“No,” Lucifer said, not bothering to look up from the iPad on his lap as the small woman that loved tormenting him more than anything climbed onto his desk. Rebecca didn’t say anything as she shifted to get comfortable, letting him know that she was still trying to figure out how she was going to pull off whatever her devious mind had conjured up.That was fine with him.More than fine…Normally, his incredibly beautiful wife used a few whispered promises to wrap him around her little finger, but when she had no idea where to start, those times always ended with him struggling to catch his breath while his wife sleepily mumbled her demands against his chest. Knowing how this was going to end, Lucifer bit back a smile when Rebecca plucked the iPad out of his hand and placed it on the desk next to her as he looked up, more than ready to help his wife bring him to his knees and-