counter and a drawer that held cutlery sat on the floor near it. But the mouthwatering scent of roasting meat filled the air. I breathed deep, then sighed in contentment.
"God, I don't think there's a better scent in this world." I crossed my arms and leaned against the free bench.
Lucian's smile was wicked. "Oh, I can think of one or two. What would you like to drink? I have wine or champagne in the fridge."
"Champers again, thanks." I watched him pour the drinks, then asked, "So how did you actually find Lauren?"
He walked over to the oven and opened the door. Steam billowed, and the smell of roasting meat intensified. My belly rumbled happily. "I asked around, as I said. She was the only one willing to meet me. Us."
I took a sip of champagne, enjoying the tease of bubbles on my nose. "So you've never met her before today?"
"No." He hesitated, and looked over his shoulder. "Why?"
I shrugged. "It just seemed a little odd that you'd be in a place like that with someone you didn't know for over an hour."
"Well, I did have to explain the whole damn situation." He paused, then said, "As an aside, did you leave your demon sword behind, as requested?"
I blinked at both the sudden change of direction and the fact that he couldn't sense her. "You can't tell?"
"I'm not sensitive to her magic, so no."