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Derik bounded besidepersonal," he said cheerfully keeping pace with hty zillion stairs to the nursery "But we can&039;t tell if you&039;re lying or not-that whole &039;no scent&039; thing-and it&039;s driving the chief out of his head"

"I&039;ll bet" I was a s able to tell if everyone around you was lying or not, that had to cos Antonia hadthere was absolutely no point And then to run into enius brunette and still smell, fine not s

"So I, theand handsome olf in all the land-"

"Should I throw up here on the stairs? Or try to wait until I can find a garbage can?"

"-will catch you off-guard with et your sexy Martha Stewart T-shirt"

"Hey, hey Don&039;t diss irl Martha She could kick your fine undead ass with one homemade seashell napkin holder behind her back"

"Derik, you&039;re seriously bent, you know that?" He ignored me "And then I, fearless Pack rub"

"Did you just calle!"

I laughed; I couldn&039;t help it The big doof probably was theolf in all the land "Dude, you really are the-eh?"

I had reached the crib, bent over, plucked Babyjon it And was surprised to be alone I turned and Derik was-there was no other word for it-he was cowering beside the nursery door

"What&039;s going on?" I asked, co in terror

"I was gonna ask you the sahten, shook himself all over, then cupped his elbows in his pal badass as hugging hiht "Every hair on ht now Least that&039;s what it feels like I&039;ve got the worst fucking case of the creeps I-what&039;s that?"

"This isI had slung hi at Derik, patiently waiting for his bottle What a sweetie Orphaned, and hungry And not crying! "Isn&039;t he the cutest?"

"Keep hi out of the room Guess he wasn&039;t fond of babies "It feels like thirteen o&039;clock in here"

"Derik, what the hell&039;s gotten into you?" I followed hienuinely puzzled If Michael had sent his Good Guy WereCop after o about it "You&039;re acting all-"

"Don&039;t do that!" Both Derik&039;s hands shot out pal I was ht have to bite you And not in a nice way, get it? So just-aaaaiiieeeeee!"

He said aaaaiiieeeeee because at that moment he fell down the stairs All the way down And with my hands full of Babyjon, I had no chance to catch hi at soe as he pluhed Then I put Babyjon back in his crib, ignoring his surprised squawk, shut the nursery door, and started down the stairs

There was no way they were going to believe Derik fell down the stairs-all the stairs-without assistance I assuet it over with

Too bad, really Just when I thought we&039;d established a little trust