hold me tight or dont ;

Lucas clever as the devil and twice as pretty Rexanna might have heard the mutter from upstairs - a what the sweet fuck is this - as Lucas discovered safehouse, trapdoor and cube. He obviously had better things to do when it came to the construction of the place, so he was almost completely unaware of its existence. But when he'd received a note from Bastien's sweetheart, knowing they were to be married soon but equally remembering a night not so long ago in Lily's bedroom, of course the devil wasn't going to miss it. He slipped into the safehouse like a shadow, eyes piercing the darkness easily as he took in the beds, the chairs, the shrine... and Rex. Leaning casually against the doorway, with green eyes flashing through the shadows to take her in fully, he raised an eyebrow. "Pet, you did not have to invite me to a shack in the middle of nowhere if you wanted to say hello," he drawled. "I've a safehouse of my own. And it's a lot nicer than this." Difficult for it not to be, with Ezra around.